All Chapters of Velvet Daddy Sins: Please Me Till the Last Drop: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Kellan’s POVThe door stayed open. The tall man with light hair stepped fully inside and shut it behind him. His eyes moved over me without hurry. I lay on the black sheets with my wrists still bound, my thighs held open by silk, and my cock hard and wet against my stomach. Evren stood between my legs, his own cock still shiny from being inside me.No one spoke for a few seconds.The stranger’s voice came first. “You didn’t tell me you had company tonight.”Evren wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “Didn’t plan on it.”“Looks planned enough.” The man walked closer. His shoes were quiet on the floor. He stopped at the edge of the platform and looked straight at the silk tied around the base of my cock and balls. “He’s leaking.”My face burned. I tried to close my legs but the silk stopped me. Evren’s hand settled on my inner thigh, holding me open even more.“Kellan,” Evren said, “this is Rhys.”Rhys nodded once. “And you’re the one who said yes to the silk.”I swallowed. My voi

Celine’s POVI pushed the apartment door open at 1:14 in the morning and stopped dead. The living room light was low and warm. Olivia was on her knees in the middle of the floor. Her black silk robe hung half open. Jessica’s fingers were in her mouth. Ashley held her phone up, recording everything. Grace sat on the couch with her hand moving slowly between her own thighs.Olivia’s eyes met mine. She did not pull away. She only pushed her mouth further down Jessica’s fingers and let out a soft wet sound. Then she lifted one hand and crooked her finger at me.My keys slipped from my fingers and hit the floor with a sharp clink.Jessica turned her head. A slow smile curved her lips. “Look who finally came home.”Ashley kept the phone steady. “Don’t stop filming. She needs to see this later.”Grace’s voice was low and thick. “Come closer, Celine. You look like you want to.”My heart hammered against my ribs. My feet moved before my brain caught up. I stepped into the room and closed the d

Celine’s POVThe message sat on Olivia’s phone screen like a cold weight in the room. No one spoke for a long moment. Ethan’s hand tightened on my bare thigh. Jessica leaned closer to read the words again. Ashley’s phone camera was still recording, but her finger hovered over the stop button.Grace was the first to break the quiet. “Who sent that?”Olivia shook her head. “Unknown number. No name.”Jessica’s voice stayed low. “They know the address. That is the part that bothers me.”Ethan looked at each of us in turn. “We can ignore it. Or we can be ready.”Ashley finally stopped the video. “Ready how? We do not even know who it is.”I tried to sit up higher against the pillows. The sheets stuck to my damp skin. “Maybe it is a joke. Someone from work or school who saw something.”Olivia locked the phone and set it face down on the nightstand. “It does not feel like a joke.”We stayed in the bed for a long time after that. Soft hands still touched me, but the heat had cooled into somet

Elara’s POVThe night did not end on the couch.
We just stopped pretending it would.Rhea stood first. Her hand stayed on my thigh a second longer than it needed to, then she walked toward the stairs without looking back. I followed. Behind us I heard Leon say something low to Dax, and Dax’s answer was only a short breath. The cameras tracked every step.Upstairs the hallway was narrow and quiet. Four doors. Rhea opened the second one and waited. When I stepped inside she closed it. The lock clicked, but the red light in the corner still glowed. No real privacy. Just the illusion of walls.She faced me.
“You still taste the same when you’re nervous.”I let out a short laugh that did not sound like one. “You haven’t tasted me yet.”“I will.”She closed the distance. Her hands settled on my waist, firm, not gentle. I felt the old pull between us, the same one that used to make me forget every argument until the next morning. Her mouth found mine. The kiss was slow at first, then deeper,

Rhea’s POVThe main bedroom was bigger than the others.
One large bed. Soft lights. Four cameras, one in every corner. The red lights blinked in time like they were counting our heartbeats.We walked in together. No more separate showers. No more closed doors. The rule had stopped feeling like a rule and started feeling like the only honest thing left in the house.Elara’s hand stayed in mine. Dax walked close to Leon. Their shoulders touched with every step. No one spoke until the door shut behind us.Leon looked at the bed, then at the rest of us.
“Anyone still pretending this is just an experiment?”I shook my head. “Not me.”Elara’s fingers tightened around mine. “Not anymore.”Dax’s voice was quiet but steady. “I’m done pretending.”That was all it took.Clothes hit the floor fast. Robes. Underwear. Nothing left between us and the cameras. Elara pulled me down onto the bed first. Her mouth found mine the same way it had last night, hungry and sure. I kissed her back harder. My ha