The Chad Vs The Virgin Novels & Stories

Chad frowned. Impatience was written all over his face. He sneered. “Brother, who the hell are you? I’m talking to Cynthia. Who are you to interrupt us?” “Excuse me, she’s my girlfriend. Is there something wrong with your eyes? Can’t you see she has rejected you? Why are you still here? Are you just looking for a fight?” Philip raised his face slightly. He could not help being amused at Chad’s frozen smile.

Chad barks. Chad leaves me alone in the cave. It's the first time I've ever felt completely and utterly alone. Chad swims across the lake. I should never have let Chad into my deepest, most sacred space. Now he knows where it is, and I am broken. I have nothing left that is mine.

I do not know what I am doing but all I know for sure is that his cock was made to make its home in my cunt. As I move around leisurely arising to squat over his cock and swallow him whole Phobos is quick to force me away as soon as he feels his head kissing my hole. "No, stop," He states arresting my hips halting my action of inserting him into me. "Why?" "Sex must wait." "Is it because you know I am a virgin now? You had no dilemma with initiating our mating when you thought I was a whore." He scowls disliking my filthy mouth that spews dirty words. "Do not speak this way. This is not you Theia."

Chad takes my hand and leads us to the VIP area. "What would you like to drink?" Chad asks. "Bring a bottle of vodka," I shout over the loud music. I might as well drown in my sorrows. Forget a little while. "Are you sure?" Chad asks, and I nod. I have never been drunk in my entire life and tonight want to know how it feels like to have a hangover. "Okay then" A girl in a black dress walks up to Chad to take his order. Her blonde hair is high in a ponytail. She flashes her cleavage in front of Chad, and I shake my head annoyed.

He knew the girl wouldn't be hurt because he had placed cotton around the handcuffs. After all the difficulties he had faced, he stood beside her, gazing at her face. Shanelle was truly a beautiful woman. Her angelic face captivated him instantly. His eyes then shifted to her chest. Although he couldn't say for sure, it was evident that she had a generous bosom. He believed he was the only man who had possessed her. He had taken Shanelle with great pleasure. He considered himself the luckiest man alive because, among all the women he had been intimate with, Shanelle was a genuine virgin.

“They didn’t tell me who it was going to be, so I didn’t know it was you when I arrived here. There was a possibility it was a guest of your family because I could never, ever imagine you…” “Me…?” he asked somberly. “That you will pay a prostitute for something like that. It’s just… I can’t imagine you having to pay for sex.” “You didn’t even know who you were meeting up with?” She nodded. “Yes. But… Madame Venus did say you were… safe. Even the others there… they said if the requirement hadn’t been for someone very new and virtually a… a virgin, they would have easily changed places with me. I don’t know if that should even be comforting. But to them it was… like since I was indeed a virgin

The longer this goes on the longer I run into the risk of having him take the last part of me that I had yet to be taken from me forcefully. Chad had taken a lot of things from me. He has humiliated me in ways that I had begged for death. He had even gone as far as nearly granting me death more than once. Never had he tried to take away my virginity though. My dignity was all I had left. I had to fight back.

Chad had never been so proud of anyone in his entire life. Chad had just shrugged on a shirt when a soft knock sounded on the door, pulling him out of his thoughts. Quickly, he rushed to the door, opening it with a smile on his face. Calista's face as a mirror of his, showing her obvious excitement to see him. "Are you ready?" She asked, looking at him closely. A nod was Chad's response as he rushed back to grab his motorcycle keys.

I get up from my place, lean over to kiss Gregory on the top of his head and shudder as a little spark of delight shoots through my body when my cheek brushes against Johnathan’s face. I have no reason to be angry at him. He didn’t do anything wrong, but the vision I had early haunts me. It’s stupid to be mad about something he hasn’t done yet, or may never do now that we know what’s coming, yet I can’t help myself. For the first time since I came to Haven’s Crest, I catch Chad as he brings Johnathan’s cocktails outside. I’ve never seen my mate finish any of them - he usually only has one or two drinks, but Chad always makes enough for at least six people.