#you go to break my hymen and it grabs you and twists like one of the parasyte: the maxim parasites

[kpop-dungeon-dark]

Hell. (Lucifer Kris Wu/Yifan x You)

•TRIGGER WARNING•

Warning(s): Non-Con and fucked up twisted shit. You are legal in this. Read at your own risk.

"Mmm…" She hummed and smiled, nuzzling into the much older man and inhaling his scent while he held her tight to his chest. "Oh… I should get going now~ I have class in an hour~" glancing at the clock on the bedside table, the girl sat up slowly with a pout.

"Get going?" Yifan chuckled at her before grabbing her ass and pulling her into him, clicking his tongue. "Nah… you'll stay here with me like my good toy now~" Y/n looked at him and giggled, taking the covers off to her to get out of bed.

"Chill dude… we just met like last night. Don't expect anything only because we fucked. You have a looooong way to go if you want to impress me…" Before she went to step off the bed but her hand was captured in Yifan's much bigger one.

"Impress you? Tsk. You're branded as my belonging now that I've fucked you, finally. You're mine now. Nobody and nothing can get you out of my world now, you're officially a satanist after you opened your legs for The Devil. You're nothing but my fuck toy now." His lips brushed against her ear as he chuckled to himself. "You don't have a choice."

Turning around to look at him, Y/n started struggling as she got creeped out. "U- Uh… okay… weirdo… I really gotta go now~" trying to back away, she tried to break out of his grip. Her friends were right. Maybe single older men really were fucking nutjobs.

"You're not going anywhere!" Yifan's complexion darkened before horns grew out of his temples whilst his hair turned white and back to its original length which was til his waistline. "I came up here looking for a new toy as the last one…" He sickly grinned. "Anyways. I've found you now and have decided that you'll be my little slut from now on." Y/n was shaking as his pupils disappeared, blank white eyes staring down at her now.

"O- Oh… m- my fucking G- God… n- no way…" She whispered, only causing the man to laugh at her. "H- Holy fucking shit-" she was cut off when everything around them started to disappear, as of they were standing in a tornado, their surroundings starting to spin before getting distorted to the point where Y/n's human mind couldn't decipher it anymore.

"Welcome to your new house, my pet." Yifan mightily spoke when it finally stopped and they were standing in a dark hall now that was illuminated by an unknown source. "There's only one rule for little slaves like you. Behave well, get treated well." The man- fucking Devil's voice was so much deeper and inhuman now, his tall frame growing even more as well as expanding.

"T- This can't be real… th- this can't be real!" Y/n shook as she looked around, her senses numbed whilst she knelt in front of him, the shock too much for her legs to still work.

"Tsk. It is real. Very real. Since the beginning of time. And now you're a part of it." His teeth seemed sharp, almost like fangs.

"They're awaiting you in the court, Father." Y/n jumped when she heard an even more inhuman voice from behind, making her gasp and stagger towards Yifan when she looked back at the abomination of a creature standing behind her, staring at Yifan through its plain black eyes.

It was a literally mutilated half bull and half human looking thing. Her head was spinning.

"I don't condone a pathetic little human like you being disrespectful to my people!" A harsh kick landed in her side, making her groan in pain. "Pathetic fucking slaves like you show respect and please their owners. Tsk. Apologize!" He boomed while glaring down at the shaking human, expecting her to just suck up the fact that her one night stand had turned out to be The fucking Devil and had brought her to Hell. "Apologise, I said!" A whip appeared in his hand before he controlled her mind, making her get on all fours while crawling to the creature that was waiting silently. "I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY!" Before the whip made of lightning whipped her back, making a whole jolt go down her back.

"I am sorry! I am s- sorry, Master! P- Please forgive me!" The girl shook while crying, the mind control forcing her to kiss the creature's animal-like feet. "I didn't m- mean to-! Please!" When Yifan landed another whip, she cried out in agony, holding the creature's feet desperately.

It only nodded in response, silently saying something in a language of whispers and hissed she didn't understand before it left.

"Good slut." Since her ass was in perfect view, Yifan kicked it from behind, making her let out an embarrassing yelp before he grabbed her hair. "Now. Let's go and introduce you in court." Starting to walk swiftly, the Devil basically dragged her against the rough floors by her hair, his own feet in the air, almost.

It wasn't long before they reached two huge doors made of gold which instantly opened for Yifan, a huge courtroom like that of a king inside. Y/n felt her heart beat getting even more erratic when The Devil started to drag her inside, causing her knees to start getting torn now, all the creatures standing on either sides almost impossible to decipher by a human mind.

"This, my people, is my new toy and slave!" Lucifer announced as his people cheered, letting go of Y/n's hair in the middle of the court and ascending up the stairs and onto his throne, sitting like the royalty that he was. "But this pathetic little human here thinks she can deny me and disrespect our kind!" Everyone let out angry hisses and groans, speaking in that one language she didn't understand, making her let out a sob.

"We must teach her a lesson now, shouldn't we?!" Everyone cheered in response, rushing to the screaming girl when their Ruler nodded at them, pulling and pushing at the smaller body from every direction. Y/n wanted to call out for help to no one in particular but her tongue froze upon The Devil's power.

The human was on the verge of knocking out but she couldn't, forced to take all the slaps, pushes, pulls, pokes and abuse. Yifan laughed like a maniac. "Now now, don't touch her little privates. That's mine~" her slits closed up. "Take her elsewhere until I am done with court, we have important business to do here~" and with that, those creatures dragged her out of court.

She couldn't speak, she couldn't run, she couldn't knock out and she couldn't die.

.

"That's enough!" After what felt like days of turmoil, Lucifer finally stopped those creatures that had destroyed Y/n's body again and again only for it to heal again. "Come here now…" Grabbing at her arm, he pulled her up to her feet as her slits opened up again, gesturing at everyone to leave before he looked down at her. “Have you learned?” The human had no choice but to nod in desperation, ready to do anything to not go through the turmoil those God forbidden creatures put her through.

