Forced Love Novels & Stories

By the time she reacted, her soft lips were already covered by his. "Mmm—" She tried to struggle, but as soon as she moved her hands, they were grabbed and pinned above her head, fixed against the backseat. Wayne was domineering and forceful, with not a hint of gentleness. His actions felt more like punishment, constantly taking and possessing! Her lips were soft, carrying a unique fragrance. There was a strong sense of familiarity. He grew greedier. Scarlett trembled all over, feeling only pain. She couldn't resist and could only endure it.

“I don’t want to feel anything but you.” Victor obliged. He pushed her legs apart and thrust into her in one deep, powerful stroke. Valentina cried out, the sensation overwhelming — pain and pleasure blending perfectly with her grief. He set a punishing rhythm, hips snapping against hers, each thrust driving deeper as if he could fuck the sorrow out of both of them.

"Always you." I quickened the pace, my internal muscles clenching around him, driving him closer to the edge. I watched the way his jaw tightened, the way the muscles in his neck strained as he fought to hold on. I wanted to see him shatter. I wanted to see the moment the powerful Adrian Wolfe spilled his seed and became just a man in love.

Loveth confessed again since she wanted him so badly , her whole body was ready to betray her , she ached for him desperately that she thought she might melt under the intense heat of her sexual longing . " touch me ." she abstained at his request a moment before she finally lifted her head up and claimed his lips at the same time feeling his hard , he was fucking hard . Overwhelming excitement suddenly engulfed her and she clutched at his shoulder afterwards , knowing that without the support of his hands holding her still she will definitely fall . Nicholas drove her backward with his powerful frame until she felt her butt sit on the table . Pushing her thighs apart , he slid his hand ov

I slightly massage it. “Good day, Ma’am. What do you want from me, and how can I help you?” I asked her politely and then she slowly gets more reachable. Her expression softens, though. “My son, I think he still in love with you. But you broke up with him. Why you hurt him?” “I think you misunderstood, Ma’am. We broke up because we both wanted it.” [Sad] I think he loves you more than to his own mother.

He shoved it aside and pushed into me one deep, claiming thrust that forced a gasp from my throat. The water made every movement heavier, slower, and more deliberate. I held on to him and met the thrusts as best I could, using the rising heat to force the bond wider against the residual inhibitors and the grid’s pressure. Every spark of pleasure became a weapon against the black in his eyes. I fed him memory and will and the fierce, unresolved love that had taken root in the middle of blood and programming the same love I had already spoken once and that still sat between us, acknowledged in action if not yet fully returned in words. “Mine,” I whispered against his mouth as the tension built

She tried to adjust upright and wanted to push him with all her strength but he immediately pinned her two hands above her head. "I'm not raping you, my love. I love you, it's just that it's been a while I have sex and unfortunately, I can't bring myself to have sex with someone I do not love. So it's only you that I can have sex with, please. I promise to make you feel like a woman." "I'm a woman, bro," Amy screamed as she struggled to free herself. "No, Amy...common! Let's do this," he said as he tried to lay on her. Amy's struggle meant nothing to him as he was way stronger, he felt something heavy hit him behind his head all of a sudden and he fell on her.

Gravity and his strength made every thrust hit impossibly deep. My moans turned into broken cries. “Such a greedy hole. Sucking me in. You love being dominated, don’t you? Love this big cock owning you.” “Yes! Fuck yes… harder…” He gave it to me. One hand wrapped around my throat from behind, the other slapping my ass red. The mix of pain and pleasure had me shaking, sobbing, completely lost in him. No thoughts of Ash. Just Marvelous. His scent, his strength, and his cock destroying me so perfectly.

he said, giving her a final glance before vanishing into the thick fog. "Hey, I'm not a baby! I'm turning 18 in two weeks," she shouted after him, her voice tinged with a cute angry pout. "Bigfoot," she muttered, glaring at the spot where he had been standing. With a frustrated stomp of her foot, she turned and walked away like an annoyed child. (She was a moth, and he was a fire. Their love was forbidden, yet fate had its plans for them. As the saying goes, "Forbidden love brings happiness when there is no happiness.") To be continued...

"How do you know about Elise?" Lena vanished into the shadows, leaving Deuce stunned. A chill crept up his spine. Lena's words echoed in his mind: "You'll never control her." Deuce stepped forward, determination etched on his face. But an unseen force repelled him. He tried again, pushing against the resistance. The force strengthened, unyielding. Deuce's eyes narrowed, resolve hardened. He took another step. Suddenly, the force exploded, flinging him backward. Deuce crashed into the wall, pain erupting in his head. Blood dripped from a gash on his forehead.