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Jonas's Claim

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-03-28 16:56:44

Eden’s POV

The black sheets were a swamp of fluids. My wrists were raw from the steel cuffs, and my legs still locked so wide the muscles in my inner thighs felt like they were tearing from the bone. I lay there, open and exposed, the combined weight of Daddy, Daniel, and Silas leaking out of my heat. The room was silent except for the heavy thumping of the Atlantic against the cliffs below.

Jonas stepped forward. He didn’t look at my face; he looked at the slick mess coating my thighs. He stoo
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    Eden’s POVThe first thing I felt was the weight. It wasn't just the heavy duvet or the massive, carved ebony bedframe. It was the physical ache in my bones, the soreness between my thighs, and the crushing reality of what had happened in this room while the moon was high. My body felt like it didn't belong to me anymore. It was a map of teeth marks, fingerprints, and the lingering heat of six different men.I opened my eyes, but the light coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows was too much. It was a pale, cold Atlantic sunrise that stripped away the glamour of the night and left only the raw, ugly truth.I was alone in the bed. That was the first surprise. I expected to be pinned down, held like a trophy, but the space beside me was empty. The sheets were a mess of silver silk, stained and wrinkled. The room smelled like spent sex, expensive tobacco, and that heavy, peaty scotch that seemed to run through the Schmidts' veins instead of blood.I tried to sit up, but a sharp sting

  • Taken by my stepfathers   The Master’s Mark

    Daniel’s POVThe room was saturated. The air was a thick, humid weight of musk, sweat, and the fading scent of Felix’s tobacco. I stood at the edge of the shadows, watching the rise and fall of Eden’s back. She was a map of our family’s greed—bruised, marked, and glistening under the amber lamps. Felix had left her on all fours, trembling, her head hanging low as she gasped for air that was too heavy to breathe.I set my glass down. The ice didn't even clink; the condensation had made it silent. I stripped the silk from my shoulders, letting it pool on the floor, and stepped into the light. I wasn't the Prince, and I wasn't the Butcher. I was the one who had maintained her. I was the one who had calculated her value from the moment she was born, and tonight, I was the one who would seal the Pact."Look at me, Eden," I said. My voice wasn't a roar; it was a cold, iron command.She didn't move fast enough. I reached out, my hand tangling in her sweat-dampened hair, and hauled her head b

  • Taken by my stepfathers   The Jester’s Bite

    Felix’s POVThe smell of Silas and Jonas was still heavy in the air, a thick, suffocating cloud of sweat and spent adrenaline, but I was already moving. My skin was crawling with a restless, jagged need that had been building since the moment we stepped out of that cellar. I didn't want to talk. I didn't want the scotch. I wanted the friction.I stepped into the light, my robe hitting the floor before I even reached the edge of the bed. Eden was a mess—flushed, trembling, her skin marked by the hands and teeth of the men who came before me. She was lying there like a broken bird, her breath coming in short, shallow hitches. I didn't give her a second to recover.I grabbed her ankles and hauled her toward me until her ass was hanging off the very edge of the mattress. I didn't wait for her to look at me. I didn't care if she was ready. I shoved her legs back until her knees were pinned against her own chest, exposing every inch of her ruined, soaking heat."My turn, little bird," I ras

  • Taken by my stepfathers   The Butcher and the Surgeon

    Silas’s POVThe heavy weight of my intent was a physical force as I stepped toward the bed. Luca was still breathing hard in the shadows, but I was already moving. I didn't need the scotch or the talk. I needed the heat. I reached out and hauled Eden from the sheets, her body slick and pliant, and threw her onto her back.I dropped to my knees between her thighs, my hands catching her knees and shoving them wide, pinning them against the mattress until she was completely exposed. I didn't look at her face. I looked at the ruin of her, the wet, swollen evidence of Father and Luca. I leaned in, my face inches from her heat, and inhaled the iron and musk. Then, I buried my face in her.I used my tongue like a weapon, licking her from the base of her clit down to the opening of her pussy with long, punishing strokes. She arched off the bed, her fingers digging into the pillows, a high, thin wail breaking from her throat. I didn't slow down. I sucked the swollen hood of her clit into my mo

  • Taken by my stepfathers   Harder, Luca

    Luca’s POV"My turn next."The words didn't just hang in the air; they cut through the thick, amber-scented haze of the room like a blade. Grandpa didn't even open his eyes, but I saw the corner of his mouth twitch—a ghost of a smirk from a man who had just seen his own savagery reflected in his grandson’s eyes.The room wasn't silent; it was humming. I could hear the wet, heavy breathing of Silas behind me, the sound of Daniel’s silk robe rustling as he shifted his weight, and the distant, rhythmic thrum of the Atlantic Ocean clawing at the cliffs below.I didn't wait for a formal hand-off. I didn't wait for the others to clear a path. I stepped onto the edge of the mattress, the silk yielding under my weight with a soft, expensive groan. Eden looked up at me, her face flushed a deep, bruised crimson, her lips swollen from Grandpa’s demands.She looked like a girl who had survived a hurricane only to find herself staring down a wildfire. There was no fear in her eyes anymore—Lilian h

  • Taken by my stepfathers   Grandpa's turn

    Luca’s POVThe glass in my hand was heavy, the crystal cold against my palm, but the liquid inside was like liquid fire. Eighteen-year-old scotch, peat-heavy and dark, is just the way Grandpa likes it. I took a slow sip, letting the burn settle in my chest as I leaned back against the mahogany wardrobe.I wanted to feel the sting. I wanted to feel everything tonight. My skin was still tight from the adrenaline of the cellar, the phantom vibration of Klaus’s bones breaking still echoing in the marrow of my own hands. My knuckles were bruised, a dull ache that reminded me of the way his jaw felt when it finally gave way under the weight of my fury.But the violence of the night was just the appetizer. This—the sight of her in the center of the room, surrounded by the men who owned the city and the men who owned her—was the main course.Eden stood there, stripped of that ruined white robe, looking like a goddess carved from ivory and moonlight. She was positioned right between the grandp

  • Taken by my stepfathers   Take the man

    Eden's POVI left it unlocked on purpose. I knew it was Daniel. The groceries in the fridge that I never bought, the sheets that suddenly smelled fresh when I hadn’t washed them, the mirror that no longer had streaks even though I never touched it. It wasn’t just in my head. He’d been coming here.

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-20

  • Taken by my stepfathers   I’m looking for work

    Eden’s POVThe morning light poured through the curtains, soft and golden, but nothing about it felt warm. I sat up slowly in bed, my eyes heavy and swollen from the night before. My cheek still throbbed faintly from Lilian’s slap, but that pain was background noise compared to the hollow ache sitt

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  • Taken by my stepfathers   I survived worse

    Eden’s POV“And where the hell are you coming from?” Lilian’s voice cut through the hallway like shattered glass. I stepped out of Daniel’s study, my heart still racing, my skin still buzzing with leftover adrenaline from being too close to him, from standing on the edge of something dangerous and

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-19

  • Taken by my stepfathers   Stop apologizing,

    I walk into the master bedroom and head straight to the shower. I thought I knew my wife, but it turned out, I knew nothing about Lilian. Her daughter is at the hospital, and she didn’t give a shit about it. I stepped out of the shower and dried myself and then looked for something casual to wear.

    last updateآخر تحديث : 2026-03-18
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