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Chapter 16: No turning back
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2026-07-24 13:34:00Bronte’s POV
The question was left in the air like a smoke. How long have you been fucking your stepdad? I sat there frozen on the couch like a chicken, surrounded by three men I barely knew, my face burning with shame. The tattooed one, I think his name was Marcus I really have to stop calling him "the tattooed one" he watched me with an amused eyes. The one with green eyes Damien, leaned back with a smile swirling his drink. The third, the quieter one named Victor, just observed me like I was something rare and fragile. “I.. it’s complicated,” I finally managed, my voice barely above a whisper. “It always is with Rufus.”Marcus chuckled softly Before I could say anything else, the door opened and Rufus stepped back in. His eyes immediately found mine, checking on me. He must have seen the panic on my face because he crossed the room and sat beside me again, pulling me close against his side. “Everything okay upstairs?” I whispered. “Chloe’s asleep,” he murmured, brushing my hair back. “She had a little too much wine. She won’t wake up for a while.” Relief washed all over me, but it was quickly replaced as Rufus’s hand slid back onto my thigh, higher this time. The other men watched with open interest now. Rufus kissed my temple, then my cheek, then the corner of my mouth. “ "You’re safe,” he whispered. “Just feel, let them see how beautiful you are when you let go.” His fingers slipped under my skirt, brushing against my panties. I gasped softly, gripping his arm. The others didn’t move yet they were waiting, letting Rufus lead. Damien spoke first, with his voice low. “She’s nervous. That’s cute.” “She’s learning,” Rufus replied, his fingers stroking me slowly through the fabric. I bit my lip hard to stay quiet. Victor finally spoke, his voice was so calm and deep. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want sweetheart, but from what Rufus has told us I think you want a lot.” I closed my eyes as Rufus pushed my panties aside and touched me directly. I was soaked, the shame of it made tears prick at my eyes, but the pleasure was stronger. My hips moved against his hand before I could stop myself. “That’s it,” Rufus breathed against my ear. “Good girl, show them how wet you get for me.” Marcus stood up and moved closer, kneeling in front of me. His hands rested on my knees spreading them wider. “May I?” Rufus nodded. Marcus kissed the inside of my thigh slowly, then he went higher. When his mouth replaced Rufus’s fingers, I had to bury my face in Rufus’s neck to muffle the moan that tore out of me. The sensations were breathtaking Marcus’s tongue working me like an expert while Rufus kissed me deeply, hands roaming over my boobs. Damien watched with hungry eyes, stroking himself through his pants. I felt like I was drowning in pleasure and guilt at the same time. Chloe was upstairs, my best friend. And I was down here letting this happen. The thought made me cry even as I came hard on Marcus’s tongue, shaking uncontrollably in Rufus’s arms. Rufus held me through it, whispering praises in my ear. “So perfect, so fucking perfect for me.” When I came down, they didn’t stop. Victor took Marcus’s place and then Damien. They took turns tasting me, touching me, while Rufus held me, kissed me and told me how proud he was. I lost track of how many times I came. At some point, I was on my knees in front of Rufus, taking him in my mouth while one of the others fucked me from behind. The room was filled with the sounds of skin and moans and filthy praise. But in the back of my mind, a small voice kept whispering to me "What are you becoming?" Hours later, when they finally let me rest, I lay curled against Rufus’s chest on the couch. The other men were getting dressed, murmuring their thanks and goodbyes. "We should do this again” Marcus said to Rufus "Of course we would" Rufus replied Rufus stroked my hair gently. “You did so well tonight,” he whispered. “I’m so proud of you.” I felt so alive. But as I moved to sleep in his arms, one thought kept circling in my messed up mind Chloe was still upstairs. And I had no idea what I was going to tell her in the morning.
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