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I’ve been touching myself to thoughts of Uncle Marcus for over a year.
Not innocent little daydreams. Filthy ones.
I imagine him pinning me down on the bed he bought for me when I was twelve, one big hand around my throat while he fucks me so deep I can’t breathe. I picture him whispering “I raised you” right before he spits on my pussy and shoves his cock inside me like I’m his to ruin. I’
TRIGGER WARNING: Doctor/Patient Read at your own risk *NOVA’S POVThe first thing I felt was a hand between my thighs.Not gentle nor hesitant. Two thick, gloved fingers sliding slowly through my slick folds, parting me open like I already belonged to him.My eyes fluttered open, vision blurry from the drugs still pumping through my veins. The room was dim, luxurious — private, expensive, nothing like a normal hospital. And looming over me was the most dangerously beautiful man I’d ever seen.Dr. Elias Crowe.He stood beside my bed in a crisp white coat, stethoscope around his neck, dark eyes locked on my exposed pussy with clinical hunger. His fingers continued their slow exploration, circling my clit with maddening precision before dipping lower to push just the tips inside my entrance.“You’re awake,” he murmured, voice deep and velvet-smooth, completely unbothered that he had two fingers inside his patient. “Good. I need you conscious for this examination.”I tried to move, b
**“I need you,” he growled against my lips, nipping my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. “Right now. Let me remind you who you belong to.”He shoved the shirt up to my waist, freed his thick, already rock-hard cock, and rubbed the fat, leaking head through my soaked folds.“You’re dripping again,” he rasped, voice dark with satisfaction. “Even after everything last night, this greedy little pussy still wants more.”He pushed inside me in one slow, deep thrust.I moaned loudly as every thick inch stretched me open, the veined shaft dragging along my sensitive walls until he was buried to the hilt, his heavy balls pressed against me.He fucked me right there on the kitchen counter — slow at first, savoring every sensation, then harder, deeper, hips snapping forward with powerful thrusts that made my breasts bounce and my moans fill the kitchen.His mouth never left mine for long — kissing me deeply, tongue stroking mine in filthy, sensual waves while he pounded into me.“Loo
LILA’S POV**The next morning felt like walking through a minefield.Ryan was already in the kitchen when I came downstairs, nursing a cup of black coffee, staring out at the ocean with a tight jaw. Jax stood a few feet away, leaning against the counter, arms crossed, looking every bit the dangerous man he was — but his eyes softened the second they landed on me.The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on.Ryan looked up first. His gaze flicked between us — me in Jax’s oversized shirt, Jax still shirtless with fresh marks on his neck from my nails the night before.“You two really didn’t waste any time after I left yesterday, huh?” Ryan said, voice flat but edged with pain.Jax straightened, but before he could speak, I stepped forward.“Ryan… I’m sorry you had to see that,” I said softly. “I've said this before, but.... I’m not sorry for loving him. I told you I’ve loved Jax for years. The night he pushed me away when I was seventeen broke something in me. Then Daniel came
Ryan ran both hands through his hair, pacing like a caged animal.“You’re my sister, Lila. I’m supposed to protect you. And he’s my best friend. This is fucked up on every level.”“It is,” Jax admitted, surprising both of us. His voice was quieter now, heavy with guilt. “It’s messy. It’s complicated. And I hate that it hurts you. But I’m not sorry for loving her. I’m not sorry for making her mine. I’d burn the world down before I let anyone hurt her again — including myself.”The kitchen fell silent except for the sound of our breathing.Ryan looked at me, really looked at me — at the way I leaned into Jax’s side, at the marks on my neck, at the way Jax’s hand rested protectively on my hip.“You really love him?” he asked me, voice cracking slightly.“I do,” I whispered. “With everything I am.”Ryan exhaled sharply, shoulders slumping.“I need time,” he said finally. “This is a lot. I’m pissed. I’m hurt. But… I see the way he looks at you. And the way you look at him.” He pointed at J
LILA’S POVRyan came back two hours later.The front door slammed so hard the walls shook. Jax and I were still in the kitchen — I was sitting on the island, legs wrapped around his waist, his thick cock buried deep inside me as he fucked me slow and deep, forehead pressed to mine, whispering how much he loved me between kisses.We both froze the second we heard the door.Jax didn’t pull out immediately. He stayed buried to the hilt, one hand gripping my hip possessively, the other cupping the back of my head as he looked into my eyes.“Whatever happens,” he murmured, voice low and rough, “you’re mine. I love you. Nothing he says changes that.”I nodded, heart racing, my pussy still fluttering around his thick length.Ryan stormed into the kitchen and stopped dead.His eyes widened, face twisting with a mix of rage, betrayal, and disgust as he took in the sight — me on the kitchen island, shirt rucked up to my waist, legs around his best friend, Jax’s cock clearly buried inside me.“W
BONUS CHAPTER 1** **LILA’S POV**The house was supposed to be empty.Ryan wasn’t due back from his business trip for another four days. That’s what he’d texted. That’s what gave us the false sense of safety to be reckless.Jax had me pressed against the kitchen island, my back to the cool marble, his body caging me in. His mouth was on mine — hungry, and deep. His tongue danced with mine in slow, filthy strokes while his hands roamed under the oversized shirt I’d stolen from him.“Fuck, I can’t get enough of you,” he growled against my lips, nipping my bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. One large hand slid between my thighs, fingers finding me already soaked and bare. “No panties again? You’re such a naughty little thing for me.”I moaned into his mouth as two thick fingers pushed inside me, curling perfectly against that spot that made my toes curl. His thumb circled my swollen clit with firm, steady pressure while his tongue continued its sensual assault on mine.We were
Brit's POVThe morning after I became a legend, campus felt different. Like the air itself knew what I’d done.I walked to class with Jake’s arm slung low around my waist, his fingers brushing the top of my ass every few steps like he was reminding the world—and me—who I belonged to now. My thigh
"You came," he said, and I heard genuine surprise beneath the approval in his voice."Did you think I wouldn't?""Honestly?" A slow smile spread across his face. "Part of me thought you'd chicken out. That you'd realize how insane this is and bail. Would've respected that, by the way.""I don't chi
Brit's POVI'd always been sexually adventurous.Not in a reckless way—I was smart about it, always safe, always in control. But I'd never been one of those girls who pretended sex was something sacred that should only happen in committed relationships with the lights off. I liked sex. Liked the va
*Lily's POV*I've been staring at Cade's text for the past ten minutes, my heart doing complicated things in my chest that have nothing to do with sex and everything to do with the terrifying realization that this stopped being just physical lessons weeks ago.







