30 Shades Of Forbidden Lust

Chapter 2: Forbidden Holes

Elena

POKER NIGHT

I knew the routine. Marcus’s three closest friends had been coming over for years. I used to hide in my room but tonight I wanted to be seen.

I chose tiny denim shorts that barely covered the bottom of my ass and a cropped tank top with no bra. My n*****s poked visibly against the fabric. I told myself it was just to feel something other than broken.

The doorbell rang. I answered it.

Jax first. Rugged contractor, beard, tattoos peeking from his shirt sleeves, built like he carried lumber for fun. His eyes dragged down my body slowly.

“Well damn, Elena. All grown up.”

Damien next. Smooth businessman in a button-down, sharp jaw, filthier smile. “Look at you, sweetheart.”

Rico last. Tattooed gym owner, dark eyes, muscles for days. He smirked. “Marcus didn’t say his princess was serving tonight.”

I felt their stares like hands as I brought beers and snacks. Every time I bent over the table my shorts rode up. I caught Jax adjusting himself. Damien’s gaze lingered on my t**s. Rico watched my mouth when I spoke.

My p***y was soaked. I served them like a good little hostess while their conversation flowed around me: business, construction, gym talk but the undercurrent was pure hunger.

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It was past 2 a.m. The friends had left. I was tipsy from the wine I’d sipped while “helping.” I padded downstairs for water and froze.

Marcus sat on the couch in the living room, legs spread, sweatpants shoved down. His massive c**k stood thick and veined in his fist. He stroked slowly, eyes half-closed.

I should have backed away. Instead I stared, mesmerized by the size, the heavy balls, the way his hand glistened with precum.

He opened his eyes and saw me.

He didn’t stop. “Come here, princess.”

My feet moved on their own. Closer. Until I stood between his knees.

“Been thinking about this pretty mouth all night,” he growled. “Watching you tease my friends with that little ass.

Are you wet right now?”

I nodded, shame and lust twisting together.

“Show me.”

Trembling, I pushed my shorts down. My bare p***y glistened. He reached out and dragged two thick fingers through my folds.

“So f*****g soaked for Daddy.”

I moaned when he pushed both fingers inside me. He pumped them slowly while stroking his c**k.

“On your knees.”

I dropped. The carpet bit my knees. Up close his c**k was even bigger. I wrapped both hands around it and stroked. He groaned, low and deep.

“Open.”

I took him into my mouth. Salty precum coated my tongue. I sucked greedily, bobbing his mushroom, taking as much as I could while his fingers f****d my cunt.

“Good little girl,” he praised, voice wrecked. “Sucking your stepdad’s c**k like you were born for it.”

The words sent me spiraling. I moaned around his thickness, drool running down my chin. He added a third finger, stretching me, curling against that spot that made my toes curl.

He held my head down. Thick ropes of hot c*m flooded my mouth and throat. I swallowed desperately, coughing, eyes watering, but I took every drop.

He pulled me up onto his lap afterward, kissing my forehead, fingers still buried inside me.

“This is just the beginning, princess. I’m going to give you everything those boys couldn’t.”

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The next few days blurred between shame and need.

I avoided Marcus by day, but at night I crawled into his bed when he pulled me there. He’d finger me, edge me, make me suck him until I cried for release. But he hadn’t f****d me yet.

One evening I broke.

We were on the couch again. His hand was between my thighs, two fingers deep, thumb on my c**t.

“I’m broken, Daddy,” I whispered, tears falling. “Three boyfriends. None of them could make me c*m like this. None of them could fill me. Tyler was f*****g Leo—my best friend—in the ass while I watched.

Marcus’s fingers slowed but didn’t stop. His other hand cupped my face.

“Nothing’s wrong with you, baby. You’ve been craving real men. Men who know how to own every hole. I’ve wanted you for years. Watched you grow into this needy little slut. I’m going to stretch this p***y. Train this ass. Share you with my brothers so they can ruin you too. You’ll never feel empty again.”

He kissed me then—deep, claiming, nothing like a stepfather should.

“I’m going to f**k you tomorrow, princess. And after that… you’re ours.”