Ruin Me Until I’m Yours Novels & Stories

“You are mine. Say it.” “I’m yours,” I gasp. “I’m your toy—your filthy little toy. Please ruin me.” He groans loudly and drives deep, his cock pulsing as he explodes inside me. Hot cum floods my pussy in thick spurts while he keeps thrusting, milking every last drop.

‎ ‎And I did. ‎ ‎Every seconds sounds like too much and not enough. ‎ ‎Every part of me enjoyed him. ‎ ‎I begged with out words, gave him my body, my trust and gave him what he wanted. ‎ ‎And he took it all. ‎ ‎He pushed me to the edge and pulled me back. ‎ ‎Again. ‎ ‎And again. ‎ ‎Until I was shaking under him. ‎ ‎Collapsing into a deep sleep ‎ ‎I heard "don't worry ryo I got you before diffrinting into a deep sleep.

It was a fact. Deeper than want. Older than reason. She was mine. She'd been mine since the moment we met, since the moment she’d asked me to ruin her. And now— Now. Her blood was right there. One bite. One claim. And the bond? It would snap into place, and she'd be tied to me—body and soul. No more secrets. No more pretending. No more watching her walk away from me with that look in her eyes like she was already halfway gone.

“But I can also ruin you in ways he hasn’t even thought of yet. I can take my time. I can make you beg quieter. I can make you come so hard you forget whose name you’re supposed to say.” I was shaking. I hated that I was shaking. I hated even more that the heat between my legs was growing under his hand, that my body was responding to the control in his voice the same way it responded to Josh’s cruelty. Richard leaned in closer, his cock pressing harder against my lower back, thick and insistent.

He carried a large bouquet of roses and looked at me with a mix of regret and longing. "I was blind, Rosie. It felt like I was living in a dream before. Now that I've woken up, I realize I can't live without you." The set fell silent as everyone turned to watch. Allen had no shame declaring this in front of so many people. I felt thankful for having eaten lightly that morning; at least I had not thrown up yet. Allen continued his self-absorbed speech, "Can you give me another chance? Let's start over. We were engaged after all—"

my two treasures for a lifetime, i'm ready to strike violence all over again, be the most heartless and worst person that could ever live on earth just to keep them safe. THE END

Ruined Intro: She always gets what she wants! I grab her wrists, pinning them above her head. She trembles, her body vibrating with need. I slam my hips against her, letting her feel the length of me. “Every second I’ve spent with you today has made me want what I’m about to do to you now.”

I thrashed under him, dripping and desperate. "Say it," he demanded, his lips grazing my ear. "Say you want me to ruin you." "Ruin me," I gasped, my voice breaking. "Ruin me, Trouble." His growl vibrated through me. He freed himself, his thick length pressing at my entrance until I was trembling. And then he slammed into me. My vision blurred, and I screamed, my nails dragging down his inked arms as he filled me, stretching me. He drove me into the mattress with relentless thrusts, his hair falling into his face.

And kissing every inch I thought I’d lost. Because I need to ruin her. And maybe— Maybe she wants to be ruined by me too. “No.”

His cock poised again, throbbing between her thighs. He pressed in close, his voice dripping into her ear. “Now… I’m going to ruin you.” His cock throbbed between them, soaked from her dripping folds, slick with need. He looked into her eyes—half-lidded, glassy, trembling. “You’re mine,” he whispered, voice hoarse. “You understand me?” She nodded, barely able to speak. Jasmine’s mind wandered to his long-lost lover for only a second. Was she no longer his? She felt a tiny little joy stirring up first then it vanished as his voice played in her ear.