“Good.” Before her brain could decipher any of it, they were standing in a huge room and a heavy door was shutting behind them, The Devil throwing her naked form on the bed before his own clothes disappeared. “See, I am not a bad Master, my slave” crawling on top of her, he deeply spoke before kissing her cheek and then her soft lips. “Not at all… I take well care of my toys and play with them all the time but…” Dipping his middle finger in her mouth, Yifan picked her up and closer to him by snaking an arm around her waist, plunging his middle finger in her pucker and making her cry out wordlessly as she couldn't use her tongue.

"But for good treatment you must show good behavior, my little toy…" Kissing her lips harshly, he tortured her asshole before his red and hot tail slipped in, replacing his finger as he kissed and bit at her tits now. "Fuck… you're so tight and soft" Yifan grunted and rubbed his balls against her soft folds, healing her hymen back up just so she could bleed when he plunged his huge cock in, moaning even more when he felt it's shape in her stomach.

The human wanted to struggle and scream but instead let out moans under compulsion, her body betraying her mind and making her try to ride him more and more, the shape of his manhood very clear to see. Y/n hated how good her pussy felt because of his compulsion.

"You like this, don't you, my little pet? Tsk. Look at you! Being raped by The fucking Devil and enjoying it!" He smacked her cheek before gripping it and kissing her deeper, pushing his tongue in her mouth and entering it in her throat, gripping her neck and feeling it, moaning loudly in satisfaction while pumping his cock in and out of her pussy whilst his tail toyed with her ass.

"Look at you! Shaking and crying like a needy little slut!" Gripping her hands, he pinned them above her head and licked at her tears with his now long Devil tongue, thrusting harder and harder, her holes expanding more and more when the girth of his cock and tail was increased by him.

"That's right. You're mine! My toy! My little slave! That's all you are and will ever be good for! Fuck!" The human couldn't help but helplessly nod and moan. She was powerless.

And Yifan wasn't done just yet. They had a long way to go before he'd be satisfied for the day.

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Pyrrha is tired of how dense Jaune is and decides to do something about it. She ties him to his bed before getting him hard with her mouth then proceeds to use his cock on every virgin hole she has, and as she proceeds to suck and fuck him keeps telling him that it's his fault she had to resort to this

Pyrrha has had it. She was going to do what she must to be with Jaune. Even if that meant telling him straight up. So when they were on the balcony for training she looked at him. “Jaune we need to talk.” She said putting her weapon aside. Jaune paused, sheathing his weapon and swallowing. Pyrrha had a serious look on her face, and he started running through everything that he had done that day, wondering if he had offended her somehow. “Jaune you’ve been doing so well and have progressed so much from the first day we’ve done this. And I’m glad for that.” She said as she smiled at him. “But there’s something you must know, something I should have told you since the beginning of he year.” She said making it sound like he did something by accident.

Jaune swallowed again, this time audibly, a cold sweet breaking out over his brow. What had he done? His mind was running through every interaction he could remember having with Pyrrha, but he couldn't figure out what he did wrong. "Pyrrha, whatever I did, I am sorry!"

“W-What? Jaune what do you mean?” Pyrrha said as her thoughts were interrupted by the blondes rambles. “No I mean I’ve had these feelings for a long time and I want to let you know about it.”

Shock was the predominant emotion Jaune was feeling. "Feelings for me...why me? You could do so much better?" the blonde asked, gaping at the stunning redhead.

“YES! I’ve been having these feelings for you for so long! And better? Who do you think can be better?!” Pyrrha said getting a bit irritated at Jaune, she honestly thought those hints she gave from day to day would let him know.

Jaune knew that he had to be honest here. "*Anyone* could be better than me...face it, Pyrrha, I...I'm *pathetic* compared to anyone you could get. Why settle?"

“Your.. you.. J.A.U.N.E.” Her eye was twitching as her hands gripped the air and made to grab him but she held herself back from strangling him. “You.. nnghhh...” then in a fit of anger she then punched him hard enough to knock Jaune out. “OH MY GOD JAUNE!” She yelled realizing what she did as she caught him and put his head on her lap. Jaune groaned in his unwilling sleep, unable to feel the softness of Pyrrha's thighs or enjoy the scent of her skin. Looking down at Jaune, Pyrrha sighed glad he wasn’t too hurt. But then got an idea. Slowly she dragged him to their dorm and laid him on bed. Quickly grabbing some strong rope she then stripped Jaune naked and did the same to herself. Then she began to tie Jaune up with his arms and legs bounced she looked at his third leg and smiled as she began to stroke it before leaning up to kiss Jaune on his lips with her soft ones. Jaune moaned as he slowly woke, the pain in his head being warred against by the pleasure between his legs. Cracking his eyes open, he inhaled sharply as he saw a naked Pyrrha, full breasts and curved hips and shaven pussy, looking at him with a smile, her hand on his still limp cock. “Sorry for the Um.. hit I didn’t want to hurt you Jaune. I just got, frustrated and well I’m doing this for two reasons.” She said as she kissed him once more. “For forgiveness, and to show you how I feel for you.” She said as she moved down and then kissed his cock before she began to suck on the tip now. Jaune inhaled sharply, muscles in his stomach bunching as wet heat wrapped around his sensitive tip, something that after a moment, he recognized as her *tongue* flicking over it. Despite himself, he was quickly becoming hard.

“Mmnnn... hmmmm...” Pyrrha hummed as she sucked his cock. She bobbed her head and looked up at him with her kind green eyes. Soon enough she took it down her throat, never taking anything like it making her gag Cutely on it as she was planning to give him ALL her virginities~ Jaune groaned as he threw his head back, the throb from the punch all but forgotten as pleasure flooded him. He had never even been *kissed* by a girl before just a few moments ago, and he wasn't sure how to handle it. She kept going as she bobbed her head low enough for his balls to gently pat against her chin. She hummed and fondled his balls at the same time as well.

