Story By Ivelle Winslie
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Ivelle Winslie

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I’m a werewolf, billionaire and mafia romance author.
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Ride or Die: Tamed By My Billionaire Assassin
Updated at Dec 4, 2025, 22:49
"Please..." I whisper breathlessly. A wicked smirk tugs at his lips. "Beg for it." Trailing kisses down my neck, his fingers deftly unbutton my blouse, revealing my lacy black bra. He unhooks the clasp with practiced ease, exposing my full breasts to his hungry gaze. I gasp as his hot mouth closes over one stiff peak, his tongue swirling and flicking. "Please.... I need you inside me...." "Good girl," he murmurs against my sensitive skin. "You want my cock buried deep in your tight little cunt?" I whimper, nodding frantically, my pussy clenching in response to his dirty words. He backs me towards the bed, shedding his clothes. My eyes widens at the sight of his seven inch cock, big and venous. He pushes me back onto the mattress, climbing on top. I spread my legs wantonly, baring my dripping sex. With a growl, he thrusts into me with one powerful stroke, impaling me on his huge cock. He tortures me with his cock mercilessly while I moan so loud, my voice is almost ripped off. "Come for me, Evelyn. Milk my cock with that pretty little cunt." His words send me flying over the edge. I shatter with a cry, waves of pleasure crashing over me. He fucks me through it until he tenses with his own release, spilling deep inside me… ------- Alexander Davenport. The devil in bed. A sexy, ruthless devil is here to ride me to hell. Signing a sex contract with him, I know my life will never remain the same. I've gotten into this sex deal with him to get revenge on my husband who brought his pregnant mistress home, seeking an open marriage. Getting in with his greatest rival is one thing I'll never regret. Not until, I realize he's with me, to seek revenge himself. Not on his greatest rival as I presumed. But me. And it dates back to my past.
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