All Chapters of Naked Pages (Erotica Collection): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 5“Look at you,” he panted, sweat dripping down his neck. “Sweet little bride. Riding your husband’s son like a goddamn whore.”Shame shot through me, sharp and bright—and I clenched around him harder.“Yeah,” he muttered darkly, watching my reaction. “You like that.”“Nathan—please—”“You wanna come?” he asked, thumb brushing over my clit just enough to make me jolt. “Then ride me properly.”“Nathan—” I gasped, eyes fluttering shut. “Please, I can’t—”“You can,” he said calmly, like I was making excuses. “You’re still moving, Reeva. You haven’t even tried to stop.”His grip on my hips tightened. He pulled me down harder, made me feel every inch of him again. I whimpered, breath catching in my throat.“You want to stop?” he asked, tilting his head like he already knew the answer.I shook my head instantly. “No. No, no just…”His hand came up, slid around my throat like it belonged there. Not too hard. Not soft either. Just enough to make my body pulse around him again.“Then r

CHAPTER 2LUCIENHer breath hitched as I freed my cock.She reached for it.I grabbed her wrist mid-air. “No. You don’t get to touch.”She whimpered. “Please—”“You want to be used?” I growled. “Then shut up and open your mouth.”She obeyed without blinking.Mouth wide. Tongue out.Holy fuck.I gripped the back of her head and slid in, slow just for a second, until her lips wrapped around me.Then I shoved deep.She gagged. Tried to breathe.I didn’t let her.“Take it,” I hissed. “Take every inch.”Her throat clenched. Eyes watering. Hands clutching my thighs, nails digging into me.But she didn’t pull away.Good girl.I fucked her mouth with sharp, punishing thrusts, hips snapping forward, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her shoulder like I could anchor myself in her.“Fuck, yes—” I groaned. “You look so good like this. You were made for this. Weren’t you?”She moaned around me.I yanked her off by the hair, strands wrapped around my fist.Her lips were swollen. Chin wet. Ey

CHAPTER 4SERAPHINAI couldn’t stop smiling.I literally could not stop smiling.I just had sex with Professor Lucien Vale. On his desk. In his office. With the door locked and my panties somewhere under his chair. My legs were still trembling.My phone buzzed as I entered my apartment. I kicked the door shut, leaning against it for a second just to catch my breath.It was real.I actually fucked my professor.“Holy shit,” I whispered to no one, laughing under my breath.I ran straight to the bathroom, peeled off my dress, and stepped into the shower. The water hit my skin like fire. I winced at the sensitivity between my legs.Worth it.Every single ache was worth it.His voice still echoed in my head.You’re mine.Say it.I bit my lip and leaned against the wall as the water cascaded over me.“goddamn,” I whispered. “What the hell is happening?”I wrapped myself in a towel and padded into my room. Too lazy to do anything else, I threw on an oversized t-shirt—one of those college tee

CHAPTER 2CADENI pulled her into a kneel at the foot of the bed.She swayed, nearly fell.I caught her chin in my hand. “You listen to my voice. You breathe when I tell you. You beg when I make you.”She bit her lip.I slapped it lightly. “Words, Valentina.”“Yes, sir.”That was better.My fingers tangled in her hair. I tugged her head back slowly until her mouth parted on instinct.I didn’t kiss her.She was already trembling, already shifting on her knees, thighs clenching together.“Spread your legs.”“Caden—”I slapped her inner thigh.She gasped.“Do it.”Her knees widened. Back straight. Mouth open. Blindfolded and roped like a pretty little gift waiting to be unwrapped.I crouched in front of her.“Now tell me,” I murmured, breath ghosting over her lips. “Was dancing with those men worth this?”“No,” she whispered.“Louder.”“No, sir.”“Good girl.”Her breath caught at that.god, she liked praise. I filed that away.I let my hand trail down her neck, over her chest, brushing l

CHAPTER 1EVELINA“It’s time.” I don’t move.“Evelina,” my mother hisses behind me, her voice tight. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be.”Harder for who?I stare at myself in the mirror. The gown clings to my skin like it wants to suffocate me.I’m twenty-two. I should be graduating. Falling in love. Living.Instead, I’m being handed over like an envelope full of cash — traded by my family to settle old debts with the Moretti mafia.They call it a wedding. I call it a sale.Four.They never told me there’d be four.I thought I was marrying one Moretti heir. But when I step down the aisle, trembling, every man looks at me like he already owns me.Lucien. Dante. Caelum. Rafe.One by one, they approach.Lucien goes first — the eldest, the Don. His kiss is cold and brief, his gloved fingers brushing my cheek like he’s tasting something he bought.“Obedience,” he murmurs against my mouth. “Is the most beautiful kind of loyalty.”Next is Dante. He grabs my chin roughly, smirks, and