Jaune groaned as Pyrrha's soft lips swallowed up his cock, her tongue whipping around the sensitive shaft. He arched, pulling at the restraints, but they were tied too well. "P-P-*Pyrrha!* Gonna...*gonna*--!" Hearing him groaning she quickly moved her head faster and made sure the tip of his cock went down her throat each time. After doing this a few more times she quickly moved so the head was in her mouth and she swirled her tongue around the tip trying to get him to cum. Jaune did everything he could to keep himself from cumming, but it was a futile struggle. Not only was it something he had never dealt with before, he honestly didn't *want* to stop. *"C-cumming!!!"* he gasped, his eyes squeezing shut as his balls emptied themselves of their first salvo. Her eyes closed as Pyrrha eagerly gulped down all of Jaune’s cum. The feeling of his warm seed going down her throat and into her mouth was amazing. And the taste was even better. Once he finished she pulled off and gave a gentle sweet kiss to the tip of his member. Jaune panted as he recovered from his orgasm, his cock twitching as he watched Pyrrha's throat bob as she loudly swallowed. He mimicked the action, knowing that the streams of cum he had just released within Pyrrha's mouth was now within her belly. He shuddered as she kissed his tip, her hand coming up and caressing his heavy balls as she hummed.

“You still got more in you right Jaune~?” She said as she felt his cock get hard and soon she moved up. Her legs going next to her hips as she sat on his lap. She then panted and rubbed herself against Jaune’s body her breasts against his chest and his cock being sandwiched between her soft asscheeks. “It’s gonna get better~” she said as she held his member and aligned it with her back hole. Jaune groaned as an almost impossible tightness wrapped around his cock, a burning heat covering his shaft. Opening his eyes, he was met with the sight of Pyrrha sitting upright on him, biting her lower lip, her cheeks rosy. Glancing down at him, her lips turned upwards into a naughty smile as she spread her legs and revealed her soaking pussy, letting him know *where* his cock was right now. “A-AHH~! Oh... oh gods~ that might’ve been risky but ooooh it was worth it~” Pyrrha said as she panted and put her hands on his thighs and began to move her hips up until he tip of his cock was just inside of her and pushed back down as it went back in fully. “H-How does my ass feel Jaune~? Cause Nngh... you feel amazing~” she cooed while rubbing her still untouched pussy with two fingers getting it wet and ready for his next orgasm when he was done with her ass. Jaune said nothing, a gurgle being the only thing escaping his mouth as Pyrrha bounced up and down on his shaft, her breasts jiggling and bouncing as she moved, throwing her head back and moaning loudly, making his cheeks burn. He felt her toned, but still somehow soft asscheeks slap against his inner thighs and balls every time she came down upon him, the ever so slight sting somehow only making this better. “Nnnng... Jaune I’m such a naughty girl~ pleasuring myself with your cock... ah~ and it’s in my ass~ how does that make you feel~?” Pyrrha asked as she moaned louder feeling his cock throb inside her, her heat getting much more exited as it dropped onto his abdomen. Her eyes staring into Jaune’s blue once’s as she continued to fuck herself on him with the intent of taking his load.

Juane licked his lips as his cock throbbed, knowing that his shaft spit out pre into Pyrrha's body. "...good..." he whispered weakly, still wondering *why* Pyrrha was doing this, but unable to care anymore. "...it feels so *good*, Pyrrha..."

“Mmnnn... it feels so warm~” she said rubbing her belly and she saw chin oozing out a little. Smirking she moved her hips a bit and felt him get hard while inside her. “Ah~! Final round~” she said seductively before she moved her body up slowly. His cock came out of her ass and as it lined up with her wet slit she looked into Jaune’s eyes. “I love you Jaune, I’ve always have.” She confessed before going down and moaning out in both pain and pleasure as Jaune’s cock took her virginity.

"Pyrrha!...are you okay?" Jaune's cock throbbed angrily in the wetness that coated his cock, despite his worry. His balls ached despite wanting to stop this to spare his partner, the girl who for some reason, saw reason to love him, the pain he had inflicted.

“Y-Yes.. Jaune.. I’m fine... I may not have thought this part through... nnngh.” She let out a few deep breaths as a bit of blood had came from her Pussy meaning she had her hymen broken by his cock. Also meaning that she had gave herself to him as well. After a few seconds the pain passed and Pyrrha yelped feeling a sensation of sharp pleasure hit her when Jaune’s cock throbbed inside. “Oh that feels sooooo much better!”

Jaune's eyes crossed as Pyrrha's walls squeezed around him as she started to rise and lower herself on him, even faster than when she had used her ass. He knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. "Pyrrha...I..." he threw his head back as she hilted herself and twisted her hips, "Can't hold much longer...!" he warned.

“Nnngh.. oh gods Jaune let it out~ cum inside Me~!” Pyrrha said loudly as she bounced her hips against his, his cock hilting in each time as she felt her Pussy being stretched more and more. Soon enough she came and tossed her head back as she orgasm’s her pussy clenching down and milking his cock for its baby batter. Jaune cried out as he finally came, shooting rope after rope of his thick seed into Pyrrha's body, so much that excess oozed out and dripped back down onto his hips. He slumped, breathing heavily as he watched (and felt) Pyrrha shake and shudder on top of him. “Nnngh.. Ah~ oooooh~ yeseesss~” Pyrrha said quietly as she felt herself getting filled up and creampied by her love. She let out a few deep breaths and rubbed her abdomen before she looked at Jaune before she laid on top of him and gave him an nice passionate kiss. Despite himself, Jaune kissed her back, tangling his tongue with hers, shuddering when Pyrrha's soft breasts rubbed against his chest, making his still hard cock twitch within Pyrrha's cum-slick pussy. Pyrrha mewled as she ended the kiss and sighed before laying her head at the crook of Jaune’s neck. “Hmmmm.... that was nice... so.. I hope you can understand that I love you Jaune. And no one else.” She said rubbing his cheek softly before resting her head against his.

(Thank you to @vecnawrites for the help with this!)

