INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 10The door creaks open and they walk in, I don't move, just lie there trembling on the plush rug, their cum drying on my skin, my ass throbbing from Evren's brutal assault. The drug still hums beneath my veins, a sickly sweet poison that makes my body ache with need even as my mind recoils."Look at her," Soren's voice cuts through the haze. "Still trembling. Still wanting."Cassiel's cold gaze sweeps over my broken form. "The drug's wearing off. Her body remembers though."Evren laughs, a rough, cruel sound. "Of course it does. Little slut loved every second of it."I want to deny it, to scream at them, but my lips only form a weak moan. My traitorous cunt clenches at their words, empty and desperate.Soren kneels beside me, his fingers tracing patterns through the drying fluids on my stomach. "I have an idea. A game." His voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper. "We'll take turns with her. But there's a rule… each of us has to make her beg for something more depraved than
Chapter 10The door creaks open and they walk in, I don't move, just lie there trembling on the plush rug, their cum drying on my skin, my ass throbbing from Evren's brutal assault. The drug still hums beneath my veins, a sickly sweet poison that makes my body ache with need even as my mind recoils."Look at her," Soren's voice cuts through the haze. "Still trembling. Still wanting."Cassiel's cold gaze sweeps over my broken form. "The drug's wearing off. Her body remembers though."Evren laughs, a rough, cruel sound. "Of course it does. Little slut loved every second of it."I want to deny it, to scream at them, but my lips only form a weak moan. My traitorous cunt clenches at their words, empty and desperate.Soren kneels beside me, his fingers tracing patterns through the drying fluids on my stomach. "I have an idea. A game." His voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper. "We'll take turns with her. But there's a rule… each of us has to make her beg for something more depraved than
Chapter 9Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust.My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense."What the fuck…?" Evren's voice cuts through the haze. His hand shoots out, gripping my chin hard enough to bruise. "Soren, what did you give her?"Soren's laugh is dark and triumphant. "A little something to make our toy beg for more." He steps closer, his fingers trailing through my tears. "Watch
Chapter 9Cassiel kneels between my spread legs, his cold fingers wrapping around my hips to position me just right. I can feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against my untouched entrance, the threat of it making me tremble. But i feel something strange. A strange heat blooms in my chest, spreading through my veins like wildfire. My vision swims, the edges blurring not with tears but with a dizzying rush of pure, terrifying lust.My skin flushes, beads of sweat forming on my brow as my pulse starts roaring in my ears. Every nerve ending comes alive, hypersensitive and screaming for more. The pain from Evren's assault melts away, replaced by an insatiable hunger that makes no sense."What the fuck…?" Evren's voice cuts through the haze. His hand shoots out, gripping my chin hard enough to bruise. "Soren, what did you give her?"Soren's laugh is dark and triumphant. "A little something to make our toy beg for more." He steps closer, his fingers trailing through my tears. "Watch
Chapter 8The last tremors of my orgasm are still wracking my body when Evren's voice cuts through the haze, low and small against my ear. "You like being used, don't you?" His fingers, still coated with my arousal, press harder against my lips, forcing me to taste myself. Before I can answer, before I can even draw a proper breath, he spins me around with brutal force.My body slams against a nearby table, the sharp edge digging into my stomach. The impact knocks the wind from my lungs, but Evren doesn't give me a moment to recover. His hand is on the back of my neck, pressing my face against the cold wood while his other hand tears at my skirt. The fabric rips as he yanks it up over my hips, exposing my ass to the cool air of the corridor."Evren, please!" I gasp, but my plea dissolves into a choked cry as his grip tightens on my hips. His fingers dig into my flesh like iron claws, already bruising, already claiming."Shut the fuck up," he snarls, and then I feel it, the thick,
Chapter 7The impact sends me stumbling back, my shoulder blades hitting the cold plaster of the wall with a soft thud. Evren's hands are on me instantly, not to steady me but to pin me, his grip like iron bands around my upper arms. His presence overwhelms the narrow corridor, blocking out the moonlight, casting me entirely in his shadow. My heart hammers against my ribs, each beat a frantic drum against the cage of my chest."Running from something, Elara? Or running to it?" His voice is smooth as polished obsidian, each word carefully enunciated. His eyes sweep over me, taking in every detail of my disheveled state, the way my apron is rumpled, the flush that still paints my cheeks, the swollenness of my lips that Soren's wine and kisses left behind. I can feel his gaze stripping away my composure layer by layer."I—" The word catches in my throat, dry and useless. The scent of Soren's cedar and wine still clings to my skin, a damning perfume in the sterile air of the corridor.
Chapter 3 The carriage jolts forward, the iron wheels grinding against cobblestones as we leave the city behind.The velvet curtains are drawn, sealing us in darkness, but I don’t need light to know Rhysand is watching me.His presence is a weight on its own, a heat that presses against my skin ev
Chapter 2“You have to wake up, darling.”The voice slips into my dreams like an intrusion. I toss under the covers, muffling a groan.“Betty, please,” I mumble, my words thick with sleep. “Let me get some shut‑eye.”The pillow is pulled away andCold fingers brush my cheek.I jerk upright. My heart
Chapter 2Jordan glanced over, his smirk slow and small, like a man who knew exactly what he was doing. His dark eyes traced the curve of my neck, the way my dress clung just a little too tight to my hips, the flush already creeping up my chest. "Damn, you look good enough to eat," he murmured, h
Chapter 5After dinner, we head to the private room in the restaurant. The moment the private room’s door clicks shut behind us, the hum of the restaurant fades into silence, replaced by the low, rhythmic pulse of the vibrator still nestled against my clit. I stand frozen, my back pressed against







