All Chapters of Unholy Fantasies: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 1: The Dare.Sage's PoV:The bass vibrated through the floorboards of the beach house like a second heartbeat. The party was in full swing — bodies pressed together on the makeshift dance floor, laughter spilling out onto the private beach, the salty ocean air mixing with weed smoke, expensive perfume, and pure, unfiltered lust.I was in my element.Sage Monroe. Twenty-five. Bartender by night, professional chaos creator by day. I lived for nights like this — the kind where the rules got blurry and the consequences felt far away. My short silver dress barely covered my ass, the thin straps doing little to hide the fact that I wasn’t wearing a bra. My dark hair was wild from dancing, and my lipstick was already slightly smudged from an earlier shot-induced kiss with a random guy whose name I’d already forgotten.I loved this version of myself. The fearless one. The one who never backed down from a dare.My best friend Lena grinned at me from across the circle we’d formed on

Sage's PoV:The next few days passed in a haze of sex, sleep, food, and more sex.Jax and Marcus barely let me leave the beach house. I was their willing prisoner, naked most of the time, marked with hickeys and handprints, my pussy constantly sore and leaking their cum. They fucked me in every room: on the kitchen counter while making breakfast, bent over the balcony railing at night, in the shower where they took turns holding me up against the tiles.I lost count of how many times I came.But today, they decided it was time to take me out.“We’re going to a private beach club,” Jax announced while I was still recovering from my third orgasm of the morning, sprawled naked across the bed. “Wear something easy to take off. We want access.”I chose a tiny white bikini under a sheer black cover-up that did almost nothing to hide my body. The moment I stepped out of the bedroom, both men looked at me like they wanted to bend me over right there.The club was exclusive — private cabanas

Sage's PoV:The morning after the beach club, I woke up tangled in limbs and sheets that smelled like sex, sweat, and expensive cologne.My body was a map of the night before, hickeys on my inner thighs, fingerprints on my hips, my pussy still tender and leaking a mixture of their cum. I lay there for a long moment, staring at the ceiling, trying to process how I had gone from a casual dare to being shared by two men who seemed determined to consume every part of me.Jax was pressed against my back, his tattooed arm heavy over my waist, his morning wood nestled between my ass cheeks. Marcus was in front of me, one leg thrown over mine, his face relaxed in sleep but still carrying that quiet intensity even now.I tried to slip out of bed without waking them. Big mistake.Jax’s arm tightened instantly. “Where do you think you’re going, baby?” His voice was rough with sleep, but there was a possessive edge that made my stomach flutter.Marcus stirred, green eyes opening slowly. He smile

Chapter 7: Jealousy & Intensity.Sage's PoV:The jealousy had been building for days, like a storm gathering on the horizon.At first, it was subtle — a tightening of Jax’s jaw when a waiter at the beach club smiled at me too long, or the way Marcus’s hand would grip my thigh possessively whenever another man’s eyes lingered on my body. They tried to hide it, but I could feel the shift in the air between them. The way they touched me became more urgent, more claiming. The sex grew rougher, more desperate, like they were marking their territory.I loved it.And it terrified me.Tonight, the storm finally broke.We were at another exclusive party — this one on a private yacht docked at a luxury marina. The deck was filled with beautiful people, expensive champagne, and the kind of atmosphere where rules didn’t exist. I was wearing a short emerald dress that hugged every curve, no bra, no panties, just like they had requested.Jax and Marcus kept me between them the entire night, thei

Chapter 9: Full Surrender.The tension had been building for weeks, but tonight it finally reached its breaking point.We were back at the beach house after another long night at the private club. The air between us was thick with unspoken jealousy, raw desire, and something deeper — something that felt dangerously close to love. I could feel it in the way Jax gripped my hand too tightly on the drive home, and in the way Marcus kept glancing at me in the rearview mirror, his green eyes dark with possession.The moment the front door closed behind us, they were on me.No words. No teasing.Just pure, unfiltered need.Jax pushed me against the wall, kissing me hard and deep, his tongue claiming my mouth while his hands yanked my dress up and over my head. Marcus dropped to his knees behind me, ripping my lace thong down my legs and burying his face between my ass cheeks, his tongue immediately finding my tight hole.I moaned loudly into Jax’s mouth as Marcus ate my ass like a man sta