[kpop-goestheweasel]

Frustrations - M

Anon said: OK ok so how about a himchan smut 😘😘😘. Like first time with his (virgin) gf. But like instead of making the girl an innocent lamb can the girl be like really out there nd stuff with her sexual frustration lol

*Rated M for Maknaes not allowed ~ Seriously, preserve the innocence!

It’s now or never.  It’s do or die… seriously.  You felt like you were about to explode with sexual frustration.  And damn it, he wasn’t making a move.  Even after all the hints you were practically shoving down his throat throughout the whole duration of your date, he remained a perfect gentleman.  What does a girl have to do to chuck her V card out the window?

For far too long you had to take a back burner in conversations where your friends shared their sexual escapades.  At your age, it was nothing short of downright humiliating to have nothing to add, no stories to tell.  Your hymen was going to make you a social outcast while your hormones were going to lead to an early grave.  One way or another, something had to give.  And if he wasn’t going to take the initiative, you were going to have to take things into your own hands.  

“Himchan, Baby… How long are you going to wait?”  The raised eyebrow and slight pout that he gave you clued you to his innocent confusion.  Had you not gotten yourself so worked up in your own attempts to seduce him throughout dinner, you would have found the expression cute rather than scream-worthy annoying.  Did other girls have to work this hard to get a little something-something?

A small sound, something between a sigh and a growl, vibrated in your throat as you reached across the car and took his hand in yours.  You watched as Himchan furrowed his eyebrows, unsure of your intentions as you pulled his hand across the car to your lap.  “I’ve been ready for a while.  Are you going to do something about it or am I going to have to get creative?” you challenged before leading his hand up the short skirt of your dress to show him just how ready you were. Your gaze remained on him as his eyes immediately widened with understanding.

“Jagiya, your first time is kind of a big deal. I just want you to be absolutely sure so you don’t regret anything. I want it to be a good experience for you,” he explained, scratching the back of his head with the hand that wasn’t currently shoved up your skirt. It was rather heartwarming that he was so concerned with your well being even as his pants grew tighter at the feeling of your heat against his fingers. Still, that was not what you were looking for right now. Tonight you didn’t want your ever-so-gentlemanly Himchan. Tonight you wanted primal, passionate, sensual Himchan giving you all that he’s got.

Keeping a hand atop his that remained under your skirt, you reached across the car and ran your other hand up his thigh before palming his growing arousal. “Jagi, if you don’t take me by the end of the night, we’re both going to have regrets,” you countered. Hesitation still held Himchan in his seat. You watched the lust darken his eyes and his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed the lump in his throat, but that wasn’t enough. Running your hand firmly over his bulge, you raised your eyebrows at him, daring him to pass this up.

With a little squeak of excitement and surprise, you found yourself being pulled across the car to his lap for a hungry kiss that you happily returned. His hands were all over your body as your skin heated with anticipation. You needed this so bad, you needed him. It felt so damn good to finally be touched in the ways he had only done so in your fantasies. His hands felt so much better than your own as they crawled up your thighs and slowly crept under your skirt. “No underwear,” he groaned under a breath to himself, breaking from the kiss to lean his forehead against your shoulder as you straddled him in the driver’s seat. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

You scoffed at his dramatics. “It’ll be a great death,” you replied, rocking your hips against his. He hissed on a breath at the contact before finally attacking you with a deep kiss. You arched into him, needing all the contact you could get before a blaring horn pulled you both back to reality.

Giggling, you leaned against him, startled as well as amused at the fact that you had interrupted your own heated moment by honking the horn of the car with your ass. With a blush, you pulled away to look at him. “My roommates are out of the night. Why don’t we move this inside?” you suggested. Watching the turmoil take over your boyfriend’s senses, you gave him a glare. “Don’t you dare back out on me now. I’ve been waiting too long for this. I demand my night of passionate lovemaking, dangit.” There was no argument to your statement; you were going to get what you wanted and you weren’t taking no for an answer.  You’ve waited long enough and there was no one you would rather share this moment with than the man that held your heart in the palm of his hand.

“Okay,” Himchan agreed with a nod. He gave you a small, loving smile before taking a kiss from your lips and pulling the keys from the ignition. “Let’s go inside.”

It took nearly no time at all for you both to crawl out of the car and scurry into the small house you shared with a couple friends, both of which being kind enough to go out for the night to give you some real privacy with your boyfriend. Shamelessly, you hadn’t been too quiet about your intentions for the night, and like the good friends your roommates were, they had been all too happy to help you out in any way they could. From helping pick out your outfit to lending a hand with your hair and makeup, they were in full support of you getting yourself some action for the first time in your life.

As soon as you stumbled into the house, pulling Himchan along with you, your hands and lips were all over him. Your patience was wearing thin and he had way too much clothing on for your liking. Unfortunately, his intentions for the evening were quite different than yours. “Slow down, Jagiya. There’s no reason to rush,” he murmured against your lips, only to receive a displeased growl from yourself. Had you not made it clear that you had done enough waiting?

“There’s no reason to keep me waiting, either,” you countered.

He gave a slight chuckle at your unabashed fervor and gently brushed your hair from your face. “Let’s at least get to the bedroom. Then you can have me any way you want.” You certainly couldn’t argue with the offer. Grabbing his hand, you pulled him up the stairs to your bedroom, leading him straight to your bed where you not so gently pushed him to a seated position. “Why are your clothes still on?” you whined at him, stepping between his legs to start unbuttoning his shirt as his hands found your legs and slowly worked their way up your thighs. You couldn’t help but to smile to yourself at how he finally seemed to be taking an interest in what you wanted.

Only moments later, you had his shirt unbuttoned and gave a silent ‘thank you’ to whomever was looking down on you tonight for the fact that he wasn’t wearing any further unnecessary clothing beneath his button down shirt. You let your fingers gently run over his smooth, pale skin as you took in the glorious sight of his abdomen. Returning your gaze to his, you found him looking back at you with clear hesitations just waiting to be voiced. Before he could even bother, you placed a finger over his lips. “Yes, I’m sure. No, I won’t have regrets. This is exactly what I want. Stop holding back already,” you assured him with a slight growl in your voice to let him know you absolutely meant business. There was no further argument to be had, yet you waited until all concerns cleared from his eyes as they darkened with lust and a sideways smirk pulled at his shapely lips. Finally!

