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CAPTIVATED BY HIS DARK DESIRES  Novel Cover

CAPTIVATED BY HIS DARK DESIRES

"You don't know what you're playing with." He murmured, His hand traced a slow path down my arm, fingers firm but deliberate, sending a shiver straight to my core. "You are scared" "I'm not." I whispered. He smiled. "You should be." Before I could think, he closed the distance, his lips crashing onto mine, rough, urgent, claiming and fierce, consuming fire of his touch. "I can't stop. I don't won't to." Then he claimed my lips again. And soon, my lips moved. I was kissing back. This shouldn't be happening. Just then footsteps echoed. "Rylan-stop, someone's coming-" But his hands only gripped my waist tighter, holding me still. he whispered. "Let them. I don't care." then his lips crashed against mine, harder. I tried turning away but he grabbed my neck and stuck his tongue into my mouth. "Rylan please." my eyes dart to the door. "Stop." I struggled. His hand slipped down to grab my ass. Squeezing it tightly. "If you weren't wearing a jean, I would have stuck my fingers right into your holes. Fuck." He hissed then continued. A light knock sounded at the door followed by the twisting handle. No! ★ Some-secrets are born in fire... and some desires, forged in darkness. Alyssa Milano carries a past she can't outrun-one soaked in blood, silence, and a secret that could ruin her. At fifteen, her innocence was stolen. Rylan Russo is danger, ruthless, powerful, and used to getting what he wants. When he sets sights on Alyssa, their worlds collide in a storm of obsession and desire. Is this a love story tocall? In a world where trust is poison and passion is a weapon, Alyssa must choose her path. A dark, twisted romance where survival comes at a cost.
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Chapter 3

CHAPTER THREE

ALYSSA'S POV____________

I felt a stop as I was been dropped and fell to the ground. Tried getting up but a hand hold me back down to the cold floor.

"No, no. Please. I have nothing to offer or give to you." I screamed.

"Are you sure about that."

A deep cold voice asked making me go silent and could only sob.

"You look more of a precious value." A hand skimmed pass my body.

"I am a nobody and Worth no value." I blurt feeling so much uncomfortable.

"We will see about that."

His hand went back to my breast and he gripped it.

"So soft and delicate." He whispered then let go as my hands were been held down by two forceful grips and pushed to lay on my back. Tried fighting but was to no avail.

"Would you or should we just eat her up cause my pants are really bugging to be pulled." One of the guys holding my hand said and I guess they were two.

"No please. Let me go" I cried.

"Not until I burry my dick in your pussy." The other one said and they laughed. My eyes still tied but I was observant of my surroundings.

Soon, I felt my palm trouser been pulled off as I tried to presist. A hand caressed my tigh as it was bare and exposed. Soon, my jean jacket was pulled off leaving me only in my bra and panties which were soon ripped off as I screamed in tiers. A piece of clothing was been chocked in my mouth.

Two hands cupped my breast as I felt both nipples been sucked in. It seems both men holding my hands were now sucking and squeezing hardly on my nipples. My legs were been patted wide open and gripped inorder to prevent from closing. I cried in screams which only came out as muffules.

I felt a hand teased my opening, and soon it was coated in warmth making me jerk due to the sensation of it being sucked. It was as if I was going insane. My breath ached and I couldn't explain what was wrong with me. Then, they began to rub and suck on it while my nipples were been sucked on at the same time.

The cloth was been removed from my mouth as I began to gasp.

"Yeah, that's right. Cum for me baby." I jerked and all of my body vibrated with a loud gasp. My mouth opened as I struggled to steady my breath.

They all rubbed one last time before letting go of me. I felt it had ended. Just like that.

Surprisingly, something poked at my entrance and my whole body vibrated.

No, it can't be.

"No!" my feet dangle over.

"Let me go!" I hit on who ever it was, smacking his face and neck even upon been blind folded. Yet, I felt he remained unaffected.

