Velvet Seasons Novels & Stories

His body went entirely rigid as he blew a massive load deep inside me. I trembled beneath him, my own climax crashing over me in silent waves as I clung to his bare back. The only sound in the SUV was our ragged breathing. Then, the spell broke. Caleb pulled out of me, panting as he immediately began fixing his shorts. He grabbed his ruined shirt from the floor, using it to quickly wipe a stray drop of fluid from the leather seat, before dropping a soft kiss on my lips. "Thanks for the chat, Mrs. V," he whispered, “Can't wait for our next session Mommy.” He said with a satisfied smile.

Then— The first caress of leather on her skin. A soft *snap* that made her flinch. Not pain. Not yet. Just warning. Just *promise*. "You'll take everything I give you," Valerio breathed. "And you'll beg for more." Sera whimpered. Because in the back of her mind, she knew — She already would.

Feel betrayed already? Either man or woman, your lover might let you down one day The bass in Velvet Room pulsed like a heartbeat made of neon and regret. Bodies moved against each other under violet light, drinks poured over glittering rims and the hum of scandal traveled faster than any song played by the DJ.

LILA’S POV** The bass from the music vibrated through my bones as Jax led me through the private entrance of Velvet Chains. The club was nothing like I’d imagined. Dim red and gold lighting, black velvet drapes, the faint scent of leather, musk, and something darker — pure sex. Soft moans and the sharp crack of leather against skin drifted from hidden rooms. Elegant people in masks and expensive clothing moved through the space like predators, some collared, some holding leashes, some simply watching.

"Ah, hubby! You… Why are you back?" Sheila scrambled for the covers, trying to hide, while Jeff was drenched in sweat, clumsily trying to get his pants on. My eyes were red with rage as I stepped toward them, knife in hand. "Tristan, what are you doing?" Sheila's voice shook as she screamed at me. However, I was beyond reason. "I'm going to kill you both." I swung the knife at Jeff, but he was quick. He grabbed the nightstand and hurled it at me. It hit me before I could get out of the way.

​Velvet. ​The name felt like a brand. It wasn't just a nickname; it was a cage. He had been watching me for three years. While I was trying to survive my father’s coldness, while I was trying to find a version of myself that didn't feel like a disappointment, Xavier had been in the shadows, counting my heartbeats. ​I sat up, the darkness of the room pressing in on me. I couldn't stay in that bed. It felt like a grave.

The way his voice had dropped like he wanted to drag me somewhere dark and remind me who I belonged to. “What kind of response?” Shawn looked away toward the city for a moment, then back. His voice was quieter now. Almost raw. “For approximately four seconds, I wanted to remove every external variable between us permanently.” Cold slid down my spine. “You mean Valdez.” “I mean everyone.” The honesty of it hit harder than anger would have. He wasn’t glorifying it. He sounded horrified by it. Shawn set the tablet down and dragged a hand through his hair, breathing slower now.

By 11:32 PM, we were finally ready, and the night was just beginning. Velvet Rush is an exclusive club for the city's young and wealthy folks. It is known for its extravagant parties, especially on weekends like this. You will find the most fashionable, adventurous, and influential young men and ladies gathered here to let loose. It’s captivating velvet-draped interiors, neon lights, and world-class DJs, and an ultimate spot to dance, drink, and network in style.

EVE I woke up naked, wrapped in silk sheets that finally smelt like Alex again. Pushing myself up against the headboard, a steady ache rushed through my body, the events of last night coming back to me. The exhibits. The secret rooms beyond The Valley. The sounds and the private show. Alex and Me. How my New Year's kiss was more than just a peck on the lips. How even after the night he gave me, we went home and killed the last few hours of the year underneath the sheets. I smiled thinking about it all.