Keeping his gaze locked with yours, his hands wandered up your skirt once again, though his time he gave your bottom a quick teasing squeeze that had you stepping closer to him and biting your lip in anticipation. You watched as his apprehensions melted away and his sex drive took over. There was no stopping the small, excited grin that curled the corners of your lips. His hands continued up your body, letting your skirt fall back in its place which would have disappointed you had you not felt him pulling at the zipper on your dress, slowly freeing you as he laid a tender kiss on your clothed stomach. Your heart immediately quickened in your chest as your breath hitched as you realized it was finally happening. Himchan had cast out his hesitations and was now right where you wanted him... well, almost. But he was well on his way there and that was good enough for you for the time being.

The soft fabric of your dress gently caressed your skin on its way down your body to create a small nest on the floor around your feet. Biting your lip, you kept an eye on him as his eyes raked over your body, brazenly taking in your naked form. The way he looked upon you with such an awed expression had you all the more excited to have him. “So sexy, Jagiya,” he whispered, almost pulling an audible whimper of need from you.

He surprised you again with his sudden movements. His arms wrapped around you and twisted you down onto the bed beside where he had been seated while he moved himself to hover over you. He gazed down at you from only centimeters away, his fringe tickling your forehead. “If you’re so sure about this. Tell me how you want it, Y/N.” Your chest rose and fell in soft pants as your eyes remained locked with his. This sudden dominance had you going wild and you weren’t too sure just how to answer him. The mischievous gleam in his eyes made it hard to think straight. Licking your lips, you reached up to tug at his shirt that was tickling your sides as it hung open. In response, Himchan only chuckled at you before stealing a quick kiss. “You have to tell me what you want,” he teased, grinning at how affected you clearly were by him. With that in mind, he couldn’t help himself from running his hand down to slip his fingers between your folds to feel just how affected you were. Immediately, you shivered from the unexpected attention as his grin widened all the more. “So wet and eager,” he breathed before moving his lips to ghost along your neck.

“Damn it, Himchan! Take your clothes off,” you demanded amongst a whine, pulling at his shirt with more desperation. This earned you another chuckle, but he did appease your request. Pulling from you, he peeled off his shirt then let it fall to the floor alongside your discarded dress. You laid on the bed and watched as he slowly revealed his body to you. “These too,” you told him, reaching down to grab him by the belt loops of his pants. With another amused chuckle, he undid his pants before leaning back over you to crash his lips to yours. “Who knew my little virgin would be so bossy in the bedroom,” he mocked as he slowly slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down along with his pants, letting his arousal spring free. You instantly bit your lip as you gazed down at his member, standing at attention just for you. Without thought, your hand reached out to gently run your fingers over the incredibly soft skin of his shaft, drawing a small gasp from him while his member twitched under your touch.

It was far from your first time seeing and touching him intimately. You had your share of messing around together, but the thought of him soon burying himself inside you made it seem like the first time you were seeing just how large he was.  In all honesty, there was a slight nervousness in the pit of your stomach over it hurting or bleeding and making things awkward, but those fears weren’t going to stop you now. You definitely wouldn’t be chickening out when your need was burning from the inside out.

Finally taking an initiative, Himchan hungrily pressed his lips to yours as his hands wandered over your naked form. He had full intentions of savouring every bit of this night with you. His fingers graced over your skin, submitting to memory every dip and curve of your body that had been taunting him and begging to be touched since the very first moment he laid eyes on you. Tonight he was finally going to have you, and he was going to make damn sure that it’s just as pleasurable and memorable for you as it is for him. He took great responsibility in knowing that he was going to be your first and would do everything in his power to ensure you would have absolutely no regrets in sharing it with him. “Condoms?” he asked as he brushed his lips over your collarbone. Nodding, you gave a confirming hum before finding your voice. “In the bedside drawer. I’m also on the pill; there will be no little Himchans to worry about just yet,” you assured him with a little smile as pulled from you to quickly grab the protection. He offered a smirk and breathy chuckle in return as he expertly opened one of the small packages with his teeth and slid the protection on himself. His gaze never broke from you until his lips met yours once again.

Goosebumps formed over your skin in the wake of his fingers. Your body arched on its own accord, silently begging for more - more contact, more attention, more of anything he’d give you. Himchan grinned to himself at your clear want of him. His cautions were slowly dissipating and replacing with desire. The way you reacted to him was all the more alluring and he was slowly losing control, much less his hesitations about taking things to the next level. His hand returned to your heat, his fingers danced over your folds before he slipped a finger along your slit up to your bundle of nerves which he teasingly flicked before running his finger back down to your nearly dripping cavern. He gave a little hum of appreciation as you shuddered beneath him, encouraging him even more with your body than your words ever could. Witnessing your physical desire for him was probably one of the hottest things he had yet to discover.

Himchan continued to slowly pleasure you with his long, slender fingers. Alternating between giving attention to your bud and dipping a finger into your waiting heat, he knew exactly how to touch you to keep you pacing toward your release in perfect haste. Beneath him, you were a panting, moaning mess as your hips rolled against his hand. His tongue moistened his lips as he watched your eyes flutter closed and your head fall back as you completely surrendered yourself to his ministrations and the pleasure he offered you with his hand alone. It was such a beautiful, sensual site which again had his self-control wavering. But he was much too determined to give you the very best experience to falter his intentions with getting ahead of himself. His own physical pleasure would come in due time. Watching the way you writhe under his touch was far too deliciously erotic to interrupt with selfishness. It wasn’t until you tensed just before you reached the crest of your pleasure that he eased himself inside of you. He pulled back just enough to gauge your reaction as his fingers continued to dance over your most sensitive bundle of nerves. Calculating his every move, Himchan perfectly synchronized your high with the sharp bite of pain as he carefully and slowly pressed himself into you until he was finally completely surrounded by your trembling walls. It truly took every ounce of his self-control to keep his hips still as you adjusted to the intrusion. His fingers slowly stopped their movement over your button, waiting for confirmation that you were ready for more.

