All Chapters of Hot & Owned: Billionaire Edition(erotica collection) : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The Midnight AuctionChapter 11: Lena stood in the center of the living room on the top floor. Afternoon sun poured through floor-to-ceiling windows and painted gold stripes across the dark hardwood. She was naked except for the collar. The padlock gleamed dull silver in the light. No leash today. No cuffs. No toys clipped anywhere. Just her skin, still carrying faint shadows of every mark he had put on her over the past ten days. The cane lines on her thighs had faded to pale pink ghosts. The flogger welts on her ass were barely visible now unless she twisted just right. Her nipples stayed perpetually tight, trained to harden at the sound of his footsteps. Between her legs everything felt permanently sensitive, like her body had learned to stay half-ready at all times.Dominic sat on the wide leather sofa across from her. Legs spread. Black shirt unbuttoned halfway. One arm draped over the backrest. The small key to her collar rested on the coffee table between them like a challenge

Protected Possession Chapter 2: I woke up on silk sheets that smelled like him. Cedar. Smoke. Something dark and expensive. My wrists hurt from the zip ties. They were gone now. Red marks circled my skin like bracelets. The collar stayed on. Leather warm from my body. The little padlock rested between my collarbones every time I swallowed. The room had no windows. Just stone walls. High ceiling. One heavy door. A bathroom behind a glass wall. No lock on that door. Nothing to hide behind. I sat up slow. My head spun. My legs felt weak. I looked down at myself. Still in the same jeans and sweater from the motel. Dirty. Torn at the sleeve. My bra strap showed through a rip. The door opened without a knock. Dominic walked in. Black shirt. Sleeves rolled up. No coat. He carried a tray. Coffee. Water. A plate of fruit and toast. Simple things. He set it on the small table by the bed. Eat, he said. Voice calm. Like this was normal. I stared at him. He sat in the chair across from t

Protected Possession Chapter 4: I woke up soaked. Sweat slicked my skin. Thighs stuck together. Pussy throbbing like a heartbeat. The heat had started for real now. My whole body felt like it was on fire from the inside. Nipples hard enough to hurt. Clit swollen and peeking out. Every breath made my cunt clench around nothing. I needed him. Bad. The door opened. Dominic stepped in. Black shirt half unbuttoned. Hair messy like he’d been running his hands through it. His eyes went straight to me. Dark. Hungry. Dangerous. You’re in heat, he said. Voice rough. Low. I nodded. Couldn’t speak. Just whimpered. He crossed the room fast. Grabbed my hair. Yanked my head back. Made me look up at him. Who the fuck do you think about when you’re this wet? You, I gasped. Liar. He dragged me off the bed by my hair. Threw me face down over the padded bench in the corner. The one with the rings. My tits pressed flat against the leather. Ass up. Legs kicked wide. I heard his belt unbuckle.

Protected Possession Chapter 6: I woke up with my pussy still leaking from the kitchen. Thick white cum dried on my inner thighs and ass crack. My asshole felt loose and tender. My cunt throbbed like it had its own heartbeat. The heat was worse today. My clit was swollen and sticking out. Every small move made fresh slick drip out of me. I needed his cock again so bad I was shaking. The door opened. Dominic walked in holding something black and shiny in his hand. A gun. Not the little one I had at the motel. This one was bigger. Heavy. Matte black. He checked the magazine. Clicked it back in. Then looked at me. On your knees. I slid off the bed fast. Dropped to the floor. Spread my legs wide. Hands behind my back. Tits pushed out. Eyes up at him. He stepped closer. Pressed the cold barrel of the gun under my chin. Tilted my head back. You trust me? Yes Sir. Good. Because today I’m going to play with you. With this. My heart slammed hard. Fear and heat mixed together in my

Protected Possession Chapter 8: The alarm screamed through the walls like a warning I never wanted to hear. I sat frozen on the bed. Naked. Cum still pouring out of my pussy in thick white rivers down my thighs. My ass felt sticky too. The collar around my neck suddenly felt heavier than ever. My heart hammered so hard I could hear it over the alarm. Dominic stood in the doorway. Gun in his hand. Body tense like a coiled spring. His cock was still half hard and shiny with our mess but he didn’t care. His eyes locked on me for one second. Hard. Protective. Stay in this room. Lock the door behind me. Do not open it for anyone but me. His voice was sharp. No room for argument. Before I could answer he stepped out. The heavy door slammed shut. The lock clicked from the outside. I was alone. Gunshots exploded somewhere in the house. Loud. Close. Shouts followed. Men yelling orders. Then more shots. Glass breaking. The alarm kept blaring. I crawled off the bed on shaky legs. Cum