Chapter 1

Ava's POV

I caught my husband balls deep in another woman, laughing like my heartbreak was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

"You bastard!" I screamed, my voice cracking as I stood frozen in the doorway of our luxurious bedroom. The scent of expensive perfume and sweat hit me hard. Derek did not even stop right away. He kept thrusting behind the blonde woman bent over our silk sheets, his hands gripping her hips tight while he looked over at me with zero shame.

"Ava, what the hell are you doing here?" he snapped, finally pulling out but not bothering to cover himself. "This is none of your business. Go downstairs or something."

"None of my business? This is our bed, Derek! Our home that I have been trapped in for years!" Tears stung my eyes but I blinked them back fast. My hands shook as I clutched the doorframe. "I have cooked for you, smiled for your clients, and stayed loyal while you treated me like I was invisible. And now this? In our own bed?"

The blonde woman actually laughed softly and pulled the sheet over herself halfway. Derek smirked and ran a hand through his messy hair. "Come on, Ava. You knew what this marriage was from day one. It is a business arrangement. I give you the big house, the cars, the cards. You stay quiet and look pretty. Do not act surprised now."

"Surprised? I am done, Derek. I want a divorce. Right now," I said, my voice getting stronger even though my chest felt like it was cracking open.

He stepped closer, still naked, and laughed again. "Divorce? Try it, sweetheart. You signed the prenup. You will walk away with nothing but the clothes on your back. Now get out before I call security and have them drag you out. Go cry somewhere else."

"I hate you," I whispered, but it came out loud enough for him to hear. "All these years without a single real touch from you. No kisses, no warmth, nothing. I feel dead inside."

The woman on the bed rolled her eyes. "Derek, baby, hurry up. She is killing the mood."

"See? Even she knows," Derek said, turning back to her. "Leave, Ava. We are finished here."

I grabbed my purse from the hallway table, my keys, and my phone. My heart pounded so hard I thought I might pass out. Without another word I ran out of the house, slamming the massive front door behind me. The cool night air hit my face as I got into my car and drove straight to the brightest lights I could find downtown.

The upscale bar was packed. Heavy music pulsed through the speakers, and colorful lights flashed across the crowd. I sat at the bar and ordered three shots of tequila back to back.

"Bad night?" the bartender asked, sliding the glasses over.

"You have no idea," I replied, downing the first one fast. The burn felt good. It made everything fuzzy. "Keep them coming. I need to forget."

I was on my fourth drink when a deep voice spoke right next to me. "Rough night, beautiful? You look like you could use some real company."

I turned my head and my breath caught. Three incredibly hot men stood there watching me. The tallest one had intense dark eyes and a commanding way of standing like he owned the whole room. "I am Marcus," he said, his voice low and smooth.

Next to him, the guy with the wicked grin leaned on the bar. "Damien here. You got fire in those eyes. Tell us what happened."

The quiet one with the piercing stare that felt like it could read my soul gave a small nod. "Lucas. You do not have to talk if you do not want to. But we are good listeners."

I laughed a little, the alcohol making me loose. "Listeners? Yeah right. My husband just fucked another woman in our bed and laughed at me when I caught him. Years of cold nights and now this. I am so done."

Marcus whistled low. "What an absolute fool. A woman like you should be worshipped, not ignored. How long has that been going on?"

"Too long," I said, taking another sip. "He has not touched me in months. Maybe over a year. I feel like a stranger in my own body."

Damien slid onto the stool beside me, his knee brushing mine. "That is criminal. If you were mine, I would not be able to keep my hands off you. Feel this?" He lightly touched my arm. "Your skin is so soft. Bet the rest of you feels even better."

I shivered but did not pull away. "You guys are trouble, aren't you?"

Lucas smiled for the first time, small but real. "Only the good kind. Tell us more about what you need tonight, Ava. Because I can already tell you need to feel alive again."

We moved to a private corner booth in the back. The music was still loud but it felt more intimate. Drinks kept coming. Conversation flowed fast and hotter with every minute.

"So he really laughed at you?" Damien asked, his hand now resting on my knee under the table. "I would never laugh at a woman like you. I would be too busy making you moan."

My face heated up. "Yeah, he did. He said it was just business. I have been starving for any kind of real touch. It is embarrassing how badly I want it right now."

Marcus leaned in across the table, his intense eyes locked on mine. "Nothing embarrassing about wanting pleasure, Ava. When was the last time someone made you come so hard you forgot your own name?"

"Never," I admitted, my voice breathy. Damien's fingers traced higher up my thigh. "God, that feels nice. Do not stop."

