Rough Trade Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Far across the city, in the fog-wrapped forests that bordered the outskirts, a man ran on four limbs—barefoot and shirtless—toward the circle of cabins hidden within the pines. He shifted as he entered the clearing, bones snapping, muscles rearranging until he stood tall again, panting and human. Inside the largest cabin, seated before a roaring fire, was a man with golden eyes. Radiating dominance, power, and age, the Rogue Alpha didn’t move as the scout knelt before him. “She’s attending the gala, Alpha.” The golden-eyed man finally turned his head. His gaze was ancient and dangerous. “Elaina Rivers?” “Yes. She received the invitation this morning.”

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ Alpha Flynn's POV ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ ⛧☾༺♰༻☽⛧ I had to take care of this fast. I moved carefully over a twig on the grassy floor so it wouldn't snap, inching closer to the rogue who was still busy peeing. When I got close enough, the bastard finally looked at me. His mouth opened to scream as the cigarette fell out, but before any sound could escape, I slashed my claws across his throat.

I screamed when he increased his face and thrusts became more rough. After a little while, he grabbed both of my thighs tightly, parting them even more and holding them in that position and started thrusting in me deeper. His strokes became rough and fast, almost painful. “AHH! RIVEN!” I screamed like a cavewoman when he f*cked me harder and faster. If I said Kevin was f*cking me senselessly like an animal before, then it was nothing compared to how Riven was f*cking me now.

"SHIT!" "I thought you liked it rough." Travis grunted as he began to move. Closing my eyes, I didn't bother responding, instead choosing to enjoy the sensations Travis was making me feel while he thrust himself in and out of me. "Just like that..." I moaned, arching my back slightly so that he could move deeper. Laughing Travis just continued to move. Hiking my legs over his arms, Travis lifted my ass off the ground so that he could pound into me even harder, causing all the sanity I had left to begin to slip.

The very one relationship I had ended with him saying I was too closed off, then I lost my virginity in the back of a delivery truck with a guy whose last name I never got. My phone buzzed and when I checked, it was that same anonymous guy who's starting to make my heart beats again. "Number seven specifically? Or the whole team?" He asked. I almost smiled and typed back. "Him specifically. The whole team is irritating but he is something else. He plays like he already knows he is going to win before it even starts and everyone lets him because he is pretty, it is actually embarrassing to watch." "Pretty?" he typed back almost immediately.

It felt unreal but as beautiful as the sun to feel each other's exposure to one another. Their noses met. Just then, Anna winced. She was undoubtedly uncomfortable by this touch. However, Aiden had turned himself on. But he pulled back. He held his breath. His arms blocking either way of Anna. The nails he had forgotten to clip this morning, due to the hurries over arrangements for her arrival, now scratched through the costly designed wallpaper, plucking it away by bits. He blocked her now, "Please...I plead. Don't do anything to me...I swear, I'll try to do anything for you.... anything...."

I hated Kane Ravenwood before I ever spoke to him. The ruthless captain of the Ravens Hockey Team ruined my brother’s career and turned our family into campus gossip. Everyone worships him like a king, but I know the monster beneath the crown. Arrogant. Violent. Untouchable. So when he suddenly asks me to fake date him to save his reputation after a scandal, I should’ve said no. Instead, I made a deal with the devil. Now he’s everywhere. Touching me. Watching me. Controlling who talks to me. Calling me like he already owns me. The worst part? The fake relationship doesn’t feel fake anymore. Because behind his cruel smirk and bloodstained knuckles is a broken boy hid

No matter how cold it was outside, her pussy kept his cock warm and fuzzy. "Uh-Huh, you can control yourself, hmm?" He enrages her hormones with his dirty talk. He makes her cry, writhe in pleasure whilst he tried to finish himself off as quickly as possible. He applies more force than usual. The car almost shakes at his thrusts. Ravine's jaw falls open as her eyes roll to the back of her head. He was being too rough, but she loved how he can handle her without any second thoughts. Who else was into rough games? Ravine surely is into it, so was Aaron on a whole new level than her.

He uses his free hand to make the tears slightly bigger and then smiles, "So I am not the only one to have some extra fun with you..." I feel embarrassed and ashamed as he sees the scars that crisscross over my chest from when I was with Valentino. He then continues, "So you also like it rough and rough enough to leave the evidence on your skin... I wonder who it was?... With all this fight you have, I bet it was Beta Raphael as he has a rough streak to him... Or was it your mate Alpha Zachariah?... Playing rough with his human plaything..."

I listened through the schoolroom windows while scrubbing floors, teaching myself math until I could calculate numbers faster than the noble kids sitting at the desks. They treated me like trash, but inside my own head, I belonged to no one. "You arrogant rat!" Mara raised the whip again, her arm shaking. "I'll teach you a good lesson on behalf of our Alpha, right now!" The whip came down hard. Riven, my wolf, spoke inside my mind. 'Drop the bottle! Let her hit it! Rook will break her jaw if she smashes one million dollars!' 'Rook won't listen to a servant,' I responded. 'He'll just say I dropped it on purpose and try to frame her.'