All Chapters of Pleasured By My Husband's Twin Brother : Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

“You’re quiet tonight.”Asher’s voice cut across the dinner table, mild but watchful. I looked up from my plate and forced a small smile. Kai sat opposite me, wine glass loose in his fingers, expression unreadable. The three of us alone in the formal dining room after the staff had been dismissed. Candlelight flickered over the polished wood. My blue dress felt too tight across my chest.“Just tired,” I said. “The party last night ran late.”Asher reached over and covered my hand with his. “Then I’ll put you to bed early. After I take that dress off the way I promised.”Across the table Kai’s jaw flexed once. He took a slow sip of wine and set the glass down with deliberate care. “I think I’ll head to the lake house for a bit. Clear my head.”Asher nodded without looking at him. “Don’t stay out too late. We have the family brunch tomorrow.”Kai stood, pushed his chair in, and left. The front door closed softly behind him. Asher’s thumb stroked over my knuckles.“Come upstairs with me.

Lila’s POV “Excuse me, is this the entrance for the private mixer?”The woman at the velvet rope barely looked up from her tablet. Her voice was low and bored. “Name?”“Lila Voss. I have a reservation under the company event for Meridian Media. It should be listed as the after-hours networking thing.”She scrolled, then smirked. “You’re in the right place, sweetheart. Go ahead.”I stepped past her in my soft blue dress that still smelled like the dry cleaner, heels clicking on dark marble. The air changed the second the heavy door shut behind me. Warm. Heavy with perfume, sweat, and something sharper, like melted wax and sex. Music pulsed low, more heartbeat than melody. Soft lights glowed red along the walls.I thought it was a mistake at first. Some upscale lounge for the media launch. My boss had said “exclusive after-party, dress nice, make connections.” I had spent the last three years in a small Midwestern town, raised by a strict grandmother who kept Bibles on every surface an

Lila’s POV “Bring her out. The floor is ready.”Dominic’s voice cut through the haze still clouding my head. Kane eased out of my ass first. Thick cum followed and slid down my thighs. Dominic lifted me off his cock. More warmth leaked from my pussy. My wrists stayed cuffed. They didn’t bother cleaning me. The mess was part of the show.Kane draped a thin black robe over my shoulders. It barely covered anything. My nipples showed through the open front. Cum glistened on my skin under the red lights as they walked me back into the main room.The music had dropped lower. A raised platform waited in the center under a brighter spotlight. Leather restraints hung from the corners. A low table nearby held melted chocolate, fresh strawberries, a thick glass plug, and a small paddle. People gathered in a loose circle. Some still fucked against the walls. Others simply watched, eyes hungry.Dominic guided me up the steps. “On your hands and knees. Face the crowd.”I dropped down. The robe sli

Lila’s POV “On the table. Face up. Legs spread wide.”The owner’s command left no space to hesitate. Kane and Dominic lifted me onto the low padded table in the center of the private lounge. Soft leather under my back. My robe was stripped away again. Cool air touched every sticky place on my skin.Restraints clicked around my wrists and ankles, locking me open. A row of men stood in a loose circle. Some already hard. Some stroking slowly while they stared at the cum still leaking from my pussy and ass. Candles burned on a side table. Metal clamps glinted beside them. A thick, ridged toy rested next to a bottle of oil.Dominic leaned over me, voice low. “You’re going to take every one of them. Look at their faces while they use you.”The first man stepped between my thighs. Older. Expensive watch still on his wrist. He rubbed the head of his cock through the mess coating my folds, then pushed in deep. My body accepted him easier now, still stretched from earlier. He fucked me in stea

Ava.“Stay after. Weight room. Door stays unlocked this time.”Knox’s text lit up my phone while I sat in the bleachers watching Noah run drills. My pulse jumped so hard I had to press my thighs together. I typed back before I could stop myself.“This is reckless.”His reply came in under ten seconds. “You like reckless. Be there.”I told Noah I needed to talk to Coach about the upcoming tournament schedule. He just nodded, already packing his bag with two teammates, completely trusting. The same trust that made my stomach twist with fresh guilt. Three years since my husband died and I had built our life around being the steady parent. The one who never slipped. Now I was slipping on purpose.The weight room smelled like iron and rubber and the faint leftover heat of teenage sweat. Knox was already inside, leaning against a bench press station, arms crossed over his chest. The gray shirt he wore clung to every hard line of muscle. His eyes tracked me the second the door swung shut.“Y