Novel & Cerita Shatter Me Series Spice Level

Note: The chapter contains mature content. Only mature audience shall view this chapter. Veda's tears fell like rain, her heart shattered into a million pieces as Adyant's words echoed in her mind: "Hate, disgust, and contempt. I feel them every time I see your face." She wandered aimlessly, lost in thought, until she found herself in the garden. The stars above twinkled like diamonds, but her world felt dark and empty. She was surrounded with peace and calm but only she knew the chaos which was pacing with high intensity inside her mind.

Her legs shook uncontrollably. Antonio still didn’t stop. He leaned in one more time, voice a dark whisper against her ear while Levi watched in fascinated silence. “Third one. Come for me again so your boy toy can see exactly what he’s never been able to give you.” His fingers curled viciously. His thumb pressed down. Mira shattered. The third orgasm was almost painful in its strength. She came with a raw, broken cry, squirting around his hand, soaking his wrist and the bed beneath her. Her entire body locked up, then collapsed, trembling and oversensitive.

And then— I end it. Power surges. Not explosive. Not chaotic. Controlled. Focused. Absolute. I don’t tear her apart. I don’t burn her. I don’t destroy the body. I go deeper. Straight to the core. To whatever she’s become. To whatever is holding her together. And I crush it. She screams. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just— Real. Raw. Final. The shadows collapse. Disintegrate. Fade. No escape. No retreat. No second chance.

“Let me feel it. Shatter for me, princess.” It was the command that broke her. A sharp, ragged cry tore from her lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated release. Her body convulsed around me, a series of rhythmic, gripping spasms that squeezed my cock with impossible pressure. The sensation tore a roar from my own throat. My own climax detonated at the base of my spine, a white-hot eruption that flooded her, pulse after relentless pulse, as I buried myself to the hilt and held there, shaking.

It coiled low inside me, ripping my sanity apart one wicked second at a time. I was about to break. I needed to break. I clutched at my head, fingers burying into my hair as the pressure inside me reached a terrifying, beautiful peak. "Oh shit! I'm about—!" I sobbed out, body straining upward toward him. "Shit— Oh fuck—!" "Yes, Sunshine," he snarled, never letting up. "Give it to me. Break for me." "Oh God!!" I shattered. Pleasure ripped through me, so sharp and overwhelming I could barely breathe.

A pot shatters somewhere behind us. She comes apart. Her pussy clamps down, milking me in violent spasms. Her scream is my name, punched out of her lungs, echoing off the glass walls. Her body arches, tits pressed to my chest, thighs shaking around my hips. I follow her over the edge.

The world freezes. The energy stills. The system— breaks. Cracks spiderweb outward. Rapid. Violent. Unstoppable. “What are you—?!” the core screams. “Ending you,” I reply. The connection surges. Stronger. Brighter. Overwhelming. And then— it happens. The core shatters. Not explosively. Not violently. Clean. Precise. Final. The entire space collapses inward. Light fractures. Darkness implodes. Everything— everything—

“Because I want to fall apart for you. Because I can’t take it anymore and I don’t want to unless you’re the one who breaks me.” Silence. The room spun, I was holding on by threads. And then, like she was granting life itself, she whispered, “You can cum.” I shattered. Everything inside me detonated at once. My back arched as I cried out, louder than I meant to, sobbing her name. Cum splashed across my stomach, my hand, the floor. I couldn’t stop shaking. My body jerked through the waves of release, violent, overwhelming, like it had been building for years, not minutes.

The boutique's washroom was open to all genders, so anyone could enter the washroom at any time. Kevin and I could hear Violet proclaiming loudly in a haughty tone, "I just wanted Daniel to kill Michelle off in order to appease him. Who would've thought that Michelle was that pathetic? Kevin never loved her at all! He still loves me the most at the end of the day! That's why Daniel had to kidnap me once again. "I feel that I've wasted my breath in describing how much Kevin loved Michelle to Daniel back then. What a shame." Upon hearing Violet's explanation, Kevin turned on his heel and returned to the wedding boutique.

This get away is more of a toxins related one. I need to get my mind off this bullshit. Now. S H A T T E R E D "ASSHOLE!" I grunted while laying another punch to the jocks now broken, bloody, damaged face. He was almost knocked out cold on the dirty alleyway ground as I kept his body pinned down which was almost two times bigger than mine. He pissed me off at the wrong time. I looked up for a split second during my chain of punches and that's when I saw it. The red and blue flashing lights.