บททั้งหมดของ Taken by my stepfathers: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Eden’s POVThe estate was a fading silhouette in the rearview mirror as the sun began to bake the asphalt. We weren't traveling in a standard convoy; we were moving in a Rezvani Vengeance, a three-row, bulletproof beast that looked more like a tactical weapon than a luxury SUV. Felix was behind the wheel, his eyes hidden behind dark aviators, driving with a recklessness that kept my heart in my throat. The cabin was thick with the scent of leather and the heavy, lingering tension of the night before. Daniel and Silas sat in the middle row with me, their shoulders crowding mine. Daddy and Jonas occupied the rear, while Luca sat in the front passenger seat. Every time the tires hit a bump in the road, I felt the fluid from the night before shift inside me, a reminder of the Schmidt men's claim.We had been driving for hours. The landscape had shifted from the lush greenery of the estate to a desolate stretch of highway flanked by dense woods and jagged rocks. My body was an ache, my mus

Eden’s POVThe steel of the cuffs bit into my wrists as the mechanisms clicked shut against the heavy headboard. Daniel and Silas worked in silence, pulling my arms taut until my chest was arched toward the ceiling. My legs were yanked to their absolute limit, my ankles locked into the thick leather restraints at the base of the massive bed. I was stretched wide, pinned flat against the black silk, and completely exposed to the five other men circling the mattress. There was no hiding, no curling into a ball, and no shielding myself from the six pairs of eyes tracking every involuntary twitch of my muscles.The Schmidt men stood naked in the dim, recessed light of the house. They were all hard, their hands moving over their own cocks with impatient intensity as they watched me. The only sound in the room was the heavy crash of the Atlantic against the cliffs below and the jagged, synchronised breathing of the men. They stood like stone idols, their bodies powerful and intimidating, wa

Eden’s POVThe bed was wet under my back. I couldn't move my arms because of the cuffs, and the leather on my ankles kept my legs locked in a wide V. I was open to the room, leaking the fluid Daddy and Daniel had left inside me. I watched the men. They hadn't moved from their circle, but the energy had shifted. They were just watching me shake.Silas stepped out of the line. He didn't look at my face. He looked at my pussy, which was swollen and dripping onto the black silk. He walked to the edge of the mattress, his dick hard and angled upward. He didn't say anything to me. He didn't touch my hair or check if I was okay. He was there to take his turn in the rotation.He climbed onto the bed and stood on his toes, his feet finding purchase on the mattress near my hips. He reached down and grabbed my waist with both hands. His fingers dug into my skin, pinning my hips down so I couldn't move or tilt away from him. It was a position of total leverage, designed for maximum depth and zero

Eden’s POVThe weight of the previous claims felt like lead inside my gut. I was a saturated vessel, my skin painted with the sweat and salt of the Schmidt men who had already taken their fill. Every time I tried to draw a full breath, the scent of them filled my lungs, thick and inescapable. My wrists were numb where the steel bit into the bone, and my legs were locked so wide that the muscles had begun to tremble with a fine palsy. I was a ruined landscape of red marks and drying fluids, waiting for the next storm to break over me.Felix was the one to move this time.He didn't have the coldness of Silas or the ritualistic energy of Jonas. He stepped out of the shadows with a raw hunger that seemed to vibrate off his skin. He didn’t stop at the foot of the bed to watch or wait. He walked straight to the side of the mattress, his naked body looking like iron under the dim lights of the villa. His cock was a heavy, dark weapon, pulsing with every step he took, already slicked with a t

Eden’s POVThe metal of the headboard rattled as Daniel and Silas reached for the locks. Two sharp clicks echoed through the glass suite, and the pressure on my wrists vanished. My arms fell heavily to the black silk, useless and numb. The blood rushed back into my fingers with a stinging heat that made me flinch, but I couldn't even lift my hands to rub the deep, purple grooves the steel had carved into my skin."Legs," Daddy commanded.Jonas and Felix moved to the foot of the bed. They unbuckled the leather restraints from my ankles. The tension that had been holding my hips apart for hours finally snapped. My legs felt like lead, heavy and unresponsive as they flopped inward. I tried to pull my knees together to hide the ruin of my body, but my muscles were too spent to obey. I lay there, vibrating with a fine palsy, leaking the combined seed of the six men onto the expensive fabric."Get the water," Daddy said.Luca walked toward the en-suite bathroom, returning a moment later wit