INICIAR SESIÓNShe pushed me back onto the couch with surprising force for someone as wasted as she was, her hands shoving at my chest until I landed hard against the cushions. The room spun a little from how fast it happened, but Selena didn’t give me a second to catch my breath. She climbed on top of me like a woman possessed, her short dress hiking all the way up her thighs, bunching around her hips. No panties. Just the slick, scorching heat of her bare pussy grinding down against my already hard cock, the fabric of my open pants barely in the way anymore.“Selena… wait—” I started, my hands instinctively gripping her hips to steady her. She was extremely drunk. I could smell the tequila and whatever fruity cocktails she’d been pounding all night on her breath, see the glassy, unfocused rage in her eyes, the way her movements were sloppy yet desperate.She shut me up with a bruising kiss, angry and messy, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth like she wanted to devour me and punish me at th
LIAMThe house was too quiet the next morning.I hadn’t slept much. I’d spent most of the whole night staring at the ceiling, replaying everything. The dinner. Mia showing up. Selena crying. The way Mia had pressed against me and whispered things that made me weak. The way Selena had looked at me like I was the worst person alive.Mia had left early, before sunrise. She’d kissed my cheek and told me she’d see me soon, her hand lingering on my chest like she still owned me. I didn’t stop her. I couldn’t. Kael had left too, sometime in the night. The house felt empty. Wrong.I was in the kitchen making coffee when I heard the front door open.My heart jumped. “Selena?”She stumbled in, barefoot, the red dress on her wrinkled and riding high on her thighs. Her makeup was smeared, eyes red and puffy, hair a mess. She looked wrecked. Beautiful and broken all at once. The smell of alcohol hit me before she even reached the living room.“Selena…” I stepped toward her, voice soft. “Babe, w
I yanked my hand away from Kael’s grip the next second after he tried to hold me back at the door.“Don’t,” I snapped, voice shaking but sharp. Tears were still falling, hot and angry down my cheeks. “Just don’t. It’s not your business what happens to me anymore.”Kael’s eyes darkened, that possessive look he always had for me flashing across his face. “Selena, you just got out of the hospital. You had an accident. It’s late. You’re not thinking straight—”“I said it’s not your business!” I shouted, louder than I meant to. My chest was heaving,m. “You don’t get to tell me what to do. Not after everything. Not when your son’s pregnant whore is still standing half-naked in my living room.”Mia was still there in the background, leaning against the wall in her tiny black lace lingerie, smiling like she was watching her favorite movie. She didn’t say anything, but I could feel her eyes on me, mocking, satisfied, enjoying every second of my breakdown.I didn’t wait for Kael’s reply. I tu
I couldn’t stay in that room anymore.The walls felt like they were closing in, suffocating me with memories I didn’t want, Kael’s hands on me, his mouth, the way I’d let him ruin me in the very bed I used to share with Liam. The crying had left me exhausted, eyes swollen, throat raw, but the pain in my chest wouldn’t go away. I needed air real air. Even if it was the middle of the night. Even if it was stupid. I just needed to breathe somewhere that didn’t smell like betrayal and regret.I unlocked the door quietly and slipped out, barefoot, still in the red dress Kael had chosen for me earlier. The house was dark and silent as I crept down the stairs, my hand sliding along the railing for balance. My mind was a mess, flashes of Mia’s smile, Mom’s disappointed face, Liam’s weak excuses, Kael’s hand reaching for me. I hated all of it. I hated how weak I felt. I hated how much I still wanted Kael even after everything.I was halfway down the stairs when I saw them.Kael.Mia.She wa
His hand was around my throat.Finally.I smiled up at Kael, slow and wicked, even as his fingers tightened just enough to make my pulse race. The pressure was perfect, not enough to hurt the baby, but enough to remind me how much power he thought he had. Pathetic. He had no idea how wet I was getting from this.“Look at you,” I whispered, voice husky and mocking, pressing my pregnant belly harder against his throbbing cock. “All tense and angry, choking the woman you spent years trying to erase.”Kael’s grip tightened a fraction. His eyes were dark, burning with hate and something else, that unwilling lust he couldn’t hide. I could feel how hard he was, thick and heavy against my belly through his pants. Good. Let him fight it. Let him hate himself for wanting me even a little.“Eight years,” I continued, rolling my hips slowly, grinding my barely-covered pussy against his leg. I laughed softly, tilting my head back against his hand, exposing my throat more. “And now here we are.
“Hey, Daddy.”Mia’s voice curled through the living room like smoke, low and dripping with venom. She stood there in nothing but black lace lingerie that barely existed, the bra was so thin her dark nipples were clearly visible, pushing against the fabric like they were begging for attention. The panties were a joke, a tiny scrap of lace that disappeared between her thighs, leaving the soft curve of her pregnant belly completely exposed.I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, jaw tight, eyes narrowing. My cock was still half-hard from the way Selena had pushed me away upstairs, and the sight of Mia like this, half-naked, pregnant with my son’s child, smiling like she wanted to eat me alive, made it twitch harder. I fucking hated that my body reacted. I didn’t want her. I never had. But the way her body was on full display, heavy tits barely contained, belly round and smooth, thighs soft and inviting… fuck, it was impossible not to notice.“You’ve got some fucking nerve,” I said,
I suddenly felt the blunt weight of his huge cock against my entrance and I bit my lip trying to hold back the urge to beg him to slip inside me. "I'm going to ruin this fucking pretty pussy for Liam." I waited with bated breath as he began to push inside me, slowly. I gasped for air as I felt t
“No… we’re not done,” I whispered as I got up from the bed. His gaze immediately dropped down to my breasts dangling out of my top. "Damn it, Selena." He growled. "You're Liam's wife." "I don't care." I shivered a bit at the look in his eyes. My inner thighs were still slick. God, I wanted him
My stomach dropped as I stared at the screen for what felt like forever. Kael: Wear something pretty tonight. My fingers tightened around my phone, the edges biting into my palm as if that could ground me back into sense. Tonight? Tonight?! We were in the same house. Same damn house. No.
Oh my God! "Cancelled." I muttered as I didn't move for a few seconds. My body refused to catch up with reality. And my brain was still trying to convince itself that what happened… actually happened. My fingers curled into the bedsheet slowly as I sat up, my breathing uneven. I glanced in p







