LOGINDAMIEN'S POV
I was pleased by her performance. Out of breath, she panted along with me. Pulling her up by her hair, I started kissing her fiercely. This was hornier than I expected, almost feral. I pressed her against the tiles full-force and proceeded sucking one of her nipples, forcing a scream to escape her throat. ”Ohhhhh.... God... please don't stop.” she screamed. ”Oh, I won't... not yet." I whispered back. Looking down, she saw I was getting hard again. After a couple few minutes of teasing bites in her nipples, nibbling of her earlobe and sucking her neck, I took hold of her right upper leg and wrapped it around my waist. I handed her a condom I sneakily grabbed before going into the shower room. I let her wear it for me. My wet dick pressed against her folds and before she knew it I pushed through them, sliding it along her wetness. I took hold of my cock and finally guided it inside her. Then I placed both of my hands around her waist and kept her in place while I started thrusting. The shower stall filled up with steam and it was now impossible to see through the glass. Strands of wet hair were stuck on her face and hot drops were reflected from the top of his head. "Bend over for me now, you want this cock inside you right?" I growled into her ear. She turned around willingly and seductively pushed her ass his way. I grabbed her ass cheeks with both hands and pinched hard to pull them apart. Soon, she felt me siding again. Leaning her hands against the wall, she tried hard to keep standing while I drummed into her. She moaned loudly, as I moved right against the sensitive spots inside of her. With every thrust, I enjoyed the sound of our bodies slapping against each other. The sound of it sounds like music to our ears. Her big tits keep on bouncing as I pounded her. I saw her free hand found her clit and she started pressing circles. It only took a few more minutes before she could feel the familiar addicting heat rushing from deep inside. ”Oh... ah... my....gaddd... I'm cumming” she screamed. I felt like her body weakened as she came, mercilessly hard. High from the sex, from her orgasm and from all the steam surrounding them, I wanted to empty himself too, as his thrusting picked up pace. The mirror was completely fogged up, the whole bathroom covered in heat-wet damp heat. I let a few more deep thrusts as I feel I'm cumming again. One deep thrust and I released inside her. The condom barely holds the immense amount I've released. I withdraw my cock then let her clean it up for me using her mouth. -×××- ADRIAN'S POV I just finished working out and shooting my video for my vlog. I took a deep breath, feeling the sweat-drenched fabric of my shirt cling to my back. My muscles ached, but it was a good kind of pain, the kind that came from pushing himself to my limits. I scanned the spacious gym, my eyes searching for a familiar figure. Damien, was supposed also to be finished with his workout, but he was nowhere to be seen. I checked my phone, but there were no messages or calls from him going out early. I shrugged, deciding to wait for a bit. I leaned against the wall of the gym, my eyes scanning the surrounding area. The gym was filled with people, some of whom were still working out, while others were chatting with friends. As I waited, I couldn't help but think about my workout. I had pushed myself hard, trying to beat my personal best in the bench press. I had succeeded, but it had taken a toll on his body. I was looking forward to a cold shower and a good night's sleep. I decided to go to the shower room to take a quick bath and changed into something clean and comfortable as I felt my shirt sticking into my body because of the sweat. I am on my way to the shower room, when a man in his late thirties approached me. ”Hello man, I just want to ask if you see this lady here today, she is my wife” he gently said while showing a picture of a lady from his phone. I recognize her as she is always working out in the gym. Though today I don't remember seeing her. ”I am used to her here but I'm not sure today. Are you sure she's here?" I said calmly. ”Yes, my friend saw her here today. He even said he saw her watching some guy working out. Then she vanished from sight as the guy also came out” he said with determination but I started to feel like his aura darkened. ”Ohhhh... uhmmm... you can ask other people here, maybe they saw her." I felt awkward after realizing that he was