Virginity Taken Novels & Stories

This alone shows that she spent a night with one of the rich heirs. The guy must be crazy. She remembered how he was rough with her last night. Despite her being a virgin, he still did not hold back and was thrusting into her with no mercy. Now Henry will be disappointed in her when he finds out she’s no longer a virgin. She always rejected Henry whenever he tried to kiss or hug her, saying they would do that on their wedding night. Now everything is gone. Her virginity was taken away by an unknown man. Her eyes fell on the mirror, and she almost screamed when she saw her body was covered with hickeys.

He took away my most treasured possession, the only reason I could still consider myself a woman even if I wasn't independent and wealthy; my pride, my virginity. I felt used, I felt shattered, and I felt hurt. Was this among one of the prices I had to pay for Mom or something? Was this among one of the tortures fate had in stock for me or what? That I lost my body, my pride, and my virginity that I had kept for 23 whole years to a strange man, a man I don't love or have any feelings for, was that it?

I didn’t want to. His bedroom door clicked shut behind us, and suddenly I was on his bed, beneath him, hair fanned out across the pillows. He paused, forehead resting against mine. “I need to ask you something,” he whispered. “Okay.” “Are you sure?” I looked up at him. “I’m a virgin,” I said. “But I’m not afraid of you.” His hands shook slightly as he touched my cheek. “You don’t have to prove anything.” “I’m not trying to,” I whispered. “I just… want you. Not because of the contract. Not because of the baby. Just you.”

"If you go through with this, there's no going back now. Are you ready for that?" He believed I was just throwing a tantrum and that I could never bear to walk away. After loving him for six years, I knew exactly what was going through his head with a single glance. So, I didn't bother arguing and looked straight at the elder. Then, I uttered clearly and steadily, "Yes. "I, Kyna Lupen, before the witnesses of the Elders, reject Alaric Goremane as my mate." The faint, careless smile on Alaric's face froze as he gawked at me, as if he'd never expected my resolve. But as the proud Alpha he was, he quickly recovered his usual cold, calm composure.

Her name: Elara Vale. The convent called it an external placement program. An act of gratitude for his generous donations. But Damien knew the truth. It was a transaction. And it intrigued him far more than he’d like to admit. A virgin. A girl who had never been touched, never spoken to a man without a prayer on her lips. A girl who would blush at bare ankles, tremble at coarse language, and bow her head when addressed. She would be his maid. Damien wasn’t a man of faith. But he had rituals of his own. And breaking this one would be deliberate. Exquisite.

I immediately told Celine everything that I knew. "A person who truly loves you won't hurt you like that. He also won't care that you're not a virgin. If you enjoy the feeling of sleeping with someone, you should do it the right way. Besides, you can get a hymenoplasty if he does care about you having your virginity intact." Celine's eyes lit up when she learned that she could undergo a procedure to restore her hymen. She then stopped using her other entrance whenever she slept with Jeffrey. In the end, she broke up with Jeffrey, and Mom eventually introduced a wealthy heir to her.

I sucked in a sharp breath, but before I could react, she shoved me into the master bedroom and locked the door from the outside. Her icy voice drifted through the door. "I still have work to do. Stay here by yourself tonight." I searched through the entire bedroom and couldn't find a single piece of clothing. Even the bedsheets and curtains had been removed. At first, I thought being naked in the bedroom didn't matter. Until beams of reflected light suddenly flashed from the villa across the street. Several women were fighting over a telescope. "So he's Michael, the guy whose virginity's going up for auction. Thank goodness Rachel let us inspect the goods in advance. Makes it easier to bid

“This was a bad idea. Forget I ever said anything.” As I was about to walk away, Nate reached for my arm across the table, and wrapped his hand around my wrist, gently pulling me back down into my chair again. “No, no—sit,” he said, trying to compose himself. Then he drew in a long breath. “Vivi, you’re someone really precious to me, and I would do anything for you.” My throat felt dry. “But?” “But...taking your virginity?” He shook his head with a soft chuckle. “That’s not exactly something I can just agree to on the spot. It’s a pretty big deal.”

“It’s not going to lead us anywhere. Let’s break the bond, Joel. You can’t keep hurting yourself like this.” “Hurt myself?” He stepped closer, his gaze drilling into mine, sharp and unyielding. “I kept myself for you, Scarlet. I—” “I never asked you to,” I shot back, though my hands betrayed me, trembling slightly at my sides. The truth was crueler than my words—I felt it too. Every pull. Every ache. “I never asked you to sacrifice your life for me.” “I’m a virgin, Scarlet,” he said quietly, his voice cracking in a way that made my heart twist. “And you know it. I didn’t touch any woman because I was waiting for the right one.”

I’d not slept a lot, turning over in my head how I was going to rectify this situation. I had decided if I let this part of the game go on any longer, there was every chance I would give up my virginity. He did something to me when we were intimate. It was like I was instantly under his spell, and willing to do anything to please him. It was dangerous, and I had to stop. Clearly to him, taking my virginity would simply be another notch on his bedpost. I was determined not to let that happen.