Veiled Submission

Chapter 1 The blindfold slipped over my eyes, and the world went black just as his deep voice brushed my ear. "Relax, little spy. Let us show you what The Veil really is." My heart slammed against my ribs. The masked party in the Brooklyn warehouse had been loud with moans and music only seconds ago. Now everything narrowed to the heat of three bodies surrounding me in the private room. Strong hands guided me backward until my thighs hit the edge of a leather bench. Fingers-long and confident-traced my collarbone, then dipped lower, brushing the swell of my breasts through the thin black dress. I sucked in a sharp breath as cool ice suddenly pressed against my neck, melting instantly against my flushed skin. A second set of hands slid up my thighs, pushing the hem of my dress higher, exposing lace panties already damp with traitorous arousal. "Who are you?" I whispered, even as my nipples tightened painfully. The man behind me chuckled low, the sound vibrating through my chest. "Tonight, we're the ones asking questions." The ice trailed down between my breasts, leaving a wet path that made me shiver. Then warm lips replaced it, sucking gently on the sensitive skin just above my bra. A soft moan escaped me before I could stop it. My hands were gently pulled behind my back and secured with something soft-silk, maybe. The restraint wasn't tight, but it sent a rush of heat straight to my core. Another hand-rougher, more commanding-cupped my ass and squeezed. "So responsive already," the voice murmured, approval thick in his tone. "Good girl." The praise hit me like a drug. My knees weakened. I hated how much I loved it. The ice moved lower, circling my navel, then lower still until it pressed against the lace covering my clit. I gasped, hips jerking forward involuntarily. The cold burned deliciously against my swollen flesh. Fingers hooked into my panties, pulling them aside. Hot breath ghosted over my exposed pussy right before a warm tongue replaced the ice, licking one slow, torturous stripe from entrance to clit. "Oh fuck-" My head fell back against a hard chest. Strong arms wrapped around me from behind, holding me upright as the tongue between my legs circled faster, sucking lightly. Pleasure coiled tight in my belly. My thighs trembled. I was supposed to be gathering evidence, not melting under their touch. But God, the way they played my body-like they already knew every secret I'd never told anyone-made my mind spin. The man behind me pinched my nipple through my dress, rolling it between his fingers. "Let go, beautiful. We've got you." I came hard, sudden and shocking, a cry tearing from my throat as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My legs gave out completely, but they caught me, holding me between their bodies as I shook. The blindfold stayed on. My breathing was ragged. Then a calm, authoritative voice cut through the haze. "Take it off." The silk was removed. Three devastatingly handsome men stood before me-tall, powerful, radiating raw dominance. The one with icy blue eyes and sharp features stared at me like he could see straight into my soul. The playful one with warm brown eyes and a dangerous smirk licked his lips slowly. The third, broad-shouldered and intense, watched me with barely restrained hunger. The blue-eyed man tilted his head. "Your real name isn't Elena Voss, is it... Nova Kane?" My stomach dropped. They knew. Before I could speak, the door to the private room clicked shut behind us. The blue-eyed man stepped closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "We have a proposal for you, little journalist. One that involves a 90-day contract... and your complete surrender." My pulse thundered in my ears as his fingers brushed my still-sensitive clit, making me jolt. "Or we can ruin your career right now."

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His fingers circled my swollen clit with lazy precision, sending fresh sparks of pleasure shooting up my spine even as fear iced my veins.

"Choose quickly, Nova," the blue-eyed man said, voice velvet and steel. "Sign the contract... or walk out and lose everything."

I was still trembling from the orgasm they'd ripped from me, panties shoved aside, dress hiked up around my waist, wrists loosely bound behind my back. The three of them surrounded me like predators who had already tasted their prey.

The playful one-warm brown eyes, wicked smirk-leaned in and nipped my earlobe. "She's soaked, Kairo. Our little spy enjoyed herself."

Kairo. So that was Ice Eyes.

The broad-shouldered one, Draco, rumbled from behind me, his large hands steadying my hips. "She's scared... but her body wants this."

Heat flooded my cheeks. They were right. My pussy clenched around nothing, aching for more even as my journalist brain screamed danger.

"What's the contract?" I managed, voice breathy.

Zane-the playful one-smiled against my neck. "You become ours for ninety days. Our exclusive submissive. We train you. We own your pleasure. In return, we won't destroy your career... and you get to see everything you came here for."

Kairo's finger pressed firmer against my clit, making my hips buck. "Every scene will be consensual. Safe words respected. But you will obey."

