Temptation Haven: Dirty Little Secrets

Maya's Pov I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, screaming in pure anger as hot tears blurred my vision. The windshield wipers were fighting a losing battle against the heavy downpour. Rain hammered the car so violently I could barely see the road ahead. I still couldn’t believe it. Five years with Mason, and he had cheated on me with my best friend, just one day before Valentine’s. The image was seared into my brain. Her on her knees, sucking him off, and when they noticed me standing there… he didn’t even stop. He just kept going while apologizing, just before he burst on her face. Heartbroken and furious, I had thrown some clothes into a bag and gotten into my car. I was determined to reach my parents’ house before morning. If I had been thinking clearly, I would have waited until daylight. But the pain was too raw. An hour into the drive, the storm grew worse. My phone suddenly vibrated. Mason’s name flashed on the screen. Rage surged through me. I grabbed the phone with one hand, and threw it out the window into the rain. That split-second mistake cost me everything. The car swerved sharply to the left. I tried to correct it, but the wet road had other plans. The tires lost grip completely. My car plunged off the road and into the dark woods, slamming hard into a tree. The world flipped and tumbled violently before everything went black. ****** When I drifted back into consciousness, I was still strapped in the driver’s seat. My head throbbed with sharp pain and warm blood trickled down my forehead. The acrid smell of smoke filled the car. The car was on fire. “Help…” I croaked weakly. “Somebody… please help me…” Through the shattered windshield, I was a large brown wolf standing in the rain, staring directly at me with glowing golden eyes. Great. Just f*****g great. Not only was I about to burn alive, but now a wolf was waiting to eat what was left of me. As I inhaled more smoke, my vision blurred, and I passed out again. I kept fading in and out of consciousness. At one point, I felt strong arms carrying me. When I forced my eyes open for a brief second, I saw a toned, bare chest. I looked up and met the eyes of a man holding me. His gaze flashed golden for a moment before I slipped under again. The next morning, I woke up in an unfamiliar room with a wooden ceiling above me. I sat up too quickly and groaned as a skull-splitting headache hit me like a hammer was getting slammed against my skull. I pressed both hands to my head, feeling a bandage wrapped around it. “You’re awake.” I snapped my head toward the voice. A tall, handsome man stood by the window. His shirt was completely unbuttoned, revealing a sculpted torso and defined six-pack. Despite the situation, I couldn’t help swallowing at the sight of his delicious body. “Who are you?” I asked cautiously. “How did I get here? And where is my car?” “Already shooting questions." He raised an eyebrow, sounding slightly irritated. "My name is Jade. You’re in our family cabin. Your car is still stuck in the woods." He pushed himself off the window and straightened up. "Try to change into that gown and come downstairs," he said, nodding towards a neatly folded dress by the floor of the bed. "My mother wants to see you.” He left the room, leaving me unsettled but with no other choice. I got dressed and went downstairs. A kind-looking middle-aged woman with silver hair smiled warmly at me from the head of the dining table the second she saw me. “Oh dear, come sit down,” she said gently. The five men seated around the table all turned to look at me at once. Their gazes moved slowly over my body, heavy and intense. I sat down beside the woman, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. "I'm so glad you're awake," she smiled warmly, taking my palm in her hand, and gently squeezed it. "The boys and I were so worried when Jade first brought you in. We all took care of you." My chest warmed with gratitude. "Thank you." I said to all of them. "Oh I seem to be forgetting my manners. I'm Pamela. What's your name dear?" "Maya..." I thought of giving my last name but decided against it. Afterall I didn't know these people. "Let me introduce you to the family then." She gestured towards the man who was in my room earlier. "That is Jade, my first son.” “That is Andrew,” she said, pointing to the one with long hair that reached his shoulders. “Flynn, my third son.” I gestured at the one sitting next to me, who flashed me a bright grin. He had a piercing on his left brow. “That is Matthias.” he waved at me, his dark green eyes stayed locked on me. “And this is Vincent,” she smiled at the youngest-looking one who I was certain wouldn't be more than 21. “He’s like family to us," Pamela said. So four hot sons and one hot family friend huh. I gave a small greeting. “Hello, everyone. I’m Maya.” I repeated my name again. Breakfast passed mostly with Jade’s mother talking to her sons. I stayed quiet, very aware of how often their eyes returned to me, especially Flynn whose body occasionally brushed mine from time to time. After the meal, I asked Jade about getting a tow truck. He told me the phone lines were still down and wouldn’t be working until Monday morning. I had no choice but to stay two more nights. Later that afternoon, unable to find my phone, I went upstairs to ask Jade. I thought his room was the seventh door on the second floor, but I wasn’t entirely sure. It wasn't like I could return back to my room, so I knocked once and pushed the door open. My breath caught the second I stepped in Flynn was standing there, pants open, slowly stroking his thick, long c**k with his hand. And when I say thick, I mean f*****g thick. Like a large cucumber kind of thick. The moment he saw me, interest flickered in his eyes. “Hey,” he said, voice low and raspy. He didn’t stop pumping his c**k. I should have left, but instead, I stood there, unable to look away from how big and hard he was. My mouth freaking watered at the sight of that monster. “You can touch it if you want,” he offered all of a sudden. "I..." Before I could answer, he stepped closer, took my hand, and wrapped my fingers around his hot, throbbing c**k. “Go ahead. There’s no need to be shy.” My heart pounded. The door was still open. Anyone could walk past and see us, but I started stroking him anyway, my hand sliding up and down his thick length. He groaned deeply, hips moving with my rhythm. He suddenly pulled me into the room, shut the door, and shoved me against the wall. His mouth crashed onto mine in a deep, hungry kiss. Then he growled against my ear. “Stroke that d**k like a good bitch.” His filthy words sent a rush of heat between my legs. I pumped him faster until his c**k twitched violently. He came hard, shooting long, thick ropes of c*m all over the bottom of my dress and thighs. “f**k… that was something,” he panted, his chest rising and falling. “Let me get you cleaned up.” He brought a wet towel, got down on one knee, lifted my leg onto his shoulder, and carefully cleaned his c*m off my skin. His fingers brushed teasingly close to my aching, soaked p***y. I was dripping in my panties with need. When he finished, he stood up, lips hovering just above mine. I leaned in, desperate for more… but he pulled away with a smirk. “The guys and I are going to a hot spring nearby this evening. You can join us if you like.” Then he walked away, going to sit on his bed casually, leaving me frustrated and burning with arousal. I tried to compose myself and left his room, only to immediately bump into Vincent’s hard chest. He looked down at me with his eyes narrowing, then leaned in and slowly sniffed along my neck.