Trevor And The Virgin 2 Novels & Stories

She was still very much wanting more and still in the mood to take more but Reid collapsed beside her, pulling her to his chest and kissing her on her forehead. She wanted more but she didn't regret losing her virginity to him. She enjoyed the time she had with him and was hoping for more the next time. “I love you, Maria. I love you so damn much!” he said again, kissing her forehead and her lips. “I love you, Reid,” she returned. She wrapped her hands around him and he could see him dozing off already. “Now, let's go wash up,” she had just lost her virginity, she was meant to be the one who got dead tired but here he was sleeping already.

Everything flew from his mind when he turned to look at the bed for his boxers. He saw the blood stains on the bedspread, darker than its original shade and dry, exposed when he'd pulled the blankets to the side of the bed when he'd stood up. He could feel his head swelling like a balloon getting infused with air. The woman... the prostitute. The one who got paid to have sex with him last night... ... was a virgin. The sexy vamp in her tiny red dress... ... was a fucking virgin. What the fuck was a virgin doing in his bed last night?

He wants her to realize that she's not better without him. Of course, Vivs won't back down. She had decided not to back down. Her heart isn't that brittle to brake completely. "Oh, I sure can!" she said while wiping her tears. He was shocked with her answer but he didn't let it show. He instead crossed her arms and let out a forced grin. "If you can get a new boyfriend and sleep with him in the next two days, I'll let you do what you want." Vivs was, of course, nervous. How will she find someone to sleep with in just two days?! Also given that she had never done that before because... your know, she's a virgin. A twenty-four year old virgin lady.

She paused with her hand on the cold steel of the vault door. ​“I’ve booked us two separate flights out of Heathrow for 14:00 GMT. We need to disappear, brief the board remotely, and let the storm blow over. But before we leave,” she turned, the gravity of the subterranean space settling on her. “Vos tracked Tudor by tracking the necessity. Now we know what he can do. We need to find the necessity that is tracking him.” ​“What is that?” I asked. ​“The person who forced him to force our hand,” she said, her eyes flashing with a cold, new determination. “The real puppet master. And I think I know where to look.”

Damn, I wish that towel had fallen. I see her, taste her,, and I want her again. But I wanted to wait to take her virginity. I do not understand why wait. But somethingis is telling me too. But I look at her in her towel.. She dropss it. I see her shoulders, nothing else. Damn! I said.” Out loud. Wade! You okay,, sweetie my mom said.

"Whether she is or isn't a virgin is none of your business." "Who? Trinity?" Tina enquired, joining in on the conversation. Trinity groaned, if she was blushing before, her cheeks were on fire now. "Me. I'm the virgin here. Can we please stop talking about it now?" Tina and Tyler had identical expressions of shocked mixed in with a good dose of humour on their faces. Trinity would've laughed if she wasn't so mortified. It was Tina who recovered first. "Who would've thought this brute here could wait for so long. Make it memorable for her tonight, will ya?"

“Please!” The virgin screams, weakly and without any hope for her survival. Until her cry and begs are just a whispering wind from a distance. “That’s it, find your way out, dig your way out and come to your master.” He then opens his arms wide as a sharp claw attached to a tentacle emerges from the virgin’s belly. Wherein blood and flesh splatter and fountain to the place. He satisfyingly laughs as the virgin cries in pain and helplessly as the chimera emerges and out with the prominent cry of a child.

I could see the way his rim fluttered with every plea, slick and pink and begging. “Want him to take your virgin ass?” I teased, running my hand over his overly sensitive dick. I barely brushed the head and he jerked away with a loud moan, hips snapping up like he couldn’t decide whether to chase or escape the touch. “Think you’re ready for that, pretty boy?” He nodded frantically, tears spilling over. “Yes… yes… please Daddy… need it so bad…” “I want to watch…” Trevor murmured breathy beside me, voice shaking.

Composed, he says, cupping my cheek so softly, locking eyes with me. I hit his hand away, and his jaws clenched. Fantastic, I'm already getting on his nerves. “Alpha Trevor lied to you. I am not a virgin,” I declare, watching his expression for any sign, and this time I see it, though it's not what I expected. Hurt quickly flashes his bloodshot eyes; he appears betrayed, but not the kind of betrayal from a man—by a woman, someone he trusted. “You understand what you're saying?” he asks, and I shrug and reply,

"N-No! Pain... It's hurting." Trevor was stunned. It was as if he realized something. He saw my crying face; my scream was painful. He lowered his gaze and took out his member only to see the blood coming out. "You are a virgin?" he asked in disbelief. His voice was faint and his tone was utter confusion. I sobbed, shaking my head in pain. My wolf and my body still yeared him even after the pain. My body just wanted to release and release. The heat in my belly rose up as the pain overpowered the pain he gave me.