Falling from your high, you looked up at him and offered a loving, grateful smile. You had known that he would be gentle and considerate as your first lover, but he had far exceeded your expectations in just how caring he would be. He gave a little groan as your walls clenched around him, reacting on their own accord to your affectionate thoughts. Looking up at him, you almost giggled at the intensity his gaze held. And finally, biting your lip, you gave him the nod he was waiting for.

Instantly, a gasp left you as he slowly rolled his hips back and pulled himself from you. Still watching your every reaction, he halted, afraid he may have hurt you. This time you did giggle and reached out to him, pulling him into a deep kiss to reflect the course of emotion you were feeling for him. His hips remained still until you finally pulled from the kiss, still smiling at him. “That was a good gasp, Channie. Feeling you move inside me is…” You licked your lips as you searched for the right words. “It’s amazing. Now stop holding back and give me more.” Your taunting grin was more than enough confirmation along with your words. Stealing another passionate kiss from you, he gave you exactly what you were asking for.

Even after your open invitation, Himchan still remained amazingly in control over himself. He started with slow, measured strokes to let you get accustomed to the new sensations and soothe the pain away. It was like he knew your body better than you knew yourself. And when you finally warmed with the pleasure that built with each movement, he lengthened his strokes and began to stretch you in the most delicious of ways. Amidst your pleasure, your body parted itself from your control and continued strictly on your primal need for more… more contact, more intensity, more pleasure. Your legs wrapped around his hips, pulling him deeper and earning even louder moans that drove him absolutely wild.  His lips were all over you, leaving a mess of wet kisses on every bit of skin he could reach. The moisture left on your skin from his lips cooled against the air and left almost a ticklish sensation that sent a shiver up your spine. Every single nerve stood at utmost attention; you swear you could even taste the pleasure. In the eye of this erotic storm, your boyfriend’s enjoyment did not go unnoticed. Groans and soft mutters of sweet words brushed across your skin along with his lips and hands. He was just as driven as you were, and damn it, that was just about the hottest thing of it all. To give him pleasure in return, to know that you drove him just as wild as he did you. Never had you imagined something so empowering yet humbling. It twisted that knot of pleasure all the tighter and soon enough you were racing toward another orgasm.

Feeling you nearing your release, Himchan moved his lips to your ear. His hot breath danced over your sensitive flesh as he nipped at your earlobe in between breathy pants as he continued to plunge deep into you. “Let go for me, Baby. Cum for me,” he whispered as his hand grasped your hip and pulled you to each thrust. His own end was nearing as his rhythm slowed, speed replaced with an intensity that drew a small grunt from him each time his hips met yours. It all almost seemed to be too much. The feeling of him moving so far inside of you, the sounds of his pleasure with his skin slapping against your own, the smell of his cologne mixing with the sweet natural scent of himself, it all combined and rained down on you until your toes curled and his name left your lips in a loud cry as your hold on him tightened and finally you shuddered in pleasure you had never known was possible. Himchan mustered every bit of his strength to hold out and give you several more strokes to ride out your high before your name fell from his lips in a low groan as he reached his own blissful climax. His hips moved only a few more times, milking the moment for all it was worth before he finally collapsed beside you with a satisfied huff.

After taking a moment to collect himself and catch his breath, he moved to a more comfortable position before pulling you into a tight, loving embrace. “Was that what you were looking for?” he questioned as he laid on his back with you tucked against his side and wrapped in his arm while his other hand petted over your hair. “It was even better,” you answered with a tired grin, relaxing against him and enjoying the afterglow along with his sweet ministrations that only further relaxed you. Himchan gave a small chuckle at your answer before laying a tender, affectionate kiss on your forehead. “There’s even more where that came from, Kitten,” he promised as he pulled your blanket over the both of you. “Your roommates are gone all night?” You gave a small hum in reply and informed them they wouldn’t be returning until late in the afternoon. Your eyes flutter closed as you rested in his warm embrace. “Good. I’m far from finished with you yet. We’ll need tomorrow to catch up on our sleep.”  You smiled at his words, already looking forward to the rest of the night.