looking for his wife who was checking out another guy. Fuck! Even a woman cheats nowadays. He thanked me and went to ask other gym members. I reached the door of the shower room, I tried to turn the door knob but it was locked. I was confused why someone would lock it. I saw a thin fabric sticking out from under the small space under the door. I fished it out and realized it's a part of women's lingerie. My blood runs cold with a realization. Damien is nowhere to be seen as well as that man's wife and now the shower room is locked. Could it be all these are connected? A surge of anger and jealousy rushed through me. I want to barge inside as I feel like I'm boiling from anger by Damien's boldness to do it in a public space. I pressed my ears on the door, I heard some rustling and flowing water inside. Someone's definitely there. I heard some footsteps from afar, at the other end of the corridor. I saw that man again searching for his wife. It will only be a couple of minutes before he comes here. If Damien was really with that man's wife doing something unimaginable, he's so fucked up. I tried to knock on the door but it won't open. I called Damien's phone but it's just ringing. I sent him a "SOS" message. I looked for a possible solution then I saw the utility cart near me. I looked at it then saw the "Under Maintenance" signage. I take it and hang it in the shower room door. The man turned I almost forgot the women's lingerie on my hand. I hurriedly tucked it into my gym bag. I walked into the direction of the man and he recognized me. "Hey you again” he greeted me though I still feel his darkened aura. ”Yeah, I was going into the shower room but it's still under maintenance." I said with fake irritation. He looked on my back to confirm what I've just said. He seemed convinced. Then I decided to divert his attention. "Why are you here? Have you seen your wife?” I asked curiously. ”Not yet, Someone say that they hear unnatural sounds in the shower room... more like moaning. I swear if it's my wife...” he said darkly. ”Hey, let's not jumped into conclusion easily. There's no way someone's there as the door is locked and there's under maintenance sign.” I said to him trying to calm him. ”I really hope I'm wrong, man... I really hope. Anyway, I'm heading out. I'll also inform the management about that under maintenance thing so they can fix it immediately” he answered. "Thanks bro, I'll just wait here for a while. I badly needed to take a quick bath for my date” I lied. ”No problem, you pay a huge amount of membership here so you should enjoy the privilege, enjoy your date." he answered before turning back to leave. I signed. Crisis Adverted. I felt guilty lying to him. But if I'm correct that Damien is really with that woman. I choose to protect him... for now. I leaned against the wall while waiting for the door to open. After almost ten minutes, the door clicked and open. I turned and saw a familiar figure coming out.ADRIAN'S POVThe clock on the wall glowed 2:03 a.m. in the dim light. I stirred awake to a familiar, dreadful-yet-endearing sound — a chorus of crying that could probably wake the entire penthouse floor.Beside me, Damien groaned, dragging a pillow over his head.“Oh no,” he muttered into the mattress, his voice muffled. “Please tell me that’s just a dream.”I snorted softly. “Unless your dreams include five very loud, very hungry children, I’m afraid not.”He peeked out from under the pillow, one bleary eye open. “Which ones are it this time?”I strained my ears. “Sounds like Selene… and possibly Cassius. No, wait—” another wail joined in “—definitely Cade. So that’s three out of five.”“Only three,” Damien sighed dramatically. “Progress.”I swung my legs out of bed, rubbing my eyes. “Come on, partner-in-parenthood. Let’s divide and conquer before they summon the other two.”He rolled onto his back, glaring at the ceiling. “I’m beginning to suspect the phrase ‘we have so much love to
DAMIEN'S POVI stared at the man sleeping beside me, the soft morning light just beginning to paint streaks across the penthouse bedroom. Adrian was deep in slumber; his breathing was soft, slow, steady. He looked utterly peaceful, probably exhausted, and I knew exactly why.The bedside table was a silent witness to the night’s events: a scattering of metal handcuffs, the black silk blindfold crumpled carelessly next to a single white feather. It had been intense.A familiar knot tightened in my gut. This felt less like something I shared with my husband and more like a ghost of my past life, the one filled with casual, sometimes harsh, encounters with strangers. That life was supposed to be buried the moment I committed to Adrian. Those past relationships were one-night things; this was forever.I had been so reluctant to revisit that part of myself, especially with him. Adrian was everything that was steady and good. But he was also the one who pushed for it.“I want to see all of y
