Ravage Sexually Novels & Stories

Every time the weapon plunges inside me, it hits the exact spot the aphrodisiac has sensitized, sending jolts of pure electricity straight to my core. Riven is using the tool to hollow me out, his pace fast, heavy, and punishing in the tight space of the driver's seat. He is carving me open from the inside out, and I am letting him. "Please," I groan into my hand, my legs locking around his shoulders, pulling him closer even as I hate myself for it. I am completely unhinged, my hips bucking wildly against the metal. "Riven, fuck... I'm going to blow."

I knew my femininity was thoroughly aroused by the inhumane treatment Marius was giving it. I don't mind at all. In fact, I want him to pound it even harder. With that thought in mind, I wasn't surprised when those words slipped from my lips. "Go on, pound it harder! Oh goodness, Marius, I want you to ravage that pussy! Mmmnnn... Wreck it! Shit! Destroy it! I love what you do! Mmmnnn..." "Yeah? You want me to destroy it, huh?" he said, and with that, Marius unleashed a dangerous assault that caused my eyes to widen in shock."

“If we’re doing this, we’re doing it right. You’ve got a nasty pain kink and a filthy degradation kink, little rabbit. So I’m giving you an out… because once I start ruining you, I won’t stop until you scream it.” My pulse thunders in my ears. “W-what are you going to do to me?” Blaze leans in until his lips brush my ear, his breath hot against my skin. “I’m going to fucking destroy you,” he whispers, dark and vicious. “I’m going to break you apart, wreck that tight little hole, and ruin you so completely you’ll never be able to pretend you’re straight again. So be a good boy… and remember that safe word. Because the only thing that’s going to save you tonight is if you beg me to stop.”

She gasped, the sting blooming into heat. “Say it louder.” “Yes!” Another slap, harder this time. “Who owns this body?” “You,” Raven moaned, her knees trembling. “Mine.” His teeth grazed her ear, his voice a dangerous growl. “Every inch of you, mine to take, mine to break, mine to worship.” Her body quivered under him, need clawing at her insides. With a harsh tug, he tore the lace aside, his fingers plunging into her wetness. Raven cried out, her nails scraping against the marble. He pumped into her mercilessly, each thrust of his hand matching the brutal rhythm of his breath.

The room sounded like pure depravity, wet, rhythmic slaps, obscene squelching, my broken screams, and his animal growls. Up and down he worked me, letting me feel every devastating inch split me apart. Sweat dripped from his jaw onto my bouncing tits and I licked my lips and tasted salt and him. My nails clawed bloody furrows down his back, and he only snarled deeper and fucked me harder. “That’s it, scratch me up, baby. Mark me while I ruin this pretty little cunt. Everyone’s going to see my back tomorrow and know exactly who you belong to.”

I suck my fingers clean, eyes never leaving the window. Then I speak, loud enough for the microphone to catch if there is one. “Come closer,” I say, voice wrecked but clear. “If you’re man enough. Come see what real breeding looks like. Because this—” I spread my legs wider, letting more cum leak out “—this is what you’ll never get.” Matteo’s hand closes around my throat—over the collar—squeezing just enough to make my pulse jump. “You’re playing with fire, baby.”

It seemed like his confident was back. “You can call me a pervert, a sex maniac and a beast but if worst comes to worst, I will really force you. But I will do that because I don’t want to lose you. It was my fault when I lost you years ago but I will do even the extreme to have you back and keep you. I don’t want to go through all the things I went through when I was in the US. I did a lot of things which I didn’t imagine I could just to stay faithful to you though we were not officially on anymore. Eventually you will know all about what. It’s inevitable that I will make love to you and maybe sometimes, I will fuck you…” She gasped in disgust. He was really vular when it comes to the t

“But she’s not you, Raven. She’s not our mate.” Karl groans, his cock twitching as he pulls free from the woman’s mouth, his cum splattering across her tits in thick ropes. Dane follows, his release spraying her back, his breath coming in harsh pants as he steps away. The woman collapses onto the bed, her body trembling, her chest heaving. Roran’s fingers finally slip beneath my panties, against my soaked folds. “Your turn, mate,” he growls, his lips brushing my ear. “Scream all you want. We’ll make sure it’s for pleasure.”

Throw into the mix someone hurting their mate, and you have a combustible situation. I said nothing, wanting her to be comfortable to continue. “He had been trying to kiss me, but I kept moving my face away from him. He stunk. Like rotting flesh,” she said as a shiver rolled over her body. Rogue. Definitely a rogue. “He was going to rape me, but then somebody slammed into him, pushing him off me. They said they had to go, the Alpha was on his way,” she murmured, lost in her thoughts.

Juices and cum frothed around his pistoning shaft, dripping in messy strings onto the bloody canvas. Riven pulled out suddenly and flipped her onto her back. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and folded her in half again, driving back inside in a deep mating press. The new angle made her scream louder as he hammered her cervix. “Mine,” he roared, pounding her mercilessly. “This pussy belongs to me. I’m gonna breed you raw in front of all these bastards so they know exactly who fucked you stupid.” Her walls fluttered wildly around his huge cock. She was so wet the sloppy sounds were louder than the crowd. “Yes—fuck me, Riven! Ruin your prize! Fill me with your thick cum!”