登入ZAYLAThe room fell silent after my words. For a moment, nobody said anything. Not Zarek.Not Ziven. Not even Zane.The silence wasn't uncomfortable. It felt heavy. Like something had shifted between us, and none of us quite knew what to do with it yet.It felt like a weight was lifted off my chest. What happened that night in the club was the wake-up call I needed. It was time I finally took responsibility for myself. Time to prepare for what I wanted most, making Lugard and my parents pay for what they did to me in my past life.And these men?They're my key. Zane sighed. A long, slow breath. The kind that sounded like he was giving up an argument before it even started."Fine." I blinked. "Fine?" "Don't look so surprised, Angel." His mouth twitched. "You're right. I can't argue with that, even if I wanted to.""Just admit you lost." Ziven muttered. "I don't remember asking your opinion." "I didn't even say anything offensive." "Lost is an offensive word." "I'm sorry
ZANE I froze in the kitchen doorway, the plate of food still in my hand. What promise? Zayla’s words echoed in my head. She was standing there in that silk robe, her cheeks still flushed from last night, looking small but defiant as she stared Zarek down.Zarek, of course, looked completely unbothered. Like always.I stepped into the room, setting the plate on the counter with a little too much force. "Angel," I said, my voice light as my eyes locked on Zarek. "What promise?" The room was dead silent. Zayla's eyes widened as she looked at me, then Zarek. And over again. Surprised. Or maybe confused. Ziven who had left the room earlier, walked over in gentle strides, obviously curious to also hear whatever this promise was.Zarek didn't even blink. Rather, he took another slow sip of his coffee, his silver eyes meeting mine calmly. "Nothing that concerns you," he said flatly, slightly tilting his head to look at Ziven. "Including you." Bullshit. I walked over to Zayla, sl
ZAYLAI woke up slowly, wrapped in warmth and the faint scent of sex and cologne.My body ached in the best and worst ways. My thighs were sore, and my pussy was tender. There were faint bruises on my hips from fingers gripping too hard, and a dull throb in my throat that reminded me of the way they had held me there. It was anything but gentle. Possessive rather. I was in my own bed.Someone had carried me here after I passed out. The sheets were soft and clean, but my skin still smelled like them.I shifted slightly and winced. Oh Godd, my entire body felt sore. I sat up carefully, pulling the sheet around my naked body. Every movement reminded me of last night. From Zane’s relentless thrusts, to Ziven’s filthy words, both of them stretching me open at the same time until I couldn’t think.I blushed hard just remembering it.I brushed my teeth, then washed up afterwards. I returned and slipped on a silk robe and padded barefoot toward the living room. I could hear quiet voices f
ZAYLA Ziven’s grip tightened in my hair as he fucked my mouth deeper, his thick cock sliding over my tongue.“Fuck— I’m close,” he growled, his voice rough. “Swallow every drop like the greedy cumslut you are.”Zane kept pounding into me from behind, his cock stretching my pussy relentlessly, the wet slap of his hips against my ass echoing loudly.Ziven suddenly thrust deep, holding my head still as his cock pulsed. Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded my mouth. It was salty, slightly bitter, with a musky taste that made my eyes water. I moaned around him, struggling to swallow as he kept pumping, filling my mouth until it overflowed slightly from the corners of my lips.I looked at him through my wet lashes, to see his face and expression. His brows were deeply creased, eyes so dark and molten.“Swallow it,” he commanded, his voice dark. “All of it.”I swallowed, gulping hard, the thick warmth sliding down my throat. The taste lingered, heavy and masculine. My face burned with humiliatio
ZAYLAZiven pulled back, making me instantly miss the loss of his hot breath on my pussy. His fingers followed, leaving me empty and throbbing uncontrollably. I hissed at the loss. His eyes traveled down to my swollen, aching pussy, admiring the mess he’d made of me. The intensity in his expression sent heat straight to my core, and I clenched. He chuckled sinfully, his gaze gleaming with satisfaction. Just then, Zane stood up, his eyes burning with raw hunger as he looked down at my spread, dripping pussy. He stroked his cock slowly and my breath caught. I’d seen Zarek's and Ziven's before, but Zane—Holy fuck. Could they be any more perfect?!Zane's is fucking huge! Thick, heavy, and rock-hard, the head flushed dark and already leaking with pre-cum. The shaft was long and veined, curving slightly upward, easily the thickest I’d ever seen. It looked almost too big.Ziven noticed my wide-eyed stare and chuckled darkly behind me.“Look at her face,” he said, now gripping my throat.
ZAYLA I whimpered, my walls clenching desperately around Zane’s fingers. The edge was so close I could taste it, but Zane kept his pace slow and cruel, curling just enough to keep me trembling without letting me fall.He kissed the corner of my mouth, his voice soft and coaxing. “That’s it, Angel. Just a little longer.”Ziven hissed. A low, guttural sound, and I realized he was done being patient. He moved, and in one swift motion, he pulled me back against his chest, away from Zane's fingers. I gasped at the sudden emptiness, my body protesting. "Enough teasing," he growled, his voice low and rough. "She's been a greedy little slut all night. First she teased me in the car, then she comes in here dripping like a desperate whore, begging us to make her forget." His words hit me like a slap, filthy, degrading, and so hot my knees almost buckled. Zane's smirk widened, enjoying every moment of it.Ziven spun me around to face him, one big hand gripping my jaw, forcing my eyes up to







