Chapters (67)
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- Chapter Forty-Five
- Chapter Forty-Six
- Chapter Forty-Seven
- SEVEN MONTHS LATER
- Chapter Forty-Eight
- Chapter Forty-Nine
- Epilogue
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He crawled up her body, lining his cock up against her slit.
“Say my name.” Her dark eyes gleamed with possession as he stared at her. He looked like the devil about to devour her whole.
“Volkan, I — “
She didn’t get to finish the sentence. He slammed himself home, thrusting until he bottomed out against her cervix. Yasmin let out a scream of agony and gripped his shoulders so hard her nails would leave marks.
For a long time, Volkan didn’t move.
After a moment, the pain subsided and she opened her tear-drenched eyes to look up into his triumphant face.
“A virgin,” he said, awe in his voice.
Chapter Twenty
Yasmin froze, pain crashing through her. She told herself to relax or it would just keep hurting but she couldn’t. Not with his massive cock splitting her in two. He was saying something to her but she couldn’t hear him through the rushing blood in her head.
She slapped her hand against his shoulder. “Get off me.”
He tightened his grip and held her closer, which made his cock feel tighter inside her. She cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders. He was still wearing his clothes and part of her rebelled that he hadn’t removed them before mauling her.
He brushed his hand over her head, smoothing back the locks that had fallen in her face during his aggressive assault.
“It’ll stop hurting soon,” he soothed her, and she wanted to hit him, but he was too close. A slap would barely make an impact. If he wasn’t inside her, she would try dick punching him. “It’s not surprising given how tight you are. Most virgins experience pain.”
Virgin? No. She let out a bitter laugh and tried pushing him again. Of course the great behemoth wouldn’t budge.
“I’m not a virgin,” she hissed, a red tide washing over her face and chest. She wasn’t a virgin, but she may as well be. She’d had sex once, hated it and never tried again.
She was smart enough to know that with the right partner she could experience pleasure, but the opportunity to explore that possibility never came up. She’d been too busy burying herself in books and homework to pay much attention. Now she wished she was more experienced. The monster cock inside her could have used a bit more stretch.
“I know a virgin when I feel one,” Volkan said arrogantly.
“Have you been with one before?” she asked through gritted teeth. “Because I’m pretty sure virgins don’t feel much different than most girls who haven’t had sex in a long time.”