Ravage Sexually Meaning Novels & Stories

means of alleviating my rage. I fucked my mate when I licked and ate her pussy out, leaving red angry bites on her laps and outer walls. Ilvira merely pushed and pressed herself against me asking for more. I gave it to her... Harder. When I couldn't hold on anymore, I pushed my groin into her like a savage beast as I pressed her face to the bed, taking her from behind. I didn't ask my mate if she was ready to take me. I took her regardless. I didn't question Ilvira if I was too hard on her. I went harder regardless. Serge was protesting but I did it anyway. Ilvira's screams and moans of pleasure could be heard throughout the pack because I made sure my force drove her insane. Every thrust E

To fall in love with someone who could be intimate with him, who wasn’t scared of getting close to someone like I was. I wasn’t stupid. I could see how love could be a wonderful thing. How sex gave pleasure, not just pain, but the mere thought of me having sex sent me into a panic attack where I had flashbacks of my mother and that rogue. It wasn’t the first time men tried to attack us. It’s the damn reason the Wolvin pack was started by Racheal so many years ago. Being rogue brings out the worst in people. At least when wolves turn feral, they become animals. But rogues? They take what they want without ever thinking about anyone else but themselves. I had seen the worst of the worst werewo

“Tell Jah what you are.” “I’m your desperate royal slut… your Lioness in heat… please fuck me… destroy this divine pussy with your mighty Lion cock… stretch me open… ruin me… breed me deep under the moon… fill me with your holy seed… I’m your filthy Rastafarian whore… please!” He grabbed her hips with rough, bruising strength, yanked her forward, and slammed into her in one savage, balls-deep thrust.

We were beyond the realm of gentle pleasure; this was a primal and unbridled frenzy, driven by an insatiable hunger that consumed us both. Her cries echoed through the confined space of the SUV, merging with the sounds of our bodies colliding in a tempestuous rhythm. Every impact fueled the flames of desire, pushing us closer to the edge of sanity. Sweat trickled down our bodies, mingling with the intoxicating scent of sex that hung in the air.

"I don't do it because I couldn't bring myself to note that it's better for you to be alive then dead for me but also you're like a sweet temptation to me. I want to ruin your innocence. I want to be the man that corrupted you. No one else." He leaned in closer to my ear. "I want to ruin you, red." his voice shaking with desire when he kisses my neck, We look one another in the eye and I can tell he's missed my touch as much as I've missed his. I lift my hand to his face and stare into his dark eyes. "I want you to ruin me." Know it's the worst timing to have sex, but at this point I do not care. I want to distract my mind from all shit that happened in the last week. I just want to feel som

like I was being fried alive in hot oil, he immediately stopped as I answered him and he gave out a maniac smile “Now answer me, how was your mother, was she a good person?” he again questioned me and this time I answered him swiftly “yess… yes she was” but upon hearing my answer he again started damaging my skin with the same belt, by now my whole back, arms and thighs were damaged and covered in my own blood, he had painted my body with my own blood, I felt very light as I saw darkness that was approaching me slowly however before I could allow that darkness to consume me whole I felt a sharp pain in between my leg’s which made my eyes go wide in shock as I saw Ravan was standing in betwe

“That’s so fucking deep. Your cock is splitting me open.” Ryker groaned, hands digging hard into her hips as her warm, dripping cunt swallowed him completely. She was tighter than he expected, hot and silky wet, pulsing around him. Without giving him a second to breathe, she started riding him like a woman possessed, bouncing hard on his dick. “Shit, yes. Ride that cock,” he growled, slapping her ass hard. The sound echoed in the private lounge. Riana threw her head back, moaning like a whore as she slammed down repeatedly. Her heavy tits bounced wildly in his face inside that tight red dress. “Fuck me harder, stranger. Destroy this pussy. I want it ruined tonight.”

Fix what I broke. I licked her until she was clean, until the wounds had sealed, until the only thing left was the slick of my saliva and the faint pink of healing flesh. Her taste flooded my mouth — blood and salt and her, the deep musk of her arousal mixed with my claim — and something stirred in my new body. Hardened. Wanted. I could take her again. She was right here, open and soft and mine. The wolf in me growled with need, urging me forward.

"If that's what it takes to keep you with me, then fuck it. I will do it again and again. Call it rape or whatever. I will make you making submit to me" "Like hell you will." The deep ferocious voice chilled each soul to bone.

maddeningly sweet and filthy. Between each thrust, Raphael chanted the words Xavier hated most. "I hate you.....I hate you, your ruined me, you ruined us." Raphael cried again and again, nails raking over Xavier’s shoulders, leaving red trails like desperate pryrs. "Then hate me on my cock," Xavier grunted, thrusting deeper, faster, mind unraveling. The room filled with sweat, musk, and the sound of skin slapping. Wet. Primal. Obscene. Xavier devoured him.