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Debt To Pay With The Ruthless Twins 3

مؤلف: Felcon Lee
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-08 23:25:15
Ava’s POV

My body was still trembling the next morning when they came for me again.

Cum from the previous night had dried on my thighs, and the collar around my neck felt tighter, like a permanent brand. I barely had time to sit up before Kai and Kade entered the room. Kade grabbed me by the hair and dragged me out of bed without a word, forcing me down the hallway and back into the dungeon.

The lights were already on. On the center table lay an array of new toys — shiny metal nipple clamp
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    Isabella’s POVMarco’s words landed like a slap across the face, but I refused to flinch.I stood frozen in the doorway, the cool night air still clinging to my skin, my body still humming from hours of being thoroughly used by his brother. My pussy was swollen and tender, leaking Luca’s cum into my panties with every small shift of my weight. My thighs felt sticky. My neck and breasts carried faint marks I’d tried to hide with my collar and a light scarf. And yet here was Marco sitting on our couch like he owned the narrative of my body.I closed the door behind me slowly, buying myself a second to steady my breathing. The house was quiet, the kids long asleep. The only light came from the single lamp beside him, casting harsh shadows across his face.“Excuse me?” I said, keeping my voice low but steady as I stepped further into the living room. My sundress still smelled faintly of Luca’s cologne mixed with sex.Marco leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes raking over me with cold

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    Isabella’s POVThe shed door rattled again, harder this time. Marco’s voice cut through the dim, dusty space like a knife.“Bella? You in there?”Luca’s hand froze between my thighs, two thick fingers still buried deep in my dripping pussy. My dress was bunched around my waist, my breasts heaving against his chest. His eyes locked onto mine — dark, alert, but not panicked. He slowly withdrew his fingers, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean with a wicked glint in his eye, even as my heart tried to hammer its way out of my throat.I smoothed my dress down with shaking hands, trying to steady my breathing. Luca stepped back silently, pressing himself against the far wall behind a stack of old gardening supplies, hidden from immediate view if the door opened.“I’m here,” I called out, my voice surprisingly steady. “Just grabbing some extra paper plates. The door got stuck.”I stepped toward the door and cracked it open just enough to slip out, blocking Marco’s view inside. He

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    Marco held my phone out like a loaded gun, his fingers white-knuckled around the case. The screen glowed with Luca’s name, the call still ringing insistently. Each vibration sent a jolt through my body. My towel felt suddenly too thin, the droplets of water on my skin turning cold under the weight of his stare.“Answer it,” he repeated, voice deceptively calm but edged with steel. “Put the damn phone on speaker.”My mind raced. One wrong word and everything could explode but refusing would only make Marco more suspicious. I swallowed hard and took the phone from his hand. Our fingers brushed. His were burning hot.I tapped the speaker icon and held the phone between us.“Hey,” I answered, trying to keep my voice light and casual. “What’s up?”Luca’s deep, familiar voice filled the small space between me and Marco. “Bella, hey. Sorry to call so late. I was just confirming details for tomorrow. You still need me to come by early for that yard work? Marco mentioned the grill and some hea

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    Marco’s fingers dug into my wrist, tight enough to leave marks. The laundry room suddenly felt too small, the air thick with the scent of detergent and his familiar cologne. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs as I clutched the phone behind my back, Luca’s message burning like a brand on the screen.“Give me the phone, Isabella. Now,” he repeated, voice low and menacing. His face was inches from mine, eyes blazing with a possessive fury I hadn’t seen in years.For a split second, fear flickered through me. What if he saw the messages? What if this blew up everything before it had even truly begun? But beneath the fear was a dark thrill that I am able to serve him,his own cake also.I lifted my chin, refusing to shrink away. “No.”Marco’s grip tightened. “Who the fuck is texting you at this hour? Some guy? Is that why you’re suddenly prancing around the house like you’re twenty again?”The accusation stung, but I held steady. “You lost the right to ask me that when you told me I w

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    “I don’t think it’s your business, dear husband,” I said sweetly, turning back to the stove to stir the eggs. “Remember? Our marriage is purely transactional now.”The words hung in the kitchen air like smoke after a gunshot.I could feel Marco’s stare boring into my back. The spatula in my hand moved in slow, deliberate circles, but my pulse was racing. For once, I wasn’t shrinking away from his disapproval. The memory of Luca’s thick cock stretching me open, his cum still faintly sticky between my thighs even after my morning shower, gave me a quiet, wicked strength.Marco’s chair scraped loudly against the tile as he stepped closer. “What the hell did you just say to me?”I glanced over my shoulder, keeping my expression calm and almost playful. The sundress I’d chosen this morning clung to my curves, the thin fabric doing little to hide how my nipples had hardened at the confrontation. “You heard me. You made it very clear three days ago that I’m just the mother of your children.

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    Isabella’s POVI lay tangled in the sheets, my chest still heaving, Luca’s warm weight pressed against my back as he held me close. His cock had softened inside me but he hadn’t pulled out yet, as if he couldn’t bear to break the connection. Every so often, a fresh trickle of his thick cum would leak from my thoroughly fucked pussy, sliding down my thigh and reminding me exactly what we had just done.I smiled lazily, a deep, satisfied glow settling into my bones. For the first time in years, I felt truly desired. Truly *seen*. Luca’s fingers traced lazy circles over the soft curve of my belly, following the silver stretch marks Marco had mocked so viciously just nights ago.“These are beautiful,” Luca murmured against my shoulder, pressing a gentle kiss to one of them. “Every mark on you tells a story so Marco’s blind if he can’t see that.”I turned in his arms, facing him fully. Our noses brushed. “You really mean that, don’t you?”“Every word.” He kissed me again, slower this time,

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