Damien grinned wider. "We have not even started. Say the word and we will show you what three men who actually appreciate a woman can do. I bet you are already wet just thinking about it."

I bit my lip. The alcohol and their words had me burning inside. "You are all so direct. I should say no but... yes. I want this. I need to feel wanted tonight."

Lucas reached over and brushed my hair back. "Good girl. You deserve this. We are going to take care of every inch of you. Our suite is right next door. Come with us and let us make you feel everything you have been missing."

Marcus stood and offered his hand. "No regrets, Ava. Just pleasure."

I took his hand. My heart raced as we left the bar and walked the short distance to the luxury hotel next door. The elevator ride was tense with heat. Damien kissed my neck softly. "You smell incredible. I cannot wait to taste the rest of you."

Inside the big suite, the door barely closed before everything exploded. Marcus pulled me against him first. "Look at me, Ava. You sure you want all three of us?"

"Yes," I said, my hands already on his chest. "Touch me everywhere. Please."

He kissed me deep and hard, his tongue sliding against mine. I moaned into his mouth. "You taste so good," he growled. "I have been thinking about these lips since I saw you at the bar."

Damien came up behind me, his hands sliding under my dress to cup my breasts. "These feel perfect. So full and soft. Your nipples are already hard for us." He pinched them gently through my bra and I gasped.

"Oh god, yes. That feels so good," I whispered.

Lucas knelt down in front of me, lifting my dress. "Let me see how wet you are already." He pulled my panties aside and ran his tongue right over my most sensitive spot. "Fuck, you are soaked. You like having three men on you, don't you?"

"Yes, Lucas, right there," I cried out, my legs shaking. His tongue moved in slow circles, then faster. "Do not stop. Please."

Marcus kept kissing me while Damien sucked on my neck and played with my breasts. "Tell us how it feels, beautiful," Marcus said against my lips. "Use your words."

"It feels incredible," I moaned. "I am so close already. Lucas, your mouth is magic."

Lucas slid two fingers inside me while his tongue kept working. "Come for me, Ava. Let us hear you."

I shattered hard, my whole body trembling as the orgasm hit me like a wave. "Fuck! Yes! Lucas!"

They did not give me time to recover. They moved me to the huge king bed, stripping my clothes off completely. Marcus laid me back and spread my legs. "My turn to be inside you. You ready?"

"I need it," I begged. "Fuck me, Marcus."

He pushed in slow at first, stretching me. "So tight and warm. You feel perfect around me." He started thrusting deeper. "Tell me how you like it."

"Harder," I gasped. "I want all of it."

Damien knelt beside us, stroking himself. "Watch me while he fucks you, Ava. Open your mouth." I took him in, sucking eagerly. "That's it. Good girl. Your tongue feels amazing."

Lucas watched with hungry eyes, his hands roaming my body. "You look so beautiful taking both of them. I love how your body moves."

They switched positions smoothly. Damien took me from behind, pounding hard while I moaned loudly. "Yes, Damien! Deeper!"

"You like it rough, huh?" he said, slapping my ass lightly. "I knew you would. Say my name again."

"Damien! Fuck me harder!"

Marcus took my mouth again while Lucas fingered me at the same time. The sensations were overwhelming. Pleasure built higher and higher.

Lucas entered me next, slow and intense. "Look into my eyes, Ava. Feel every inch." He moved deep, hitting spots I did not know existed. "You are doing so well. Come again for us."

I cried out as another orgasm ripped through me. "Lucas! Oh my god!"

They kept going, taking turns, sometimes two at once. Damien in front, Marcus behind. "You are ours tonight," Marcus said. "Every moan, every tremble belongs to us."

"I am yours," I panted. "Do not stop. I want more."

Hours passed in a blur of skin, sweat, and pleasure. They worshipped every part of me. Fingers, tongues, and hard thrusts brought me to peak after peak. I lost count of how many times I came. Their dirty words and praises filled the room.

"You are so fucking sexy when you come," Damien said.

"Take everything we give you," Lucas added softly.

By the end I was sore, satisfied, and glowing. They held me between them until I drifted off.

When I woke up the next morning, the bed was empty except for me. My body ached in the most delicious way. Shame tried to creep in but the memories of their touches made me smile for a second. "What did I just do?" I whispered.

I dressed quickly and left the hotel. As I stepped onto the busy street, a sleek black car slowed down. I caught Marcus watching me from the back seat, that intense smile on his face.

My phone buzzed in my hand. Unknown number.

I opened the message. "Last night was only the beginning, beautiful. We will see you soon."

My heart raced as I stared at the words. Part of me was terrified. Another part was already excited for what might come next.