ANMELDENMARIAN.As if he knows what I’m thinking, Zayden pulls his cock out of my cunt with a wet sound and steps aside, and before I can blink or even think of what’s about to happen next, Aeron takes his place immediately.He doesn’t ease in—he drives into me in one hard thrust, burying himself to the root while I’m still twitching from the last orgasm. “Fuckkk.” I cry out, the stretch almost too much so soon.I want this, I really do, and even my body is yearning for so much more, but every nerve in my body is screaming for me to rest even if it’s just for a few seconds.But then again, I know the brothers know my body better than I know it, and they can see that even though I want to rest, I’m not satisfied, and I know damn well they won’t stop until I’m satisfied.“Fucking hell, she’s so fucking warm.” Aeron grits out as his cock throbs inside my cunt, almost as though it’s pulling all the stops to make sure that I’m stretched wide open for him.He sets a brutal pace right away, hips sna
MARIAN. I swallow the lump that’s already lodged at the back of my throat as I nod, and when I do, Zayden doesn’t make me wait even a second longer, it’s almost as though he can see just how badly I want him inside me. It’s not going to be surprising, my pussy is a complete mess, and my heart is racing, plus, I’m also trying to push myself forward so that I can have his cock buried in my cunt. “Good girl.” Zayden smiles as he pushes forward in one slow, relentless slide, the thick head of his cock stretching me open until I’m forced to take every inch. “Fuckkk.” I whimper as his cock makes his way into my pussy. The burn is so fucking delicious—and deep and so fucking full I can’t breathe for a second. My pussy clenches hard around him the second he’s buried to the hilt, and a broken sound rips out of my throat. “Fuck… would you look at that.” Aeron growls, already leaning over me. He captures one nipple between his teeth and bites down just hard enough to make my back arc
MARIAN.No one answers with words, they just stare fixedly at me as their breathing becomes harsh, and I swear that the kind of relief and victory I feel right now almost feels the same as the one I felt when I realized that I may actually have a chance against Malcolm.All four brothers are at a complete loss for words. Zayden’s jaw is clenched so tight that I can see as a muscle jumps, and Zephyr’s hands are fists on his thighs while Aeron looks like he’s one second from lunging, and Tristan’s eyes never leave the space between my legs.My heart is pounding, but maybe it’s thanks to the champagne I had with my food, but my boldness is off the charts. I can tell that they’re ready to completely devour me, and that only makes the heat burn hotter.My pussy pulse, and their mouths hang open at the same time when they see the amount of juice my cunt squeezes out. I smile when I see the look on their faces, the act slow and wicked.“Oh boys, you look like you’re starving.” I chuckle as I
MARIAN.I don’t know what to say to that, I have no idea how to respond to them so I just chuckle before looking out the window, and I see that the jet already levels out high above the clouds.Our food soon arrives—light, perfect, plated like art, and we eat not so quietly as conversation starts flowing easily. They ask me what I want to do, and I haven’t given it that much thought, but I tell them what comes to mind.I haven’t slept well in days, so the first thing I intend to do is sleep until my eyes can no longer close. They laugh at it, but it isn’t mocking, and they promise to make sure that I get my beauty sleep.I catch Zayden watching my mouth when I take a bite as Zephyr’s knee stays pressed against mine the entire time, and Aeron’s fingers brush my wrist when he passes me water while Tristan’s eyes never leave mine for long.Then when we finish eating, the plates are cleared as the hostess disappears behind the forward curtain. The cabin is quiet except for the low roar of
MARIAN.I blink. I can’t believe my ears or my eyes at all. The private airfield stretches out like something out of a fever dream—pristine concrete, hangars gleaming under the late afternoon sun, that jet waiting like it was built just for us.“Y—You own it? All of it?” I ask, but my voice comes out as a whisper while my heart kicks hard against my ribs as I look from one brother to the next.“Just how rich are you?” The words slip out before I can stop them, even though I already know the answer to that question, and asking it right now when I’m standing on one of the proof that they’re richer than I can comprehend just feels a little uselessZephyr’s mouth curves into that slow, knowing tilt that always makes the heat pool low in my belly. His hand stays warm and steady against the small of my back, thumb stroking once like he can’t help himself.“Well, we couldn’t, in good conscience, possibly let you go through the normal airport when we have a private one.” He says, voice low an
MARIAN.My mouth opens, and for a second I don’t know what to say as I stare at Celine from her bare toes up to the top of her head. She’s wrapped in nothing but a white bedsheet, the fabric clutched tight under her arms, hair mussed, cheeks still flushed like she just rolled out of my husband’s bed.My husband’s bed. The same bed I’ve been forced to share a roof with for years while he treated me like furniture that still had to look pretty for company.I don’t care. No. But I do feel very sorry for her because she’s definitely lost her job because of someone that isn’t worth it. I’m her boss, I can fire her, and Malcolm wouldn’t dare interfere with that decision.I turn back to Malcolm slowly, the bags still heavy in my hands, and the laugh that comes out of me is soft and almost musical. “Would you look at that?” I sing, the words light and mocking.“Just when I didn’t think you could sink any lower, you prove me wrong and go straight down to hell.” I add with another fit of laught
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.My eyes grow wide at the sound of the voice, and I can hear my heart racing as if it’s desperately trying to tear through my ribs. My head still pounds, but the rest of my muscles feel relaxed, so I’m guessing the headache is because of how much whiskey I consumed.Running my fingers throug
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
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







