All Chapters of Through Realms Of Sins(Short Stories): Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Warnings: Ignore if uncomfortable as this contains raw, dark mature content. ****************** “Kneel!” He commanded and she followed his command. “Your mouth, open!” She did as she was told, with no complaints, No talking back, No looking up at him, just listening, and obeying. She knows the rules, and she is obedient, like a slave she is. “Now Suck!” Her hands bond to the back, tied with a strong rope. She knelt on the ground, in between the man’s legs, her face directly at his long and large monster, her mouth opened and ready to take it in. With his dick shoved into her hot wet awaiting mouth, he groaned, “ “High! Yes! You are learning fast… Just like a slut.” His fist held her long entangled hair as he shoved his dick inside her mouth, not caring if she could take it. “Mmppf! Mhm, grrhh..” Her loud moans and gags sounded in the room, it was filled with pain but with a ting of arousal. “Hurgh, haaah!” The sound of choking echoed in the room, and it

Kiera followed Alpha Ryker through the grand corridors of the palace. The floors were cold beneath her bare feet, and the golden chandeliers hanging above only made her feel smaller. She gripped the edges of her cloak tightly, her hands trembling. She didn’t know where he was taking her, but she knew better than to ask. The palace felt alive with whispers, and shadows moving between the towering pillars. Outside, the sound of the wind howled against the stone walls, but inside, everything was quiet except for the echo of their footsteps. Soon, they reached a set of ornate doors carved with symbols she didn’t recognize. Two guards stood at attention, their armor gleaming under the torchlight. Ryke didn’t say a word; he simply pushed the doors open and stepped inside. Kiera hesitated for a moment before following him. Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight before her. The room was massive, lit by golden lanterns, and filled with nobles dressed in fine silks and

Kiera was in her small corner of the servant quarters, her body sore from the day’s work. Every muscle ached, and her hands were rough from the tools she’d been forced to use. She tried to relax, but her mind kept replaying Darius’ actions in the field, and worse—Ryker’s cold, piercing eyes. As the sun began to set, a knock came at her door. Kiera froze. She didn’t know who to expect, but her heart raced as she got up and opened it. One of the older maids stood there, her face blank and her voice steady. “The Alpha requests your presence in his chambers,” she said simply. Kiera’s stomach dropped. Her hands trembled as she nodded, too afraid to question it. She quickly washed up and tried to look presentable, though she doubted it would matter to him. The walk to Ryker’s chambers felt like an eternity. The palace was quiet, with only a few servants moving about. When she finally reached his door, the guards outside stepped aside without a word, their expressions unreadable. Sh

Ryker climbed on top of her and looked at her with a cold look that seemed to pierce through her, shutting her up from talking further. He looked at her like she was nothing then snickered mockingly which made Kiera tremble. He then kissed her Wet eyelashes gently, and leaned in to kiss her red nose, “You know…” He stopped then traced kisses on her face and went up to her ear. Though he was gentle, this gentleness is what causes fear in Kiera. His gentleness was cold and devilish. It was like at any minute he would pounce on her and eat her raw. Gentleness before the storm. Ryker chuckled after kissing her ear and causing her to stiffen, he had wanted to have his way with her at first but when she called him a bastard, he decided to show her what being a bastard is. “His laughter filled her ear making her confused, “Yes, I am a bastard. I have always been without parents… Guess what?!” He asked but didn't wait for her to react then bit down on her ear. “Haag!” Kiera screa

Ryker smiled sinisterly, and then he grabbed her jaw, claws digging into her cheeks. “You think I care what you want?” he hissed. “You’re just a fuck hole, Kiera. A hot, wet little cunt for me to use when I’m angry. When I’m hard. When I’m bored.”She sobbed, and he laughed again.“Cry all you want. That tight little pussy’s still drooling.”He shifted again, fully. Now towering over her in his beastly wolf form, massive cock thick and throbbing between his legs. It slapped against her thigh, pulsing with heat. At the base, that swollen knot was already forming—big enough to split her in half.“No,” she whispered, eyes wide.“Yes,” he growled, grabbing her hips and slamming her body down beneath him. “I’m gonna ruin you, slave. Gonna stretch that useless little hole until it remembers who it belongs to.”She screamed when he pushed in.No prep.No mercy.Just hot, thick, veined wolf cock ramming straight through her soaked folds and burying into her tight heat in one unforgiving thrus