Avengers Fanfiction Peter Abused Novels & Stories

My hands clench beside me, tight in hard fists. He doesn't stop. He presses his chest into me, hard enough to elicit a grunt from my parched throat. “You fucking like her and that's why you watch like a pussy while she breaks you…” “Man, fuck you.” I grab his throat before he can say another word. “Cornor.” Peter groans, scared for Pan. I don't let go. My hands clasp tight around his throat, threatening to break him. His throat hardens in my hand as he struggles to breathe.

"I have got such a big shock for only a day. You came to know after a year about their relationship, even after living among them. You must have got a big shock." "We don’t know about her choke, but she makes our lives hell." Peter gritted his teeth. "Why, what happened?" "When I was sleeping so peacefully, she walked inside my room and took my blood while blowing a safety pin." "What?" Samantha looked shocked. Ava looks here and there. "Not only my dad, but she doesn't leave me either." Peter said "When I was working out, no, actually, I was doing push-ups." "Then she came to me and pinched me with her damn hairpin."

He pounced on Peter, punching him in the same way, making sure he got his face all messed up like his. With my heart in my throat, I stood up slowly, watching as Jayden's warrior punched Peter, almost sucking the life out of him. “Someone say something.” I wanted to say, but an Alpha mustn't back down on his words. Never. I prayed for Peter inwardly, hoping he would get some strength from the moon goddess. Peter was all red, his cheeks and lips swollen.

“Girl, don’t you dare wake me up for some bullshit like this again. I didn’t bring anybody over. Those are probably yours. Stop looking for trouble where there is none.” “Mine?” My voice went high and sharp. “You think I wear this cheap slutty lace? Stop lying to my fucking face, Peter. All you do is cheat on me every chance you get and get high on that shit every single day. You can’t even get your useless dick hard for me anymore, can you? Be honest for once!” Peter let out a dry laugh and leaned back against the headboard. “Yeah, I can get hard. Just not with you. Other women actually turn me on. Your angry, dry pussy doesn’t do shit for me anymore.”

I went on, “is that he turned evil into something good.” Peter made a face. “He made me feel like a queen,” I replied. “But love was not the reason, it was power that he wanted.” My hands turned into fists. “He wrapped it up like it was care, like it was love,” I said. “But it was torture. Silent and suffocating torture.” Peter was gradually shaking his head. “I don’t want to be in the shadows anymore,” I murmured. “I’ve had enough of running. I’ve had enough of being treated like a helpless person who needs protection.”

The Lycan Twins Abused Mate. Chapter 3 Abused Ava POV. The next morning, I woke up feeling intense pains all over my body, my anus hurt like hell, everything hurt, my soul and body hurt, I was no longer tied up with chains. I couldn't believe that this was how my dearest father treated his once loved girl. I have been tolerating his abuse since he made me feel I am the cause of my mother's demise, he has been abusing me since I was a teen.

" She is so beautiful ." " Stop, don't touch my mother, bastard." I yelled, crying I can't believe that I brought mom into this mess! I should have protected her but look at me causing her the worst experience in her life, getting raped in front of her useless son. " Peter, close your eyes... Go away from me ahh ." She started trying to get away from him but he caught her. He ripped her t-shirt, exposing her brats and boobs. He started to kiss her neck. she was crying and pushing him but he was stronger than her

I thought I was imagining things, until the pain shot through my cheeks, sending hot tears down my face. “I dare you to say another word!” He growled. All I could see in his eyes was pain, and vengeance, he wanted his revenge, and I was helpless, I didn’t know what I could do. He grabbed my shirt at the collar, and while keeping an eyes contact with me, he said, “what I didn’t get to do then, that made me this way, I will make sure I do it now, and it a hurtful way.” He laughed, wickedly. “I will make you plead for mercy, yet I won’t stop, I will turn you and reduce you to nothin!” He shouted and pulled my shirt forcefully, tearing it out.

His thrusts were raw and unyielding, plunging deep within me, claiming every inch of my being. Each forceful stroke provoked a cacophony of pleasure and pain, the lines between the two blending into an intoxicating dance. My fingers clenched the sheets, my nails digging into the rug underneath, anchoring me to the devastating reality of the moment. His guttural groans filled the air and with every collision of our bodies, the world around me faded, and time stood still, leaving only the sour taste of pain. I consented to it - all of it; the love and the hate, the joy and the pain, the bitterness and the happiness. I took all of it, strapped it around my shoulders, and wore it on my back the

"I...I... please... Rufus... I... if the alpha asks me... I... I can't not answer." Allen was surprised when the beta loosened his grip around Allen throat. His head dropped down as if he was contemplating his next move. Before Allen could think about what to do next he felt a sharp pain radiating through his abdomen. He looked down to see that Rufus had stuck his sharp claws deep into the wound on Allen stomach. His breath hitched when he felt them go deeper and deeper. "Please...please...stop," he begged with a weak voice. But the man didn't stop as his claws made a sawing motion back and forth. "I'm going to ask you one more time, omega..."