ADRIAN'S POVMy pulse thrums in my throat as I lie on the soft sheets, my wrists bound tightly overhead with Damien’s black rope, the fibers biting just enough to remind me I’m his. The rough texture digs into my skin, but I don’t flinch. I want the bite. I need it.Damien stands before me, his broad frame silhouetted against the low light, his presence alone enough to make my cock twitch. I see the way his knuckles whiten, the way his jaw tenses just slightly. He’s holding back. Always fucking holding back.“Look at you,” he murmurs, his voice a rough purr that slides down my spine like a blade. “On your back like the good little boy you are.” His words should humiliate me. They should make me bristle. Instead, my breath hitches, my chest rising and falling faster as heat pools low in my gut. I lick my lips, my mouth already watering for him. “I’ve missed this,” I admit, my voice rough. “Missed you like this.”Damien exhales sharply through his nose, a sound that’s almost a laugh, bu
DAMIEN'S POVI trace the outline of his body with my gaze, memorizing the way his muscles tense and release, the way his nipples pebble tighter when I exhale slowly, my breath ghosting over his collarbone.Then I reach for the ice cube sitting in the whiskey glass on the nightstand. The cold bites my fingers as I drag it down his sternum, following the trail of dark hair that leads to his cock.Adrian screams... a high, broken sound... as the ice hits his heated skin, his back bowing off the bed. “Fuck—Damieen, ah, Sir—” His voice cracks, his bound hands clenching into fists. I don’t stop.I circle his nipple with the melting ice, watching it bead up even tighter, the cold making it ache. Then I replace the ice with my mouth, my tongue hot and wet, lapping at the stiff peak before I bite down—just hard enough to make him gasp.“Such a responsive little sub,” I growl, my free hand sliding down to wrap around his cock. He’s burning up, his skin flushed, his pre-cum slicking my palm as
DAMIEN'S POVThe cool wood of the door pressed against Adrian’s back, a stark contrast to the heat radiating from my pinning body. My whispered promise, laced with a predatory edge, hung in the air between us, thick with anticipation. “We are not going to use any of those twenty boxes of condoms tonight, Adrian.”His breath hitched, a soft, involuntary sound, a blush, delicate as rose petals, bloomed across his cheeks, a testament to the effect I had on him. It was a thrill to feel the responsive thrum of his body against mine, a mirrored echo of the desire churning within me.“We’re going to savor this,” I murmured, my voice a low growl against his ear. “Consider it an extension of our honeymoon phase, my love.”Adrian’s eyes, wide and luminous in the dim hallway light, met mine. A ghost of a smile played on his lips as he asked, feigning innocence, “Again?”“Every night,” I promised, the words a vow as much as a threat. “Every night will be like our wedding night. You’ll get used t
ADRIAN'S POVThe moment we stepped out of the drug store, I could still feel the heat creeping up my neck. Damien’s shameless antics were nothing new, but the way he’d practically announced our sex life to that poor staff member was next-level audacious. Even now, as we walked back to the car, his fingers tangled possessively with mine, I could see the smugness radiating off him."You’re insufferable," I muttered, though there was no real bite to it. "You enjoy making people uncomfortable, don’t you?"Damien chuckled, the deep rumble of it vibrating against my side as he pulled me closer. "Only when it involves you," he murmured, his lips brushing my ear. "Besides, you love it when I remind everyone who you belong to."I rolled my eyes but didn’t deny it. There was something undeniably thrilling about Damien’s possessiveness—the way his voice dropped into that warning growl whenever someone so much as looked at me wrong. It was primal, intoxicating. And, okay, maybe a little arousing.







