Ruthless Desires Series Novels & Stories

She studied the room, the gigantic king sized bed, the beautiful draperies and the ancient, yet beautiful chandeliers and the dais at the far end of the vast room. Madison made up her mind as she laid down to rest, that she was going to run away from the pack. ******* When Caden had first sent for Alpha Rupert's niece whom he had heard was incredibly gorgeous but without a mate, he had not expected to see such Beauty. He had almost swore that she was the most attractive woman he had ever seen. When he kissed her, he wanted more. He had intended to spend the night with her but he did not think he could spend the night with her, without touching her.

The awe in my heart was larger than I had ever experienced. Her skin was smooth and her legs were as fine as wine. I saw her hair drip with water and her face appeared cleaner than usual. My thoughts eroded with desires but I shut them off at an instant. Without wasting much time, I went back to the Chevrolet and while I sat in the driver's seat, waiting for her….I thought about what I saw. "Now I see Mr. Dante was extra protective of her, she is a goddamn beauty but that's fucking selfish, I shall have her too."

Their eyes stayed on us, unblinking, as we moved together without shame, so exposed it felt unreal, like desire had forgotten it was supposed to be private. “Ahhh… fuck,” I growled, throwing my head back as she took my balls into her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.” “She’s good,” Lilith muttered, not bothering to lower her voice. Ruth’s breasts shifted with every slow movement along my length, the soft weight of them rising and falling in my line of sight. The gentle curve, the way they moved so helplessly with her rhythm, pulled a low, aching want from my chest, raw and immediate, impossible to ignore

The selfish bastard inside me was fueled with the need to claim the girl that I’ve all these years silently and recklessly considered mine. The Devil is a title and reputation I’ve very much earned. When a Devil wants something, he takes it. And I’ve ignored my own wants and needs long enough. It’s time I give in to the urge to drive Kasey to the edge of madness and show her the darker sides to be found in pleasure. The ones carefully mixed with an appropriate measure of pain. “Take your clothes off. Let me see you.” Her nostrils flare, the spark of defiance igniting in her eyes urging her to fight me on this, but tonight, I won’t be relinquishing any of my control.

Natalie’s POV I shuddered with desire as I slipped one finger into my moist cunt. An overwhelming mixture of relief and pleasure engulfed me and I relaxed against the wall, parting my legs further to allow easy passage for my finger. My chest rose and fell rapidly as I slid my finger in and out of my pussy, eager to quench the flames of desire that I’d suppressed for weeks. After Jake, I’d made a promise to never touch myself until I could find someone else to fuck me. But against the desire that threatened to consume me, that promise meant nothing.

But the look in his eyes… The raw, desperate need… made my resistance crumble. "What do you want me to do?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. He smiled, slow and wicked. "First, I want you to touch yourself.” I hesitated for only a moment, then leaned back on my hands, spreading my legs wide. My skirt was still hanging up around my waist, my pussy exposed. I looked directly into the lens as I slid two fingers through my pussy, collecting the mixture of his cum and my own wetness, then brought them to my mouth, tasting it

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

A discreet engraved plate hidden against her throat would read: PROPERTY OF SAINT VALENTI – RETURN IF FOUND CUM-SOAKED. He dangled it in front of her tear-streaked, cum-splattered face. “Last chance to run, Raven. Put this on and there is no safe-word, no escape, no pretending you don’t cream your thighs every time I breathe in your direction. You’ll be my personal fucktoy, my breeding bitch, my collared whore until one of us is dead. Choose.” Raven’s chest heaved. Her cunt clenched on nothing, pushing out another thick river of their mixed fluids that ran down to soak her asshole and the sheets beneath. She was trembling, oversensitive, ruined, and still desperate for more.

“This pussy knows who it wants.” Jen’s hands fisted his hair, hips grinding shamelessly. “Fuck… yes… don’t stop.” Pleasure coiled tight, fast and vicious. He added a third finger, stretching her, thumb pressing her clit in brutal circles. She shattered with a choked cry…“Marcus! Oh god, coming!”...thighs trembling, juices coating his chin. He rose, kissing her hard, letting her taste herself. “Stay with me today,” he rasped, freeing his cock and rubbing the head along her slick entrance. “Let me fuck the doubt out of you.”

And every word only made me tighter, wetter, and more desperate for the end. “Look at me, slut,” he barked, his voice gravelly and raw. I forced my eyes open, seeing his face contorted in a mask of pure, primal lust. He looked like a god of war, and I was the territory he had finally won. “I’m going to ruin you for anyone else,” he promised, his thrusts becoming shallower, faster, and more frantic. “You’re never going to feel another touch without thinking of this. Without thinking of me.”