Mature Cheating Novels & Stories

“So, are you ready, my little princess?” “No! Please don’t...” He just smiles at my words and thrusts his hips forward, forcing himself inside me. He lets out a low growl as I swallow my scream of pain. I can’t stop the tear that escapes this time, and he smiles when he sees it. “So tight, my little princess, but not a virgin, so the mate did complete the mating with you...” He lowers his voice even more and moves to whisper into my ear “Did you know a mate can feel when they are cheating, whether it is by consent or not, it still feels like a betrayal to them..”

I loved the way he thrust into my p***y and after some good long thrusts in to my core , he lastly withdrew his half flaccid d**k out of me , glistening with both our juices. "I'm exhausted let's sleep " ,l uttered out before l collapsed down on his bed . " One of my best nights ", He murmured before he pulled me more closer to him . Cuddling with him , l stared at his hairy chest in disbelief . Ignoring the intense sex , l now wished he was my husband . Skilled in bed with care and love , he was an opposite of Mark . Even when I was still beautiful with no kids , Mark used to be toxic instead of showing love to me . With this , now l had to Iive with what l have done . As bad as it sounded

"Oh, right. You said high-society marriages are just business deals. That keeping a young mistress is normal. "So let's say, for argument's sake, I did cheat. Scott broke our vows first. That would just make me a woman who knows how to play by the rules." I took a step to the side, just enough to dodge Joel's hand reaching for mine. "Besides—" My voice stayed even. "You've all been dying to know who really owns Vespera since the buyout, right?" Joel's head snapped toward me. The cold night air bit at my skin as I met his stare, my voice quiet but detached.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

"Their words are law in this city. You’re fighting a tide you cannot stop. Even if he’s cheating—and I know he is—you just have to ignore it. Focus on having his heir. Once you have a Stormfang heir in your arms, you’ll have a solid, unbreakable footing in the pack. Nobody can touch you then." ​"I don't want his money, and I don't want his power!" I shouted, the sound echoing off the thin walls. “He abandoned me at the altar three times, Mom.” My mother took a breath. "Honestly, Zara, even if you refuse to reconcile with him and find someone else, he'll still cheat. All men cheat. It's in their DNA." “No Mom, I don't agree with you,” I said, rising to my feet. “Not all men cheat. I'm pretty

I beg you, don't cheat on me with other she-wolves. After assuring me that he would never cheat on me, Matthew proceeded to provide me with instructions regarding what I should communicate to the alpha king regarding my checkup. Matthew vowed that he would never deceive or cheat on me ever. "And while we're on the topic, make sure you tell the alpha king that I gave you some medication to speed up the process of getting pregnant so that you both could start a family as soon as possible. Also, make sure you take these vitamins regularly. In the event that he had any questions regarding the medicines."

"I poured everything I had into her. I trained her to be the perfect wife. "However, what about her?" He walked behind me, forcing out a couple of tears, acting like he was both heartbroken and reluctant to expose the truth. "Not only does she not appreciate me, but she's also been cheating behind my back. Using the money I earned to support another man." The livestream's popularity skyrocketed, quickly surpassing three hundred thousand viewers. The chat exploded. The entire internet seemed to be waiting for this so-called "ultimate cheating reveal." [Matthias got it rough. This woman is disgusting.]

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

Hashtags like #NickEmotionallyAbusesWife, #TheTruthBehindEliteMarriages, and #AshleySuffersInSilence shot to the top of the trending charts. Countless misled netizens flooded my livestream account, cursing me as a spoiled rich man who had driven his wife into another man's arms. It was Brian's final strike—his last desperate attempt to flip the narrative and cast himself as a victim. "Do you want me to handle this?" Chelsey asked, her tone like ice as she scrolled through the venomous comments on her tablet. I shook my head. "No need. He's just a clown dancing on borrowed time." I didn't respond. I didn't defend myself because I knew lies collapse on their own. Truth doesn't need to shout.

"Stop telling me I did nothing wrong; you touched me alright, and that is cheating. I have a mate, and I cheated on him." "That is not cheating, love. Not if you are doing that with your one true mate." His words gave me a pause, and again, I felt the tightening in my chest. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice low. "This is the reason you cannot resist me. I am your mate, which is the same reason why you should never feel guilty; on the contrary, all along, you've been cheating on me." "You are not my mate; I don't even know what you are or who you are; you do not smell like a werewolf."