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Bad Turns Worse

         You first started talking to Mark Pellegrino when you were sixteen years old. Short, silly messages in internet chat rooms that had developed into long conversations about politics and things that were going on in your life. You began to think of him as a kind of father figure, giving you the gentle encouragement your own dead beat father never did. But over time your feelings began to change towards him. You fell in love. In the end, you told Mark everything and he blocked you. Only letting you back into his life when you were eighteen. That's when he asks you if you'd be willing to meet with him.  And you say yes.     "I've been wanting to do this with you for a long time," you tell Mark as you sit down across from him at the table in the little cafe he had asked you to meet him at. He was dressed impeccably in a black blazer over a black shirt and blue jeans. You notice that he'd chosen to wear the black horn rimmed glasses you thought had been so damn cute during your Skype chats. You also notice  that he doesn't move to hug or touch you in any way, which kinda hurts after you've been longing to be touched by him for so long.      "You know it was wrong to lie to me, right? That it wasn't a mature thing to do?"       You flinch, but there was a soothing quality to his voice that took the sting out of the words. "I just wanted to talk to you. I didn't mean to hurt you."       "You didn't hurt me," Mark is quick to point out, seeming to feel that you'd slapped him in the face. "But I have missed you. You're an intelligent, beautiful young woman. You have a lot of potential.  And I want to see you succeed in life. And  I want to know that I helped you as much as I could."      "I love you," you blurt out without even realizing you'd said the words until they'd already  left your mouth. You didn't mean to tell him that so soon into this get together. You'd thought a million times about how you'd both talk about each other's lives and politics. For hours. Just like you'd done with him years ago. Never had you imagined sitting here feeling like such a fool, Mark staring uncomfortably out the cafe window.       "You don't know me well enough to say that," he says, turning to look you in the eyes with that intense blue stare of his you'd seen countless times on Supernatural and The Tomorrow People. "Love is going through your life with someone who trusts and cares about you. It's waking up every morning and knowing that that person is going to have your back no matter what. It's sharing everything you have. You could never have that with me, hon."      "So, you're saying you never thought of us? Never? All the nights you stayed up till three in the morning talking to me. That meant nothing?"       Mark's face was unreadable as he suggested it was time to take you home. Tears in your eyes, you followed him out of the cafe and walked over to the black limo waiting out front. You couldn't believe how badly things had gone. First a scolding from Mark about your deceit from years ago and then another rebuke after confessing your love for him. It was taking all you could do not to let the tears flow right then and there.       Someone was waiting for you and Mark in the backseat of the limo as the two of you slide in to take a seat. She was a middle aged, blond haired woman dressed in a flowing sundress. Her hair and makeup were  impeccable. The woman seemed both sophisticated and intimidating, staring at you across the limo with such an intensity it made you squirm.      "Do you know who I am?" she asks you as the limo driver pulls away from the curb.      You stare at Mark. To your surprise, he puts his arm around the back of the seat behind your head. He seems comfortable being this close to you now. A far cry from the way he'd been acting in the cafe.      "Yes," you stutter after a long, confused pause. " You're Mark's wife, Tracy."      "Oh, I'm a lot more than that," she tells you, her face lighting up with a grin that gives you suddenly have little butterflies in your stomach. There was something exciting about being in an enclosed space with the two of them. Something forbidden and exciting. You couldn't put your finger on what it was. But you found yourself eager to see where this all was going to go.      Tracy gets up and moves to sit down on the other side of Mark. He puts his arm over the back of her head, too. He suddenly leans his head over and kisses her gently on the mouth. You sit there watching them pretty much make out  right in front of you, jealousy and desire flooding over you in waves. You want to get up and leave. But you also want to join in the fun. Nervous beyond anything you could handle, you look away.     "Is this too much for you, love?" Mark whispers in your ear, leaving Tracy alone for a minute to nuzzle his face in the side of your neck. His hands stroke your face in small circles that make you moan softly against him.      "I want to," you tell him between quickly in-drawn breaths that sound an awful lot like sobs. "But I've never done it before. I don't want to get it wrong." "Well, I'm pretty sure I know how to avoid doing it wrong," Mark says, a wolfish grin on his face.       Your next words were cut off as he kisses you. He does the same things with you that he'd been doing with Tracy, gentle kisses that deepened in intensity until he was nipping at you lips. God, you were so wet from how good his body felt against you, how good he smelled and how erotic a kisser he was. You moaned as a hand worked its way up your panties and delved into your wet pussy.      "Someone's been a very naughty girl, Mark."       You jerk away from Mark to find his wife fingering your pussy with knowing, gentle fingers. You were tight and it stung, but she pulled back if it seemed to hurt you. Mostly she focused on your swollen clit as Mark took to kissing and licking his way down you chest. The combined sensations of being played with by both of them brought you close to going over the edge. Tracy seemed to sense this, getting to her knees between you and her husband.      "Now I'm going to teach you what he likes," she tells you, unzipping Mark's fly and taking his swollen cock out in her hands. He moans, biting his lip as she sets about showing you the way he liked his cock sucked. A couple of minutes later she takes your hand and wraps it around him.      "Suck on it while you stroke his cock. Twist your hand around when you get to the top," she tells you as she takes you panties off.       "Yes," Mark moans as you lick and stroke on his cock. His hand strokes your head as he encourages your explorations.  A couple of seconds into sucking on him you feel a tongue lick your slit. Then a pair of lips sucking on your swollen clit while fingers furiously ram in and out of your pussy.  You moan on Mark's cock, lost in the feeling of giving head and receiving it at the same time.  Tracy kept toying with your orgasm, never letting you go over. And you found yourself eagerly thrusting your pussy back into her face.       You let out a cry of disappointment when Tracy pulls her mouth away from your pussy and gets to her feet. She gets you to stand up and tells you to take your clothes off. Finally, you're standing naked before her and her husband. They both gaze at you with lust in their eyes, making you feel like some sort of present for them alone.         "You ready, (Y/N)?" Tracy asks you, taking a condom out of Mark's pocket. You swallow as they both look at you expectantly.       You move over to stand before Mark, who grabs you by the hips and helps you get on top of him. Tracy eases the condom over his cock, guiding it with her hand until its at your entrance. You kiss Mark hungrily as his cock tries to enter you. He grunts in frustration as your virgin pussy tries to keep him out.          On the fourth try he breaks your hymen and slowly sinks into you, making you cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. He pauses, letting you get use to the sensation of being filled. Then he grabs you by the hips and moves you up and down on his cock.       "Fuck, you're so damn tight," he moans as he takes turns biting and sucking on your tits. "Feels like you're gonna break me in half."       Tracy lays down on the seat next to Mark, her legs spread wide. He reaches out to finger her wet pussy, working a thumb over her clit. She watches the two of you fucking each other, both hands fondling her tits. Her eyes narrow, head flying back as she lets Mark finger fuck her to orgasm. Seeing her cum like that makes your pussy clench even tighter around Mark's cock.       "Good girl," he murmurs in you ear. "You're such a good girl. Making my cock feel so good. My good baby. Oh, god, make me cum. Make me cum. Oh, god."       The sound of such a powerful, intimidating man begging for release  beneath you made you cum in one hard, deep as fuck climax. You clawed his back as you screamed with the power of it. Nothing had ever felt this good before.  You wanted it again as soon as you came down from your high.  Mark buried his face in your neck, grunting softly as he approached his own climax.      "Cum inside her virgin pussy," Tracy tells him, sitting up and taking his head in her hands.       They kiss and Mark cries his shout of ecstasy into her mouth. You feel him shudder as his cock cums inside of you. And the sight of them kissing as he has an orgasm in your freshly broken in pussy makes you peak again, body moving frantically up and down as you ride out another orgasm on his ejaculating cock.       When its all over, you expect the actor and his wife to take you back home. Instead, Tracy tells the driver it was time to leave the empty parking lot they'd pulled into and go back to their hotel. You look at them both, confused.  "It's like I told you," Mark explains, gesturing to his wife. "When you're in love, you share everything."

