Suami Yang Kejam Novels & Stories

"You could fuck anyone... but not my friends! Not them! They're like brothers to me." Damian laughed, wiping the blood from his lip. "Brothers? We were, until you started treating Linda like shit. Ignoring her, cheating on her. She deserves better." Dominic nodded, his hand resting possessively on my lower back. "And we're giving it to her. Right in front of you, so you can see what real men do." Jarrett's eyes widened, horror dawning. "What? No... you can't..." "Oh, we can," Damian said, his voice dropping to a growl. "Watch us fuck your wife, Jarrett. Watch us make her come like you never could. Maybe you'll learn something."

He says, bringing himself closer as he whispers into my ear. Before I could say anything I was being ripped out of his grasp. "Get your fucking hands off of my girl." I hear a low voice say, almost in warning. "Your girl? More like your prostitue." He laughs. "She’s pathetic, do what you want with her. But keep her? She’s not that type of girl ." Jamie laughs, insulting me as he strolls away from the two of us. My body starts shaking and anxiety fills my being as I hold onto Jack's shirt.

I need him to suffer more than this. Jasamina's bruised up body and pained cries as she tried to breastfeed her baby those months ago filled my head, fueling my anger. Her fear of intimacy. The things she said about the way he maltreats her and forces men on her. That horrified look on her face whenever her mind wanders off to the past....to her husband. No. Not nearly enough. I turn him on the ground and climb on top of him before punching him. The sound of his bone cracking reflects against my fist and I grab him up before punching him again. Blood fill his mouth and his nose.

What were the risks he was willing to take just to break me? And I was sure Jamal would rather chew off his own hands than let Antonio anywhere near his property. The two were like fire and ice. Jamal was like a brimming volcano. Sometimes he knew when to play it cool, but I’ve seen him fight, I’ve seen him kill, I’ve seen him do the most brutal things you couldn’t even imagine. He was fire, capable of destroying everything in his path just to have what he wanted.

"No, she doesn't. She's not as good as you are!" Jamar answered the slut furiously riding him. He had never been ridden this hard, and now that he thought about, his wife had never given him a ride at all. It was all just a bunch of missionary and hearing this slut giggle at his reply, he wondered if this slut would let him put it in that incredible ass of hers.

With this anger, he faced Jane and lashed out at her “Woman, I’m very familiar with this trick of yours. Many shameless woman like you had also claimed that I’m their husband in the past. Do you want me to show you how ruthless I can be to a woman as shameless as yourself, trying to steal another's husband in broad daylight?”

Knowing Jeremy he is utterly infuriated after I told him everything and he took out his anger, he tried to punch Blaze but I forgot to tell Jeremy Blaze possesses ruthless strength as he caught his hand and twisted it and punched him in the jaw. “Stay away from my wife.” Blaze warned him, punching him again as everyone came and pulled them away. I lowered my head, forcing my tears to not fall and curled my hands in a fist. They held Jeremy back but who will hold this savage beast? Blaze was about to hit him again but I held his shirt from back tightly which stopped him immediately.

I lined him up and sank down hard, taking every inch in one motion. “Oh my God…” Jeremy moaned, eyes rolling back. I started riding him like I hated him-- fast, harsh deep, grinding my clit against his pelvis with every bounce. My tits bounced in his face as I grabbed his hands and made him slap my ass hard. “Harder,” I growled. “Fuck me like you hate your cous. Fill this cheating pussy. Breed your cousin while she’s just newly wedded.” Jeremy lost it. He thrust up into me wildly, hands gripping my hips, moaning my name loud The wet slapping sounds filled the basement. I rode him harder, whispering the nastiest shit in his ear:

Hurting Ryan and Jabal is like hurting themselves. Kelvin's fear was not to fight with Jamal, but seeing Ryan and Jasmine together weakens his heart. He felt so hurt he could not fight well with Jamal. Jamal could not fight Kelvin well because he fears he might hurt Jasmine's mate. His love for his sister is what prevents him from fighting Kelvin.

Dax shouted. “She's my wife, so find a woman that is not married to care for and stop meddling in my marital affairs.” Liam calmly said with rage in his eyes. Dax relaxed back in his seat and slyly smiled at Liam with anger plastered on his face. “A woman like Carmen doesn't deserve a coward like you! Because only cowards hurt the woman that they claim to care about!” Dax stated. Liam withdrew from his seat and yanked Dax towards him. His rage was at a point where he felt like he was suffocating in his anger.