♥ Chapter 51 ♥

Yara Voss.

I knew they had already had other women, I knew that from the beginning. But the way that woman, Isabelle, spoke... that moved me in a way I didn't expect. My heart races, pounding in my chest, and suddenly all I want is to leave. Not to the hotel, but home. Escape from this suffocating feeling that took over me.

I feel my throat tighten, and tears threaten to fall. I start to walk towards the exit, but a hand grabs my wrist. Furthermore, I turn and see Magnus, Kael and Damien looking at me, their faces worried.

''My love, please...'' Magnus begins, his voice low, almost pleading. ''Let us explain. Isabelle means nothing to us.

The tears finally escape. I can't hold them anymore.

''P-please...'' my voice comes out broken, almost a whisper. ''I don't want to talk now... I just want to leave.

They look at me in silence for a few seconds and, understanding my condition, agree without insisting. We head towards the car, and I sit in the back seat. We didn't exchange a single word during the ride, but my mind is in a whirl. The insecurities I tried to bury now scream inside me.

When we arrive at the hotel, Damien parks the car in the garage. As soon as he turns off the engine, I quickly get out without waiting for them. I walk towards the elevator, and they try to follow me, but the doors close before they can get in. Alone inside, the tears flow freely, and the pain in my chest increases. That woman... Isabelle. She was beautiful, much more beautiful than me. And the fact that they already dated her, that they already did to her what they do to me... it destroys me inside.

Do they really like me? Or do they still have feelings for her?

The elevator doors open, and I rush to the suite. I barely think about what I'm doing. I take off my heels, throw my bag on the bed and run to the bathroom, locking the door. My hands shake as I take off my dress and step into the shower. Hot water runs down my body, but nothing can wash away the whirlwind of negative thoughts that take over my mind.

What if they still love her?
She's more beautiful, more confident... more everything than I will ever be.
Why would they be with me if they already had someone like her?

These questions consume me. I feel so insecure, so insufficient. Isabelle said they were possessive and obsessed with her, and now I wonder if they'll eventually get tired of me too, just like she probably got tired of them. What if I'm just a replacement, someone who fills the void she left?

I stand in the shower for a while, trying to calm my thoughts, but nothing seems to work. Eventually, I turn off the water, wrap a towel around myself, and leave the bathroom.

As soon as I open the door, I find the three of them waiting for me. The air in the room is thick, and I can see the worry on their faces. Neither of them speak immediately, but the silence is suffocating.

Magnus steps forward, his expression serious.

'' Yara... I know this was difficult for you, but we need you to understand something. '' He pauses, as if carefully choosing his words. ''We no longer feel anything for Isabelle. She is past.

Kael gets a little closer.

''We met Isabelle in college. We fell in love with her, yes, but... '' He takes a deep breath. ''Our possessive way, the way we handled the relationship, was not healthy. We admit that. But she betrayed us. She left without giving an explanation, and what remains in us for her is just anger, hatred.

My tears start to flow again, and all I can think about is how confused and lost I feel. The pain of imagining that maybe I'm not enough for them consumes me. I take a step back, my eyes locking with theirs.

''So...'' my voice comes out shaky. ''Prove me. Prove to me that you like me.

They look at me, clearly surprised. The frustration and pain boil over, and I feel like I'm on the verge of falling apart.

''Prove me! '' I scream, my tears falling uncontrollably. ''Show me that I'm not just a substitute. That I am important to you. That you really want me!

The room falls dead silent, and I see the impact of my words in their eyes. For a moment, it seems like the world has stopped. Then Damien approaches me and firmly puts his hands on my face, drying my tears.

''We will prove it, my love. Let's show you how much you mean to us'' he says, his voice filled with a tone that mixes certainty and affection.

He kisses me with an intensity that makes my heart race. With a firm movement, he pulls the towel I keep around my body, leaving me completely exposed to them. I feel butterflies in my stomach, mixed with a heat that I can't control.

Damien takes my arm and guides me to the bed. I lie down on the soft sheet, and as I look at the three men around me, I notice the lustful gleam in their eyes. The desire I feel for them is palpable, and it causes a whirlwind of emotions within me.

Magnus approaches with a look that mixes adoration and possessiveness. 

''You're so beautiful, so perfect, compared to that whore...'' He leans in, nibbling and sucking my neck, making me moan with pleasure. His lips are hot and demanding, and the feeling is indescribable.

He kisses down to my breasts, where his hands and lips explore with a mixture of tenderness and urgency. His kisses are intense, and the pleasure I feel is overwhelming. I feel completely submerged in the feeling of being desired.

Damien and Kael join Magnus; Kael cups my left breast, making me moan at the sensation of his wet tongue; and Damein doesn't stay behind, she leans into me, her eyes meeting mine with a depth that goes beyond the physical. 

''You have no idea how important you are to us,'' he whispers, his lips brushing mine with a soft kiss that turns into something deeper.

Then he kisses down to my right breast.

'' Ah... Kael...Damien... '' They both suck my breasts so eagerly, I get lost in this new sensation. 

I feel Magnus's hand caressing my skin, going down to my intimacy, which pulses with desire.

''You are everything to us, Yara. And nothing we did with her compares to what we feel for you. You are ours. She is the past and you are our present.

I feel a wave of intense emotions, a mix of relief and gratitude. 

''Ah...'' A loud moan escapes my mouth as Kael and Damien bite my breasts. 

''Now it's my turn to try that delicious pussy. ''Before I could say anything, I feel your tongue on my clit. 

''Magnus...'' my whisper mixes with the sounds of my own moans. The intensity of the pleasure increases, my hands gripping the sheets as my body arches in response.

Damien and Kael waste no time in sucking my breasts with more intensity.

Lost in a whirlwind of sensations, I feel my body tremble under the caresses of the three men. Magnus's tongue on my clit sends waves of pleasure throughout my body, while Damien and Kael continue to suck my breasts with an intensity that makes me delirious.

''Oh, my God...'' I pant, my voice broken by moans of pleasure.

Magnus intensifies his movements, his tongue tracing skillful circles around my most sensitive spot. I feel my hips move involuntarily, seeking more contact.

''That's it, darling. Let go'' Damien whispers, his voice husky with desire.

Kael moves one of his hands to caress my belly, slowly moving down. His fingers join Magnus's mouth, increasing the stimulation.

''You're perfect, Yara,'' Kael murmurs, his eyes fixed on me, full of adoration.

The combination of his words, touches, and caresses brings me closer and closer to the edge. I feel tension building in my lower abdomen, a delicious pressure that threatens to explode at any moment.

''I... I'm going...'' I can barely form the words, lost in ecstasy.

''Let go, my love. '' encourages Magnus, his voice vibrating against my sensitive skin. ''We want to see you reach the pinnacle.

With one last flick of Magnus' tongue and Damien and Kael's lips on my breasts, I feel the orgasm hit me with overwhelming force. My body arches, shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure wash over me.

''Magnus! Damian! Kael! '' I scream their names in ecstasy, feeling completely surrendered to them.

They continue to caress me gently, prolonging my pleasure as my body slowly calms down. I feel loved, desired and, above all, complete.

When I finally open my eyes, I see the three of them watching me with a mix of desire and tenderness. I know the night is far from over, and I can't wait to repay you for all the pleasure you gave me.