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Gabriel Miller took everything from me. My family. My innocence. My home. The only thing I have left is the determination to get back what’s mine. He thinks he’s beaten me. He thinks he’s won. What he doesn’t realize is that every pawn has the chance to become a queen. And the game has only just begun. THE KNIGHT is book two in the Endgame series from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love.

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“Still giving orders, little virgin? Is that something you’re born with in the St. James family, or did they teach you that along with your ABCs?” Rage tightens a knot in my stomach. “I’m not a virgin.” “No?” he asks, lifting a hand to my face. I stand very still as he captures my chin between his thumb and forefinger, torn between wanting to wrench away and wanting him to kiss me. How can he make me feel alive when I’ve been sleepwalking for months, years? What sick twist of fate let the hands of this man bring me pleasure? “You made sure of that.” I mean the words to come out cold, unhurt. Instead I sound breathless and somehow inviting. The white carpet may as well be streaked with red. We’re both back in his bedroom, both flushed and sated and ripped to shreds from what he’s just done. He lifts my face, almost tender. “I put my cock into your warm little hole. Pushed right through that thin hymen to do it. It felt like fucking heaven to break you open.” I’m a tuning fork in his hands, and the sound I make is pure arousal. “I despise you.” “You were so wet,” he says, almost thoughtful. “But some of it was blood, wasn’t it?” “I’m going to find a way to get my house back.” He bends his head slightly, enough that our lips are an inch away, the words a tickle of breath against my lips. “I got off on the slide of your blood on my cock. I came that way, spilling salt into the fresh open wound.” There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to him, no line I wouldn’t cross in this moment. My anger takes an unholy shape, rearing back with all the fury and fear of a wild horse ready to trample his enemy. “And God help me, I’m going to ruin you. The way you did my father. I’m going to break you.” He nudges my chin higher, exposing the vulnerable line of my throat. His mouth drops to the tender skin, a whisper of a kiss. “Do you want to make me bleed, little virgin?” The violence takes me by surprise. My swing is wild, aimed straight for his face with all my strength. He catches my wrist midmotion, the abrupt stop shooting pain down my arm. We’re frozen that way, him holding me, breathing each other’s air. “Don’t call me that,” I say between clenched teeth. “Little virgin.” “I’m not. You saw the proof of it. You paid a million dollars for it.” “Actually,” he says, voice deceptively mild. “I paid a million dollars to use you for a month. And as that month isn’t over yet, I think I’d like to collect.” Shock courses through me, singeing every angry intention. “No.” “And as for your virginity, there are a hundred ways you haven’t been taken. A thousand ways you haven’t been fucked. A million dollars left to earn.” “That money’s mine. You sent me away.” “And yet,” he says, echoing his earlier words, “here you fucking are. This is what you wanted. This is what you came for. Did you really think you’d see me and walk away without my come inside you?” My gasp sounds virginal even to myself. “Of course I did.” He uses the hold on my wrist to drag me closer, off balance, almost falling into him. His warmth surrounds me, along with a musk my body remembers. Alarm bells ring more than they did this morning. A strange man could hurt me, but Gabriel—he’s worse. My own kryptonite. “Here’s the thing about fucking a virgin,” he whispers, breath a caress on my temple. “You gave me your pretty little hymen, the small spill of blood. The first feel of those walls squeezing my cock. And there’s no way to get it back, not ever. No matter who else you fuck. Even if you settle down with some prep-school fucker and let him climb on top of you every single night, I’ll always be your first. You will always be my little virgin.” The show of possession does something strange to me. It should be offensive. It’s meant to be offensive, but the humiliation turns liquid and hot inside my body. And the worst part is, I can’t even deny the truth. He left an imprint inside me. I can still remember the stretch of him, the burn. The very shape of that heavy thickness I can feel against my stomach now. And anyone who comes after him, they’ll never quite fill the space he carved inside of me. “That’s right,” he murmurs, soothing now that I’ve acquiesced. “I’ve got you.” “No, we can’t—” He releases my wrist only to run a finger along my cheek. “So young. You look so young like this.” “It’s the makeup,” I say with difficulty. And the hair. And the clothes. In a thousand ways I was different before, the society princess. What am I now? Almost homeless. Definitely scared. His eyes gentle, more brown than they’ve been before. “You didn’t think you were getting fucked today. You got dressed and took the bus and came up the elevator having no idea.” “Don’t feel sorry for me.” A slight smile. “Not enough to stop. Take off those clothes. Let’s see what you look like when you’re just a sweet, innocent college girl and not the toy I bought at auction.”

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"Sinfully sexy and darkly beautiful, The Pawn will play games with your heart and leave you craving more!" - Laura Kaye, New York Times bestselling author. The price of survival... Gabriel Miller swept into my life like a storm. He tore down my father with cold retribution, leaving him penniless in a hospital bed. I quit my private all-girl's college to take care of the only family I have left. There's one way to save our house, one thing I have left of value. My virginity. A forbidden auction... Gabriel appears at every turn. He seems to take pleasure in watching me fall. Other times he's the only kindness in a brutal underworld. Except he's playing a deeper game than I know. Every move brings us together, every secret rips us apart. And when the final piece is played, only one of us can be left standing. THE PAWN is a full-length contemporary novel from New York Times bestselling author Skye Warren about revenge and seduction in the game of love. It's the first book in the brand new ENDGAME series.                                 

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 I’m safe in the ivory tower Gabriel Miller made for me. That’s what he says. Enemies lurk outside, waiting to strike. An army of enemies held back by these walls. Except some animal instinct warns me the danger is much closer. It’s already here. Is Gabriel Miller my protector or my enemy? Is this house a castle or a cage? There’s nowhere for me to go, no one left for me to trust. No escape from a past determined to capture its prize.

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