Masked Moonlight Addiction PART 3
Aria froze, heart hammering against her ribs as the masks slipped away completely in the moonlight.
Damien—her stepbrother—stared at her with those familiar golden eyes, now wide with raw shock. “Aria… Jesus Christ.”
Professor Lucian Vale’s face came into full view next. The man whose lectures on artistic expression she’d attended all semester, the one whose quiet intensity always made her shift in her seat. His expression darkened with a mix of lust and disbelief. “You.”
For a second, everything stopped. The gallery felt too quiet. Aria’s body was still stretched between them, c*m leaking down her thighs, p***y and ass throbbing from how thoroughly they’d used her.
“Oh god…” she whispered, voice cracking. Shame, fear, and a fresh wave of forbidden he