I wiggled as my hands are been hold and legs been gripped apart.

"That's right barbie. Get ready." One holding my hand whispered into my ear and I panicked.

What-What was that suppose to mean.

Just like that, a trust in.

I screamed in tiers as the pain erupts all over my body.

Who ever was that laid on me and his face so dangerously close to mine that I could feel his hot breath on my face. I cried.

"So fucking thight"He grunt, push in.

"No more. Please, it's too painful."

"But it isn't in yet." He whispered

What?!

"Ahhhh!"

I screamed as he trusted in again. It's killing me!!

He trusted again and again then I could feel our skins on eachother. Ignoring my cries, screams and pleads, he began to move, more faster and eager while his grunts echoed alongside my sobs.

"Just enjoy it little barbie. And you can cry all you want cause we all are going to fuck You." One said and the others laughed. Then he pulled out and got off me.

"My turn"

Said Another and I couldn't help the cries which escaped my lungs any longer. Are they really going to take me turn by turn. I don't even think I would survive the second.

"No. No. Please enough!!"

I cried, trying to wiggle but to no avail as I was still been held down.

"Turn her over"

"What!!! No please"

I pleaded.

And just when I was about to be turned, a voice beamed.

"Wait!"

They stopped.

He bent, pulling me up and taking me with him as he got to his knees, forcing me into his lap, his hands on my hips. I tried fighting, pushing on his chest with the amount of strength I had left but my attempts at inflicting injury only produced a deep laugh, which resonated in his chest.

I struggled to crawl away, but he pulled me back, prodding me with his length. He slid in, filling me all the way down his length which were crushing against my opening. He began to trust. I grasped, my fingers digging unto his arms and shoulders for stability, while I was been used for pleasures.

Plunging deep, he groaned with each trust. His grip on my hips tighten and his other arm was around me, pulling me impossibly tight as he hammered me relentlessly, driving deeper with each trust that it began to hurt... everywhere.

His face on my neck as his breath began to unsteady. He moved his hand from my hip and gripped my hair as I could feel his hot breath fainted on my neck. He began to groan louder. His chest vibrated and a loud grunt followed. Immediately, his grip on me lessened and I fell back to the ground. Gasping for air.

"Please. No more."

I whispered, slowly beginning to feel my vision blur. I was weak already. I could feel it.

"Oh, we are just getting started."

"Why don't we take her together."

At this point, my eyes were closed and voices faded. I felt lifeless but still observant of my surroundings.

"The women always scream and cry and then they moan and beg for more." They laughed then it all died down.

I felt someone come closer and then, his lips landed on mine. I frozed. He sucked on my lips then sticked his tongue to collide with mine but I refused to open my mouth. He bite on my lip as I felt a hand pinch my nipple making me gasp and his tongue invaded mine. He swift across my mouth length. Sounds of kisses could be heard, accompanied by his groans. He seemed to be enjoying it since he was the only one making the moves. Mixing his saliva with mine and I couldn't help but feel disgusted. I have never kissed anyone before and this type is mostly found irritating.

A firm fingertoyed with my anus dipping into the tight bands of my muscle and retreating making me gasp and let go. His kisses went to sucking on my neck and collar bone.

The finger stuck in my anus was performed over and over again. The finger sinked deeper with each push. The sensation was uncomfortable and invasive.

"Ready to fuck?"

The one kissing me let go.

A length was rubbed over the bumpy ridges of my asshole. As much as I knew what was about to happen, I had no strength left in me to fight back or scream.

He pressed the rounded head of his shaft there and I gasped.

"Ahhhh!! Ouch!!"

He pushed in and the pain flared through my body.

"Take it out!! Take it out!!! I can't stand it!" I sobbed.

He slide further in, opening up the constricted flesh, and driving his length in partially. I could feel him twisting inside of me.

No! I can't take this anymore.

As one worked my anus, I felt another region poking my opening before I could blank out.

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