Chapter 85 A storm approaches
Chapter 85 A storm approaches
Selene
The moment we step back onto the yacht, I can feel the tension spike. It’s not the kind of tension that coils with nerves—it’s the kind that crackles with heat.
The kind that says you’ve been teasing all day, now it’s time to pay up.
The second the cabin door clicks shut behind us, Kostas is on me—his hands sliding up my thighs, lips crashing against mine with the kind of hunger that makes me dizzy. Adrian shrugs out of his shirt, already hard. John’s eyes are wild, locked on me like he’s starving.
I toss my dress aside.
“Strip,” I command.
They obey.
In seconds, the room is full of skin and breath and wanting. I straddle Kostas first, lowering myself onto his cock inch by inch, my hands gripping his shoulders as I ride him slowly. His head falls back, lips parting in a gasp.
“Fuck, you feel unreal,” he groans, bucking up into me.
Adrian moves behind me, slick fingers spreading my ass, prepping me quickly before pressing the thick blunt head of his cock against my tight entrance.
I suck in a breath to relax —then moan when he pushes in slowly.
The intense Stretch, Burn and feeling of being Full. So fucking full, is amazing . I wonder how I’m managing to handle three so well endowed men and still walking .
“Jesus Christ,” Adrian grits, gripping my hips, his fingers digging into me. “You’re taking both of us—fuck, Selene you are amazing babe.”
I’m shaking, panting, shattering as they fill me, Kostas buried deep inside my pussy while Adrian thrusts into my ass with brutal, perfect precision.
Then John steps in front of me, slowly stroking himself.
“Open,” he says, voice rough.
I do.
He slides in—thick, hot, hitting the back of my throat with ease. I gag, then moan around him, tears pricking my eyes as I suck him down. He threads his fingers through my hair, guiding my mouth as he groans my name.
I am a mess of limbs and heat and mouths. Completely wrecked. Utterly empowered.
They fuck me as one—deep, punishing strokes from Adrian, hard thrusts from Kostas underneath and his finger stroking my engorged clit , and John using my mouth like it belongs to him.
And the best part?
It does.
They do.
All of them.
Adrian is the first to lose it. He curses, thrusts hard one final time, then spills deep inside my ass with a growl. “So fucking good, baby. Take it.”
He pulls out, and I clench around the empty space, but I don’t stop.
Kostas grabs my ass and thrusts up into me like he’s possessed. “You’re mine,” he growls, “fuck, Selene—I’m gonna come—” And he does, filling me with a hot rush of release that makes me cry out, trembling on top of him.
John’s cock jerks in my mouth as I gaze up at him while I suck him.
I swallow every drop.
We collapse in a sweaty, gasping heap, tangled in limbs and love and everything else.
I lie with a leg on Kostas’s chest, my eyes then leg draped over John’s, my back pressed to Adrian. My thighs stucky with cum. My body hums like it’s been worshipped by gods.
Because it has.
And before I can even drift to sleep, Adrian murmurs, “We’re not done.”
Kostas chuckles. “We’ll start again in the morning.” As he gets up and grabs a couple of wet face clothes and cleans me up gently.
And we all fall asleep like that—fucked, full, and impossibly, stupidly happy.
Scene Shift — Denver, U.S.A.
Jonathan
The office is quiet, the lights dimmed. Jonathan leans back in his chair, sipping stale coffee and staring at his laptop screen when his burner phone buzzes.
He grabs it instantly.
“Yeah?”
A gruff voice answers. French accent. Low. Focused. “I’ve arrived in Marseille. She’s here.”
Jonathan sits up straighter. “Bianca?”
“Not yet. But her friend—Élise. We confirmed the address.”
He hears rustling on the other end—camera shutters, a zippered case.
“I’m watching the flat now. If she shows up, I’ll have eyes. I’ll get you proof.”
Jonathan exhales slowly. “Don’t lose her. We need this to stick.”
“She won’t know I’m here,” the detective says. “And if she slips, I’ll follow.”
The line clicks dead.
Jonathan stares out the window, heart thudding.
Tick-tock, Bianca.
The hunt has begun. And I'm fully vested in getting this bitch. She had caused enough commotion and craziness in our lives . I'm a mellow man but she hurt my little brother and Selene and John and was the cause of them losing their babies, and that makes me mad as hell . I will not rest till I have her locked up . And I will personally throw the keys away.