I Took Away The Tyrant's Virginity Novels & Stories

We have a rule: we don't share the heart. I groaned, falling back onto the floorboards beside him. "You played me," I muttered. Victor was curled on his side, his face a deep, burning red. He looked like a wolf who’d never seen the moon before. A virgin stage-performer—the irony was a bitter pill to swallow. "I didn't think you’d find out," he whispered. "I didn't think..." "That we’d actually mate? You and me both."

If these were the last moments of my life, I refused to let the last thing he saw be me begging. "If you please me, I might even keep you and make you my mistress," He ran a hand over my thigh and his touch felt like a slug crawling over my skin. "You’d have a warm bed and scraps from my table. Better than rotting in a forest, wouldn't you say?" ​The disgust rose in my throat until I couldn't hold it back. I gathered every bit of moisture in my mouth and spat directly into his arrogant face.

Tyler was holding her head in place, moving his face closer to hers… Then all of a sudden, something was lurching him backwards. “GET OFF HER!” It took Mia a few moments to realise who the voice belonged to, but then Ryan’s face, taught with rage came into view. Tyler rounded on him, his own expression filled with hate. “What the hell bro? This has nothing to do with you!” “She said NO! She’s not interested in you Tyler! Back off!” Ryan countered. “Of course she’s interested,” Tyler snarled. “You just don’t like the idea of me taking her precious virginity. You want it for yourself? Don’t you?”

Yesterday, I had truly lost everything. I gave my virginity to a man I didn’t know. And today, I woke up as a one-night misters worth one million dollars. I crushed the check in my hand. Fine. If the world wanted me to be wicked, then I would become the most wicked of all. With this money, I would survive, stand on my own feet, and repay Steven for the pain he caused me. I would never depend on anyone again. But two weeks later, I had to bury my plans for revenge when the doctor delivered shocking news.

Arniel replied, he was nervous because the Tyrant had been quiet. "Did you know that there's something sweet about death?" the Tyrant mumbled. "I d-on't know, Master," Arniel said tremblingly. "Of course, because there is no—" A loud gunshot rang out as Arniel's body fell on the floor "Sweet about Death." The Tyrant mumbled then blew the smoke that came from the gun. "Isn't that what you want master?" It was Ino. "Yes, but not anymore. I realize that she has already suffered enough— And I considered her as my daughter after all" Tyrant replied then lit a cigarette "But she chose to run away and leave me— I could do nothing if that was what she chose."

Virginia teases me " There is nothing left to resist, you have already given everything away.” I tried to remain serious, but it was impossible and we both burst out laughing, because of course she was right, there was no way I could pretend that I hadn't fallen for Ethan's trick when he took my virginity the night before. I had told Virginia the whole truth about the night of the auction, and after a great lecture about friendship and trust, now we were talking about the current situation.

I was a wolfless daughter, unwanted by my pack and ignored by my father. On my eighteenth birthday, he finally gave me a gift: a death sentence. I was chosen to become the eleventh bride of Tyrant Conri, the Alpha King feared by the entire realm. Ten wives had entered his palace before me. Ten had died, torn apart by the tyrant’s own hands. But before I could be sent to his bed, I was attacked in a dark alley—and saved by a stranger with burning green eyes. He touched me. Kissed me. Marked me. Then vanished before the bond could be completed. Now I am trapped in the palace of the monster king, wearing the title of his bride, while my body still remembers the man from the alley. I don’t know

Desire that I had never known before took control of my body. I gave in to lust. I took Tory’s virginity. We are each other’s firsts. But that morning, I regretted the whole thing. I threw Tory out of the apartment. When the guys returned, the apartment had been restored it to its usual order. No one would suspect about what happened the night before. “She was sixteen, alone and pregnant. Her father puts pressure on her. He was adamant in the decision that Tory should abort the baby." I closed my eyes. I never thought that.

I leaned in closer, lips brushing her ear as my hand slid down to grip her waist possessively. “If you want to regret it, at least let me lose my virginity first… Let me bury my raw cock balls-deep in that fat pussy, no condom, sixty-nine position. I want to fuck you for hours—hard, nasty, and raw, in every corner, bent over the counter with your tits pressed against the mirror while I pump load after load of my virgin cum into you until you can’t even stand straight." “Tarzan!” she gasped, eyes wide with shock.

" Tiara looked at him in awe. He gave her the feeling of her father. He was a virgin, and her mother was the first woman he ever tasted. "Wow!! I pray to the Moon Goddess that she will bless you with a second chance mate for whom you’re saving your virginity." Tiara said. "I don’t want a second chance mate," Wylder said quickly, shaking his head. "Not after what happened the first time. It’s not that I want to stay a virgin, Ara, like your elder brother Colton, but at the same time, I just can’t sleep with a random girl just like that Calvin." "Oh! Does that mean you want sex?" Tiara teased him.