Sadistic Beauty Side Story Novels & Stories

Until she was untouched. But life rhymes, but not the way we want it to rhyme. A rich man showed interest in her. He asked for her one night but when he got to know she didn't sell her nights, he opted to claim her with force. And she retaliated in defense. This small act to save herself brought her into the clutches of the vicious man. Hamza Shah. He was all seven of the deadly sins. Hamza Shah,

Kayla asked while pointing in a certain direction. In that direction was a young man. Surrounding him was the smell of piss and sweat. The boy's face was pale and a look of horror and hopelessness was imprinted onto it. He looked traumatized and the boy was none other than Jace. "Hey, you!" Lucas called out harshly. The boy flinched before looking back at Lu7cas, his whole body trembling. Seeing his reaction, Lucas broke out into a large grin but to Jace, that was the devil's grin.

They enjoyed each other as he rode her roughly and squeezed her breasts hard as he bit down on her shoulder leaving a mark proudly. This intense and harrowing scene played out until Jack and Candy were left utterly drained. They hastily dressed, their hearts pounding with the lingering intensity of their encounter. As they made their way to the exit, their ears caught the sounds of a disturbing commotion in the neighboring room. Woman number one was receiving medical attention, her body bearing the cruel marks of a sadistic man who had taken things too far. Jack's blood boiled with anger - some men simply could not control their monstrous urges, crossing lines that should never be crossed.

She should suffer day and night that's what he thought. 'If I said I wasn't surprised to see her bare body, then it would be a lie.She's beautiful...She's heavenly... Her milky skin with a perfectly curved body was just a turned on.Yes, I had seen many girls naked before but was never turned on just by looking at them.My urges pushed me so hard that I was hardly able to control myself and wore her one of my black hoodies...It reached below her thighs as it was too big for her fragile body.'

He said, and his voice, like stone dipped into water. That was how low and gruff it was. It sent shivers down my spine that I nearly shivered. I had to control my urge to shudder. His finger caressed my nose. I still didn't recognize this man, but he seemed to know we quite well. "Don." A man, called. "Ms. Sabrina has arrived. Should I let her in?" "Tell her to come in." He said. His tone could make any lady's toe curl. The sound of stiletto heels, announced the woman that was approaching. Her heels echoed in the already silent room.

He hungered to hear the sickening crunch of her skull popping open like a fucking exploding watermelon. He continued to play, staring back at her with rapt attention as that graphic image kept appearing at the forefront of his mind. Keeping that devious smile plastered over his face. She switched positions, spreading her legs open before him. She was still naked after that earlier tryst with two human males and a female, her body reeking of sex.

“Silvia is just resting her head on his shoulder because she has no other option. It’s not a big deal. Hugo has little to no chance, knowing how stubborn she is.” Hugo’s face fell, the sting of her brutal honesty obvious. I winced internally, feeling bad for him. This wasn't a situation I wanted to be a part of, and I didn't want to pick a side. As I was about to say something to console him, I felt the beauty’s fingers creeping up my right thigh. My eyes snapped down, and my breath hitched as her hand closed possessively around my cock. I had never experienced this nasty side of her before, and I was loving it.

I spun on my heel so fast the guy didn’t have time to register what was happening before my knee came up—hard—right between his legs. He made a strangled noise, doubling over like someone had just unplugged him from life support. “Touch me again”, I said coldly, “and you’ll be drinking through a straw for the rest of your pathetic life.” One of his friends stood up from the table, smirking. “Feisty. I like it.” “Oh, you’re going to love this,” Natalie said sweetly—right before she smashed her half-empty glass across his shoulder. That’s when things exploded.

Heat pools in my cock the tension, the need, the wild and messy intimacy of it all. I finally pull back, the taste of her still lingering on my tongue, and sink back into the chair beside Atticus's bed. My pulse steadies, but the sight in front of me damn near starts it all over again. Atticus grins like a kid who just got away with something, but I'm pretty sure my smile matches his. And Beatrice... fuck, her cheeks are lit up like she's been caught doing something she shouldn't. She can't meet either of our eyes for more than a second without that blush deepening.

“People can see us.” “Good. Let them watch me claim what’s mine.” His hand slid lower on her back, fingers brushing the top of her ass. “Tonight I want every man in this room to know I’m the only one who gets to touch you. The only one who gets to fuck you. The only one who gets to make you cum.” Bella’s breath came faster. She pressed her face against his chest to hide how flushed she was. “You’re evil,” she whispered. He chuckled low. “You like it.”