A fresh wave of lust mixed with the terror in my chest. The idea of belonging to them-to these three powerful, beautiful men-made something deep inside me throb with dark longing.

Draco's voice dropped low near my ear. "Say yes, and we'll take you somewhere private right now. Say no, and this ends tonight."

My mind raced. This was my story. My big break. But the way Kairo watched me, the way Zane's teeth grazed my shoulder, the solid strength of Draco holding me up... I wanted it. God help me, I wanted them.

"I... I need to think-"

Kairo slid one finger inside me without warning. I gasped sharply, back arching as he curled it perfectly against that sensitive spot.

"No thinking," he said calmly. "Only feeling. Answer now."

Pleasure built fast again. My thighs shook. Zane pinched my nipple hard, sending a jolt straight to my core. Draco's hand slid up to wrap gently around my throat-not squeezing, just holding, possessive and steady.

"Yes," I moaned, the word torn from me as another orgasm threatened. "Yes, I'll sign."

The moment the words left my lips, Kairo withdrew his finger. I whimpered at the loss.

"Good girl," all three murmured almost in unison. The praise made my stomach flutter.

They untied my wrists. Kairo produced a sleek tablet from somewhere. A contract glowed on the screen-clear terms, safe words listed in bold: Red. Yellow. Green.

I read it with shaking hands while Zane kissed slowly down my neck and Draco massaged my shoulders, keeping me grounded.

I signed.

The second my digital signature appeared, Kairo's eyes darkened with satisfaction. "Take her to the yacht."

They led me out through a private exit. Cool night air hit my heated skin as we stepped onto the dock. The yacht waited, lights low and inviting. Once aboard and away from shore, the three of them surrounded me again on the open deck under the stars.

Kairo stepped close, tilting my chin up. "Strip for us, Nova."

My fingers trembled as I obeyed, sliding the dress off my shoulders until it pooled at my feet. I stood bare before them, nipples hard in the night breeze, pussy glistening with arousal.

Zane groaned softly. "Beautiful."

Draco's gaze burned. "On your knees."

I dropped to my knees on the cushioned deck. Three pairs of hands reached for me at once-Kairo fisting my hair gently, Zane stroking my cheek, Draco running a thumb across my lower lip.

"Open," Kairo commanded.

I parted my lips.

All three of them freed their cocks-thick, hard, and pulsing with need. Zane went first, sliding into my mouth with a low moan. I took him eagerly, tongue swirling, the taste of him making me dizzy with lust. Kairo and Draco stroked themselves while watching, eyes dark with possession.

Pleasure and surrender swirled together inside me. This was wrong. This was dangerous. And I had never felt more alive.

Zane pulled out suddenly, breathing hard. Kairo took his place, pushing deeper, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged softly, tears pricking my eyes, but the way he looked at me-so intense, almost reverent-made my heart clench.

Draco knelt behind me, spreading my thighs wider. Two thick fingers plunged into my dripping pussy from behind.

I moaned loudly around Kairo's cock.

The pleasure built brutally fast. Fingers fucked me deep while Kairo used my mouth. Zane pinched and twisted my nipples, whispering filthy praise.

"Come for us, Nova. Now."

My orgasm hit like lightning. I cried out around Kairo as my pussy clenched hard around Draco's fingers, juices coating his hand. My vision whited out with overwhelming sensation.

Before I could recover, they lifted me.

Kairo lay back on the wide lounge, pulling me on top of him, impaling me in one smooth thrust.

I screamed in pleasure, nails digging into his chest.

Zane moved behind me. Slick fingers circled my ass.

Draco stood beside us, stroking my hair tenderly even as lust burned in his eyes.

Kairo thrust up into me hard, eyes locked on mine. "You're ours now."

Zane pressed against my back entrance, pushing slowly inside.

The stretch was intense, burning, perfect. Being filled by two of them at once tore a broken moan from my throat.

Draco cupped my face, feeding his cock between my lips just as both Kairo and Zane started moving in sync.

Pleasure unlike anything I'd ever known consumed me completely.

Then Zane leaned down, breath hot against my ear, and whispered the words that shattered everything:

"Welcome to your new life, little spy... for the next ninety days."

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9.3

Flash Marriage To My Disabled Commander

9.3

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7.8

Pregnant by my father's enemy

7.8

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8.6

Rising From Ruin: The Billionaire's Lethal Roommate

8.6

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8.7

She Let Him Think He Was the Predator

8.7

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8.4

The Alpha Who Rejected Me... Then Paid the Price

8.4

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