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44. Sinful I don’t know when I slept but I woke up by 3:00am; I was exhausted and hungry, I felt weak to my bones like I was about to faint. I struggled to push myself out of bed and when I did, I saw a tray of covered dishes on the bedside table, and a note that read: Just rest A

He smirked slightly, recalling how she dashed out of his office as if he would kill her. But he won't deny the fact that he liked it. He knows it's forbidden, that's why it's attracting him more. Alluring him to do something sinful. He was no saint, more like the devil. Though he appears like a respectful man, he has taken enough souls that if some sane person knew they would stay miles away from him. In his world, he was the most ruthless of his kind. A merciless beast. Both vicious and powerful. The great Alpha Xander Colt of Moon pack.

She was temptation incarnate, a walking blasphemy in fishnet stockings and red lipstick. 'Sandra,' I said, forcing calm into my tone, 'these acts... they separate you from God's grace. You must repent.' 'Oh, I repent, Father. Every time I come here, I repent with you.' Her voice dropped, husky now. 'Tuesday, I hooked up with two bikers after my shift. They took me back to their garage, bent me over a Harley and took turns fucking my mouth and my cunt. One had this massive cock, veiny and throbbing, that stretched me so wide I screamed. The other gripped my throat while he pounded my ass, calling me their dirty little whore. I swallowed every drop they gave me, Father. Tasted like sin and sal

Chapter 3: Sacrilegious Surrender The weight of our escalating sins pressed upon me like the stone walls of the convent, unyielding and cold. Each dawn brought the tolling bells, calling us to prayer, but my devotions had twisted into something profane. From the pulpit, I spoke of redemption, yet my gaze lingered on Elena during mass, her form shrouded in black but her posture betraying the subtle shifts—thighs pressing together, cheeks heating under the veil. She was unraveling, her faith fracturing under the onslaught of desire, and I reveled in it. The priest in me recoiled, whispering of damnation, but the man—the dominant force she'd awakened—yearned to push further, to bind her not jus

The Lord doesn't accept the prayers of a sinner,” Roman whispered. "I'm not a sinner,” Sophia managed to hug her knees. “I’m not a sinner," "You were born a sinner, Sophia,” Alecia said again. “Chase told that to you. He did! Your parents were sinners! The man who kills for you is a sinner! The world you were born into is that of sinners! Everyone around you are sinners! That makes you a sinner!" "Please stop it,” Sophia covered her ears and placed her forehead on her knees. “I’m not a sinner. It doesn't mean I'm a sinner,"

I shivered as his fingers slowly crept higher, teasing the edge of my shorts before pushing the fabric aside. Two thick fingers traced my slick, swollen pussy lips, then sank deep inside me without warning. I had to bite down hard on my lower lip to keep from moaning out loud. He curled them expertly, stroking that sensitive spot inside me while his thumb found my clit and rubbed slow, teasing circles. “Such a naughty, dripping little cunt,” he whispered so quietly that only I could hear it, his breath hot against my ear. “Soaking Daddy’s fingers while your mother sits right next to you.”

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Sins Of My Body. Sins Of My Body was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Veronica speaks, the format will be as this: Veronica ~ “Let me go, creep.”)

“See, I’ve been struggling. I know what’s right. I know what the Bible says. But I see people… people in authority, people who are supposed to set an example… doing the exact opposite. And it makes me wonder. If they can’t resist, why should I even try?” He shifted in his chair. “We are all sinners, Lila. We all fall short. The important thing is to seek forgiveness, to strive…” “Do you seek forgiveness, Pastor?” I interrupted, my voice dropping to a low, intimate tone. I took a step toward him. “Every Wednesday? After you’re done with your… visits?” His face went pale. The confident mask slipped, revealing the man beneath looking guilty, cornered, and afraid. “I don’t know what you think yo

So trust me when I say that Sin's taking out a man like Fabian did the world all a favour. " Really?" I scoffed: "Like Sin isn’t any different from him. After all, he happens to be their boss, which makes him the biggest scumbag in the world.” The fury in my eyes is visible. I was pissed. pissed at the world, pissed at what had happened, pissed for having let sin win. I was pissed at myself for still wanting his touch. Maybe you are right, or maybe not. But you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Sin might look cold, intimidating, and emotionless, but trust me when I say he has a heart, one you are yet to unlock."

He rubbed it in slow, firm circles, the pressure sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. My knees buckled slightly. I leaned forward against the shelf, books wobbling as my forehead pressed into a spine. 'No sound,' I chanted in my head, but a soft, needy whine escaped anyway, muffled by my clenched teeth when my pussy clenched around nothing. Suddenly, it was aching to be filled, juices trickling down my inner thigh as he worked me harder, his middle finger dipping just inside my entrance before retreating to torment my clit again.