Temptation Haven: Dirty Little Secrets

Wrecked And Claimed [II]

Maya's Pov

“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked, startled.

A smirk tugged at his lips as he pulled away from my breathing space.

“Seems like you’ve had a little taste of someone.”

My face burned with embarrassment. “Mind your f*****g business,” I snapped and hurried away.

I practically ran back to my room, heart pounding and thighs slick with arousal. Flynn had left me aching and frustrated, his c*m still faintly visible on the gown before I wiped it away.

The moment the door closed behind me, I leaned against it and cursed under my breath.

“f**k that bastard…”

My p***y throbbed, and I could literally feel myself burning down there. I couldn’t remember the last time I had been this turned on. I sat on the edge of the bed, pushed my gown up to my waist, and spread my legs.

My fingers found my swollen c**t instantly without any panties to cause any interruptions. I rubbed slow circles at first, then slowly got faster, biting my lip to keep my moans down.

The memory of Flynn’s thick c**k pulsing in my hand played on repeat in my mind.

I was so close, right on the edge of cumming, when a knock sounded at the door.

I didn’t stop, because hell I couldn’t. My fingers kept moving frantically.

After two seconds, the door opened. Jade stepped inside and freezing when his eyes landed on me.

His eyes dropped straight between my spread thighs, watching me frantically rub my dripping p***y.

“Damn, girl…” he breathed, voice low and rough. He shut the door and leaned back against it, arms crossed while he watched me with dark hunger.

I came hard the moment our eyes met. My legs twitched violently, a choked moan slipping from my lips as pleasure crashed through me. I kept rubbing through the waves, riding it out while he watched me, biting his lower lip.

When I finally stilled, breathing heavily, Jade smirked.

“Couldn’t help yourself, could you?” he teased, pushing off the door and walking toward the bed. “That desperate for c**k already?”

I tried to pull the gown down, cheeks burning.

“Get out.” I tried to force a hard tone, but my voice came out weak.

Jade was shirtless now, those sculpted abs and broad shoulders on full display.

"Relax, I don't bite...well not as hard as Matthias anyways." He chuckled.

What the f**k was that supposed to mean?

I gave him a warning glare, but he didn’t leave, like my words bounced off his ears.

Instead, he leaned down, cupped my chin, and kissed me deeply. His tongue slid into my mouth.

"Mmff..." I tried to push away, but he pushed me back onto the bed, before I could resist.

In one rough motion, he ripped the front of the gown open, snapping the thin straps and exposing my breasts.

I gasped, "What the hell–"

My protest was cut short as Jade’s mouth latched onto one n****e, sucking hard and deep.

I gasped, my fingers instantly digging into his thick hair, gripping tightly as pleasure shot through me. He rolled his tongue in slow, deliberate circles around the sensitive peak, teasing and tormenting me with expert precision.

I threw my head back, moaning loudly, completely lost in the sensation. When I finally looked down and met his gaze, he was staring straight up at me while still sucking. His eyes were dark with lust… but I caught a distinct sliver of gold flashing in his iris.

Just as I opened my mouth to question it, but he suddenly nipped at my swollen n****e with his teeth.

“Ah!” I gasped sharply, the sting mixing with intense pleasure.

Jade pulled back slightly, a low, amused chuckle vibrating against my skin.

“Too much?” he teased.

Then he soothed the tender bud with his tongue, licking in slow, wet circles before gently sucking again.

Before I could catch my breath, he moved to my other breast, capturing the neglected n****e in his hot mouth. At the same time, his hand slid down between my thighs.

Two thick fingers pushed into my dripping p***y without warning.

It stung slightly from the sudden stretch, since I hadn't been f****d in like 4 months, but f**k… I loved it.

I moaned louder, rolling my hips to meet his thrusting fingers while he continued sucking and licking my breast with the same hungry intensity.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

“Maya? Are you okay?” It was Pamela's voice. "I thought I heard you scream dear."

Jade pulled back instantly, eyes wide as he supported his weight with both arms, palm pressed flat against the mattress.

"I'm okay," I responded for the woman to hear.

"Okay dear, I wanted to discuss something with you. Could you open up?"

Panic rushed into my body at once.

"Um...give me a sec,"

"Okay dear, I'll be right in a minute." I heard Pamela say, before the sound of her leaving followed next.

"That was close," Jade muttered as he straightened up, ran a hand through his hair, then shot me a heated look before slipping out of the room without another word.

I yanked the sheet over my torn gown and exposed body just as Pamela opened the door a moment later.

She glanced around the room with narrowed eyes before her gaze fell on me, taking in my flushed face and messy state.

I tensed immediately, thinking she saw Jade leaving but she only smiled gently.

“Maya, dear, would you like to join me in the garden for some fresh air?” she said.

I nodded quickly. “I’ll… I’ll be right there.”

******

A short while later, we walked together through the beautiful garden behind the cabin. Pamela was telling me a little about her life when she suddenly cried out, clutching her waist.

“Ah—!” She nearly fell. I rushed forward and caught her arm.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, panicked.

“It’s my old waist pain acting up again,” she said through gritted teeth. “My medication… it’s on the nightstand in my room, top drawer. Would you be a dear?”

“Of course,” I said. She gave me quick directions and I ran upstairs.

I found her room easily and located the pills. As I reached for them on top of her wardrobe, my wrist knocked over a small decorative bottle next to her pill box. It tipped over and warm, sweet-smelling oil poured out, all over my chest, arms, and even a little got into my mouth.

“s**t!” I cursed, wiping at it.

The oil tasted strangely sweet, almost floral. I cleaned up as best I could, grabbed the medication, and hurried back to Pamela.

She thanked me warmly and we continued our walk. She opened up a bit more, telling me about her late husband. Her voice grew sad as she spoke.

“My husband passed away five years ago,” she said, her voice tinged with quiet sadness. “He was my everything. We built this cabin together, raised the boys here… Some days the silence is still too loud without him.”

“I’m so sorry,” I replied gently. “That must be really hard for you.”

She gave a small, wistful smile. “It is. But the boys keep me strong. Love like that doesn’t fade easily, even after they’re gone.”

I listened quietly, feeling a pang of sympathy for her.

******

Later that evening, for whatever reason I started feeling hot.

It began as restlessness at first and I didn't think much of it. By nightfall, I was burning up. My skin felt like lava. My p***y throbbed constantly, slick and needy. I tried touching myself again, rubbing my c**t desperately, but it only made it worse. I needed a c**k. I needed to be f****d hard.

When Pamela came to say goodnight, she pressed a hand to my forehead and frowned.

“You feel feverish, dear."

"I think I caught a fever." I replied.

"Get some rest. If it gets worse in the morning, then I'll find some herbs for you," she said, worry still etched on her face. "Goodnight dear."

I nodded weakly, “Goodnight.”

The moment she left, I couldn’t take it anymore. Past ten o’clock, my body was screaming for relief. I remembered Flynn mentioning the hot spring.

Without thinking clearly, I pulled on a thin shirt and a pair of tight bum shorts with nothing underneath and after removing the bandage from around my head which I didn't need, since all I had was a small cut, I slipped out into the woods.

I followed the clear path until I heard the sound of water and low male voices.

The hot spring came into view, steam rising gently. All five men were there, completely naked, their muscular bodies glistening in the moonlight as they soaked in the water.