Ruin Me Until I’m Yours Novels & Stories

His cock brushed against my slick folds, heavy, demanding. His lips brushed my ear again, the final promise before the ruin. “Good girl. Now you’ll learn what it means to burn.” The Ruin The thick head of his cock pressed against me, sliding through my slick folds, coating him in my desperation. Every nerve in my body screamed, waiting, trembling on the edge he had built with every cruel command. “Beg for it,” he rasped, his voice rougher than the steam, his chest heaving with restraint. “I need you,” I gasped, nails digging into the wood beneath me. “Please, please, let me come on you.”

His voice was ragged now, close to unraveling. Her body shook, every nerve on fire. She came again, harder than before, her scream muffled against the pillow as she collapsed forward, trembling violently. Ryan followed, his movements growing frantic, desperate. He pulled her upright, her back against his chest, one hand on her throat, holding her head back as he thrust into her with feral intensity. His teeth scraped her ear. “You’re mine, butterfly. Mine to ruin, mine to love, mine to destroy if I want. Don’t ever forget that.”

"Got something to take care of. Try not to terrify any more women while I'm gone." I shoot him a bored look, and he smirks before heading out, leaving me alone with my thoughts. Bad fucking idea. I flag the bartender and order another martini, then another. The alcohol doesn't do shit except make my thoughts louder, more unbearable. Isla Moreau is my personal form of torment. A thorn buried so deep under my skin I can't rip it out no matter how much I fucking try. She thinks she's untouchable, some queen ruling over everything in her palm. That smug confidence, that razor-sharp tongue—she thrives on control, and that's exactly what I want to shatter.

“But know this—I’ll break every restraint you’ve built.” Sienna's eyes fluttered closed. “Please… don’t hurt me.” Instead, my lips found hers, rough and demanding. She tried to resist but melted beneath the strength of my touch, the intoxicating mix of threat and desire. My voice was a growl in her ear, “mercy is just another word for control and tonight I'd teach you." And in that moment, I wanted her to realize she was already mine—body, mind, and soul—whether she wanted it or not.

Leaning closer, I run my tongue over his bottom lip and whisper, “Fuck me harder, baby. I need it rough.” He lets out a growl and presses me up against the barn wall as he starts to fuck me in a hard, relentless rhythm that threatens to destroy my sanity. I slide my tongue into his mouth, needing to feel as close to him as possible. His fingers dig into my sore ass, and the feel of my nipples scraping against his hard chest is quickly pushing me to the breaking point.

Too close. His breath brushes my cheek. His silence roars. I swallow. My heart kicks into gear. “Well,” I rasp. “Guess I found your button.” His eyes darken. That unreadable calm twists into something harder. His hand doesn’t move. He’s not letting go until he decides I’ve learned something. The problem is, I haven’t learned a damn thing except that I like the way this feels. “I knew you’d break eventually,” I whisper. “Even statues crack if you press hard enough.”

“Take every last drop baby, we're not wasting any of this." Her knees buckle and she begins to fall apart, but I pick her up in my arms and lay her on the bed, her eyes drifting close from exhaustion. “You're ours now, Principessa."

He wrapped one strong hand around my throat and forced me to look at the mess I had left, a glossy, dripping puddle cooling on the leather. “Next station. Get on your fucking feet.” My entire body trembled. My pussy throbbed and leaked helplessly, ruined and empty again, denied right on the edge. His cock hovered above me, harder than ever, shining with my cream, pre-cum dripping in a long, steady string from the slit. I was completely destroyed. And we were not even close to done.

He responded by grabbing my face hungrily and kissing me back roughly. When we pulled away for air, I had already lost every sense of moral. "Please, I need you right now, ruin me, Cross." My voice sounded so desperate and needy in my ears but I didn't care. I reached out and grabbed his cock through his pants. He was as hard as rock.

“Take me like you own me. Ruin me until there’s nothing left but us. Fuck me like the world is burning and we’re the only ones who matter.” Victor’s control snapped like a taut wire. He scooped her up effortlessly, one arm under her ass, the other cradling her back, and carried her inside to the massive king-sized bed that dominated the master suite. Moonlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting silver light across their bodies as he set her down. His hands were everywhere at once — tearing the ruined dress completely off her, shredding the fabric until it lay in tatters on the floor. He stripped himself bare with impatient movements, revealing the powerful, muscled body tha