Ruin Me Until I’m Yours Novels & Stories

I rasp, smirking, “you’ll get what you’re begging for.” This time, I let her go. She breaks, convulsing, sobbing around the gag as her orgasm rips through her. Her pussy strangles me, drags me over the edge, and I spill inside her with a guttural roar, buried so deep it feels like I’m fusing us together. I collapse on her chest, still grinding, still moving slow, wringing out every aftershock until she’s trembling and wrecked beneath me. “Not done,” I whisper against her throat, voice wrecked. “You think one orgasm’s enough? No, Sunshine. I’m going to ruin you until you can’t even remember your own name.”

he said, finally done slipping the dress off my body. He’s my ruin. I’ve always known that. “I’m your ruin,” he verbalized my thought, as if he read it. “I know,” I quickly spoke back. “And I’m yours to ruin, so why don’t you ruin me. Wreck my aching pussy and fuck me till I’m nothing but a whimpering mess at the mercy of your beautiful cock,” I added, lustfully driven.

"OOOH YESSS I WANTED THIS... OOOH YESSS... I'VE ALWAYS WANTED THIS! DESTROY ME, MAKE ME YOUR FILTHY SLUT... GOOOOD... YESSS... I WANNA TAKE IT ALL... FUUUUCK IT'S TOO MUCH!" "NO IT'S NOT—THIS IS JUST THE SCRATCH, FUCK!" I screamed HARDER, shattering, cumming so violent my pussy gripped his cock like a fist, milking him desperate. I shattered AGAIN, cumming harder—fuck, I lost count, didn't care. Body arched high, shaking uncontrollable, pain be damned—this felt so GOOD, so FUCKING GOOD I loved it, craved the ruin, the break. "OOOH YESSS... TAKE ME TAKE ME TAKE ME SO WELL, SO DEEP! I'VE BEEN WAITING TO RUIN YOU, MAKE THIS PUSSY ADDICTED TO MY COCK!"

“Come for me, pretty one.” I fist him and he shatters. It’s violent. Head thrown back, the first ribbon hitting his chest, the second striping my knuckles, the third milked out as I hold him through it, fucking him steady so the pleasure has nowhere to go but deeper. He cries out and clamps around me, and that’s it, my control snaps. I surge to my knees, haul him tight, and drive up into him with the kind of speed that lives between worship and ruin. “Mine,” I snarl against his throat. “Mine mine mine-”

Then he leaned down with his lips brushing my ear. “And tonight, I will make you cum so hard that you will forget your own name.” His words made my toe curl. Then he simply walked away without uttering another word, leaving me breathless and soaking wet, making me grip the table for balance. God, help me. I am damned to be ruined. ---

“I want to see your eyes when you realize you’re mine. Not because of a contract. Because you choose to be.” I met his gaze, saw the vulnerability beneath the dominance, the love beneath the lust. “I’m yours, Oberin. Completely. Forever.” He groaned, his pace becoming brutal. “And I’m yours. Every dark, twisted, obsessive part of me belongs to you. Say my name when you come. Let me hear it.” The shadows on my clit pulsed in a pattern that drove me over the edge. My orgasm ripped through me like lightning, violent and endless, and I screamed his name exactly as he demanded.

“All fucking yours. Don’t stop. Don’t you dαre stop!” “Oh‚ I’m not stopping‚” he grunted. “You begged for this. You’re gonnα tαke every inch.” “Yes! Killian‚ fuck—fuck me hαrder!” He slαmmed into me‚ so deep I thought I’d lose my dαmn mind. “You like it when I ruin you like this?” “Yes! Ruin me! Fucking ruin me!”

Ruin Me, Enemy Daddy is dark, heavy and filled with surprises. Please read the following carefully. - Strong language - Explicit sexual content - Violence and graphic scenes - Murder and assassination - Torture - Emotional abuse and manipulation - Coercion and obsessive behavior - Moral ambiguity - Betrayal - Forced proximity and captivity - Death of loved ones This is a dark mafia romance. The love here is complicated and it is costly. The characters are flawed in ways that will frustrate you, unsettle you, and at certain points make you question everything you thought you wanted from a love story. That is intentional and frankly the point.

My baby would be safe again— we’d never have to suffer hardship. Aaron Moonstone, begin to dig your grave. I will ruin you and enjoy doing it.

Abigail shouted. She had someone to open a box. "I fixed your suit. At least take a look!" I glanced at it briefly. The torn areas of the suit had been mended with gold thread, but the once-refined design was completely ruined and looked gaudy. "I already said that I don't want it. No matter how much I once liked something, once it's damaged, it's ruined," I said. I looked at her coldly. "Abigail, I don't love you anymore. I'm Grace's fiance. Please show some respect from now on."