LOGINLilliana’s POVI’d slowly walked into the room with everything that Kieran had told me playing back in my head over and over again and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the thoughts.I hated the fact that I was letting what he thinks have so much effect on me like that but there was nothing I could really do about it as I curled up on the bed like a wet cat.“I’m back,” Nikolai announced cheerily and that would’ve changed my mood if I hadn’t met Kieran and listened to him say all those things.“Welcome back.” I managed to let out before curling even harder as I tried my best to ignore Nikolai.From the way his breath brushed the nape of my neck and how he pulled me into him, I could tell that he was on the bed with me already.“What’s wrong?” He questioned, his voice bridling with his worry as he turned me over to face him, “you’re not in a good mood.” He added.Shaking my head, I let out a forced smile as I tried to assure Nikolai that I was fine but I’ve never been a good
AMELIA.Good girl.I shivered at the sound of it and I felt tingles rush through my entire being. His green eyes were piercing, raising goosebumps on my skin as I swallowed.I’ve never wanted to be called a good girl like I want to now. I’ve always been a sucker for praise and something about the way he said it, the way his cold fingers trailed an imaginary line from my jaw down to my neck and then lower until he got above my pussy.My breath caught in my throat as I watched Rowan, anticipation filling me, my whole body was filled with waiting as my pussy throbbed.The tears that welled up in my eyes caused them to itch and the huge bile that was lodged in my throat didn’t budge even as I swallowed.“Please,” I cried, hot, sizzling tears streaming down my cheeks, the tears choking me as I wept aloud but he was unmoved by my sobs.“Will you let me go now?” I asked, my eyes begging him but he only smirked, his breath extremely hot and unbearable on my face as he moved a loose streak of
MARIAN.I want them to push the sheets down, spread my thighs, and remind me exactly who I belong to this morning. I want them to tease and edge me until I’m crying and begging, telling them that I can’t take it anymore.I want Aeron to put his hand on my neck in a chokehold, and look me in the eye while he pounds that monstrous cock into my cock. Oh fuck, the thought alone makes another rush of pussy juice slip out of me.At this rate, I am going to be begging them to fuck me before I can stop myself, and now that I think about it, that wouldn’t be so bad.Aeron breaks the kiss slowly, eyes dark as he looks at me as if he can tell every filthy thought that runs through my mind, as if he knows exactly what I’m imagining right now.Maybe he does, his eyes are even darker than when he’d first broken the kiss, and the way his tongue slips out to wet his lower lip knocks the air right out of me, it’s almost as though I’m in a sexy trance that I don’t want to come out of.He moves a loose
MARIAN.Everything is absolutely perfect. There is a peace in my heart that I haven’t felt in a long time in the course of my marriage with Malcolm. I’m smiling, and this time, it’s not a performative smile.It’s not the kind of smile you give when you want a meeting or a conversation to be over quickly, it’s not the kind of smile you give because you don’t want to piss your husband off and get him mad at you.No, this one feels as though there is absolutely nothing wrong in my life. It’s the kind of smile that makes me feel like a girl again.I’m standing on the same private beach from the island, only the sky is a softer gold and the water is warm when it reaches my ankles. The four of them are there—Zayden, Aeron, Tristan, Zephyr—laughing about something I can’t quite hear.No one is watching the time. No one is waiting for a phone call that will drag us back. Everything is just…. Surreal.And I know, deep down, I know this is a dream because I know we left the island already, and
AERON.She’s a panting mess in minutes—hips rolling, hands gripping whatever she can reach, soft broken moans spilling out every time one of us does something new.I feel the flutter around my fingers that means she’s close, and I just know that Zayden is about to enjoy the deliciousness that’s about to spill out of her.“Oh God. Ohh, myyyy, Goddd. I’m—I’m going to come—” She gasps, her pussy walls tightening even harder around my fingers, trying to milk it dry completely.“Do it, bunny.” I tell her. “Come on his tongue and all over my fingers. Let us feel every damn thing.”We don’t ease up. Zayden doubles down, licking and sucking harder, and I want to add a fourth finger, but I stop myself, and instead, I fuck the three fingers into her in steady, deep strokes.Tristan’s hand slides down to play with her clit from above while Zayden works below. She shatters with a raw cry, cunt clamping down, slick running over my hand and Zayden’s chin.My brothers and I work her through it until
AERON.Her eyes are glassy, she’s looking at me as if asking me why I stopped, and even though I haven’t touched any other part of her body aside from her face, I can tell just how wet she is.Her cunt is practically dripping, her pussy juice is trickling down her inner thighs, and when she realizes that I know—that I can see how drippy she is, her cheeks turn red, and that only makes her more beautiful.Her lips are red from the kiss, and I can see where the blood pooled where I’d kissed her. She opens her mouth as if she wants to say something, but words seem to fail her, and seeing her like this makes me feel strangely filled.If she was a painting, I’d give an entire room to her, and then sit somewhere and take in the sight of her. Yes, I may be repeating myself, but I know for damn sure that I could look at her for the rest of my life and never get bored.On a side note, my brothers and I do have a room dedicated solely to paintings of her, but for some reason that is nothing com
MARIAN.For the umpteenth time, I toss the dress I am holding aside. It’s red, and it would have been perfect for a club outfit, but it’s too long, it’s the kind of dress worn to corporate events, and I’m not going to any corporate event.I want heads to turn the moment I walk in, I want the room t
MARIAN.“Let’s get a divorce, Marian.”My eyes widen, but not because of the statement, but because of how much thought he has put into getting a divorce.Well, at least that proves he’ll put effort into something if it means getting away from me—the woman who stuck with him for ten years, and hand
MARIAN.His eyes stay on me, and it feels as though I’m in a staring contest with him, a contest I know all too well that I’m going to lose, and true to that, I did not just blink, but I also looked away.When he looks at me like that, I think in directions I shouldn’t. I start imagining things I k
MARIAN. The VIP section is quiet as I feel all four brother’s eyes on me. My body burns, and my grip around my clutch tightens so hard that my knuckles turn white, it’s almost as if it’s the only thing I’m looking to as an anchor. A low guttural laugh emanates from Zayden as he stands to his feet







