Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Velvet Resistance

The safe house bedroom felt too warm after the cold rain and gunfire. Leo’s wound was bandaged, nothing serious, but the adrenaline still crackled between us. Dante locked the door with a soft click. His eyes held that primal command I was starting to fear and crave at the same time. “Marcus almost took you tonight. Now we remind you exactly who you belong to.”

I stood there in my dress, arms crossed over my full chest like a shield. “I am not some toy for you to claim after a fight. I chose this contract but I do not have to enjoy it.”

Nico smiled that dangerous smile as he circled behind me. “Keep telling yourself that, beautiful. Your body already knows the truth.”

They moved together like they had done this a hundred times. Dante pulled me against his hard chest while Leo and Nico stripped away my dress and lace until I stood completely bare. My heavy breasts spilled free, nipples tight from the cool air and unwanted excitement. My soft stomach and wide hips felt exposed under their hungry stares. I hated how my thighs pressed together, already slick.

“I do not want this,” I whispered, even as my voice shook. I did not need them. I had survived alone. But their hands were everywhere.

Dante lifted me like I weighed nothing and laid me on the big bed. Velvet ropes appeared from the nightstand. He caught my wrists and bound them gently above my head to the headboard. The silk was soft but firm. I tugged against it, heart racing. “Untie me. This is not fair.”

“Fair has nothing to do with it,” he growled. His mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard while his hand kneaded my other breast. Pleasure shot through me sharp and unwanted. I bit my lip to hold back a moan. I hated how good it felt. How my back arched anyway.

Leo settled between my spread thighs. His big hands gripped my full hips, thumbs stroking the soft flesh there with open worship. “Look at these curves. So perfect for us.” His tongue dragged slowly up my inner thigh, then higher, licking a broad stripe through my wet folds.

I gasped and tried to close my legs. “Stop. I hate this.”

But my hips rolled toward his mouth against my will. Leo groaned and dove in deeper, sucking my clit with raw hunger while his thick fingers pushed inside me. Nico knelt beside my head, freeing himself. His cock was hard and impressive, brushing my lips. “Open for me, Serena. Let us fill every part of you.”

I turned my head at first, resisting. I did not need their pleasure. But Dante pinched my nipple hard and the shock made me moan. Nico took the chance and slid between my lips. He tasted salty and masculine. I hated how full my mouth felt. I hated how my tongue moved anyway, exploring him as he thrust gently.

They worked me together. Leo’s mouth and fingers drove me higher while Dante sucked and bit at my breasts, praising me between licks. “Such a good girl. Your pussy is dripping for us. These thick thighs were made to shake around our heads. Take it, Serena. Stop fighting how much you love being ours.”

Tears of frustration and pleasure stung my eyes. I hated them for making my body betray me. I hated the ropes holding me open. I hated the wet sounds of Leo devouring me and the way Nico’s cock stretched my mouth. But the heat built anyway. My walls clenched around Leo’s fingers. My moans vibrated around Nico.

Dante moved down and replaced Leo between my legs. He freed his thick cock and rubbed it against my slick entrance. “You are ours now. Take every inch.”

He pushed inside me in one deep thrust. I cried out around Nico, stretched and full in a way I had never felt. It was too much. I hated how perfectly he fit, how my inner walls fluttered around him. Dante groaned and started moving, hard and commanding. “Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tight. These soft curves bounce so beautifully when I fuck you.”

Leo took over at my breasts, sucking hard while his hand rubbed my clit. Nico fucked my mouth in rhythm with Dante’s thrusts. The pleasure crashed over me despite everything I told myself. I did not want to like it. I did not want to need it. But my body shook and my orgasm ripped through me hard and sudden. I came with a muffled scream around Nico, my hips bucking wildly against Dante.

They did not stop. Dante pounded deeper, praising me the whole time. “Good girl. Coming so hard for your owners. Look at these perfect tits bouncing. This soft belly trembling. You were made for us.”

Nico pulled out of my mouth and came across my breasts with a groan. Leo took his place between my legs next, his thick cock stretching me even more after Dante. He fucked me slower but deeper, his protection kink showing in every careful yet powerful thrust. “You are safe like this. Full of us. Protected.”

Wave after wave hit me. I came again, hating myself for how loudly I moaned their names. Dante kissed me deep while Leo finished inside me. They untied me only to flip me over, taking me in every position until I was a trembling, cum-covered mess of soft curves and unwilling ecstasy.

When they finally collapsed around me, holding my body between theirs, the fight drained out of me for a moment. I lay there panting, skin flushed, every inch worshipped and used. I still told myself I hated it. That I did not need them.

But deep down, a small voice whispered that the velvet chains felt too good to break.

A new alert buzzed on Dante’s phone in the silence. Marcus had struck closer this time. One of their key men was missing. And he had left a message for me.

The war waited outside the bedroom door. And my body still ached for more even as my mind fought it.