Being fucked by two cocks at once while sucking the third was pure overwhelming bliss.

Kairo thrust deep into my pussy from below, hitting that perfect spot with every powerful stroke. Zane filled my ass, stretching me deliciously as he moved in perfect rhythm with Kairo. Draco's thick cock slid between my lips, gentle yet commanding, letting me breathe between thrusts.

My body sang with sensation. Every nerve ending burned. Sweat slicked my skin. Moans vibrated around Draco's length as pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in my core.

Kairo's hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. "Look at me, Nova."

I forced my eyes open, meeting his icy blue stare. The raw hunger mixed with something deeper-something almost tender-made my heart stutter even as my body climbed toward another shattering release.

Zane reached around and rubbed my clit in tight circles. "Such a good girl taking all of us. So fucking tight."

The praise sent me spiraling. My walls fluttered around Kairo. My ass clenched around Zane. I sucked harder on Draco, desperate to please them.

"Come," Kairo ordered, voice rough. "Come while we fill every hole."

The orgasm crashed over me violently. I screamed around Draco's cock as my entire body convulsed, pussy and ass pulsing rhythmically, milking them both. Waves of blinding pleasure ripped through me, leaving me shaking and gasping.

Draco pulled out of my mouth first, stroking himself fast. Hot ropes of cum painted my breasts and throat. Zane followed with a guttural groan, burying himself deep in my ass as he came. Kairo thrust up once, twice, then held me down as he filled my pussy with pulse after pulse of heat.

I collapsed onto Kairo's chest, trembling, covered in sweat and cum, heart pounding wildly.

Strong hands lifted me gently. Soft towels wiped me clean. Warm arms carried me below deck into a luxurious bedroom. They laid me on cool silk sheets, surrounding me immediately-Kairo on my left, Zane on my right, Draco behind me, spooning me protectively.

Fingers stroked my hair. Lips pressed soft kisses to my shoulder, my temple, my wrist. The contrast between the raw fucking and this tender aftercare made tears prick my eyes.

"You did so well," Kairo murmured, voice softer than I'd ever heard it. "Breathe, baby."

Zane nuzzled my neck. "We've got you. You're safe."

Draco's large hand rested possessively over my stomach. "Rest now. Tomorrow the real training begins."

I should have been terrified. I had just signed my body over to three dangerous men. Instead, a strange warmth spread through my chest. For the first time in years, I felt... held. Wanted. Seen.

Sleep pulled at me, but one nagging thought refused to fade.

They still didn't know how deep my original mission went.

Morning light filtered through the yacht windows when I woke. The men were already dressed in crisp shirts and slacks, looking every inch the powerful billionaires they were. A delicate silver necklace-thin chain with a small elegant lock pendant-rested on the bedside table.

Kairo picked it up. "Your collar for the next ninety days. Discreet enough for public. But you'll feel it every second."

He fastened it around my neck. The click of the lock sent a shiver down my spine-and fresh heat between my legs.

Zane grinned. "First rule: you wear this at all times. Second rule: when we say 'kneel', you drop."

Draco handed me a silk robe. "We're heading back to the city. Kairo's penthouse. Your new home for the duration."

As the yacht docked in Manhattan, my phone buzzed in my discarded purse. A message from my boss:

*Any progress on The Veil? Send whatever you have.*

Guilt twisted in my gut even as the necklace rested heavy and warm against my skin.

We stepped into the waiting black SUV. Kairo pulled me onto his lap, hand sliding under the robe to cup my bare pussy possessively.

"Already wet again," he noted with dark satisfaction. "Good."

Zane leaned in, kissing me deeply while Draco watched with burning eyes.

The car climbed toward the glittering Manhattan skyline.

Just as we pulled up to the towering glass building, my phone buzzed again-this time with a different number.

The message made my blood run cold:

*I know what you did last night, Nova Kane. And I know exactly who you're with. We need to talk... before they find out the truth about your father.*

My breath hitched.

Kairo's hand stilled between my legs. His sharp eyes narrowed on my face.

"Nova?" he asked, voice suddenly dangerous. "What's wrong?"

My phone burned in my hand like a live wire. The mysterious message glowed on the screen: *I know what you did last night, Nova Kane. And I know exactly who you're with. We need to talk... before they find out the truth about your father.*

Kairo's fingers froze against my bare pussy, his icy blue eyes narrowing dangerously. "Nova?"

The car idled in front of his towering Manhattan penthouse. Zane leaned closer, his playful smile fading as he sensed the shift. Draco's massive frame tensed beside me.

I forced a shaky smile, quickly locking the phone. "Nothing. Just... work."

Kairo didn't buy it. His hand slid higher, two fingers pressing firmly against my clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles that made my hips twitch despite the panic clawing at my chest. "Lying already, little spy? That's not how this works."

A soft whimper escaped me as fresh wetness coated his fingers. Even terrified, my body responded to his touch like it was made for him. Zane cupped my breast through the silk robe, pinching my nipple hard enough to make me gasp.

"Tell us," Zane murmured against my neck, voice deceptively sweet, "or we'll edge you right here until you're begging."

Draco's large hand wrapped around my throat from behind-not squeezing, just a possessive hold that grounded me and sent heat flooding between my legs. "We can smell your fear, baby. Talk."

The truth sat heavy on my tongue, but I swallowed it. Not yet. Not when I still didn't know who sent that message or what they wanted.

"It's nothing important," I whispered, voice breathy as Kairo's fingers kept working my clit in torturous circles. Pleasure built fast, mixing with the guilt twisting my stomach.

Kairo's eyes darkened. "Wrong answer."

He plunged two fingers deep inside me without warning. I cried out, back arching against Draco's chest as he fucked me slowly with those long digits, curling perfectly against my G-spot. Zane captured my mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, swallowing my moans while Kairo's thumb circled my swollen clit faster.

"Come for us," Kairo commanded, voice low and rough. "Right now."

The orgasm hit me hard and sudden. My pussy clenched around his fingers, juices soaking his hand as waves of pleasure ripped through me. I moaned into Zane's mouth, trembling violently between the three of them.

They didn't stop until I was limp and panting.

Only then did Kairo withdraw his fingers, bringing them to his lips and licking them clean with deliberate slowness. "Better. But we'll continue this conversation upstairs."

The driver opened the door. Draco carried me inside the private elevator like I weighed nothing, my robe barely covering me. The moment the doors closed, Zane dropped to his knees, pushed the robe aside, and buried his face between my thighs.

His tongue licked me clean with long, greedy strokes while the elevator climbed. I gripped his hair, moaning loudly as aftershocks of pleasure made my legs shake. Kairo watched with dark satisfaction. Draco held me steady, kissing my neck softly.

By the time we reached the penthouse, I was dripping again, heart racing with lust and lingering fear.

They carried me straight to the master bedroom - a massive space with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. The silver collar around my neck felt heavier than ever.

Kairo laid me on the huge bed. "Strip. Completely."

I obeyed, sliding the robe off with trembling hands until I was naked before them. The three men undressed slowly, revealing hard, sculpted bodies and thick cocks already leaking with need.

Zane climbed onto the bed first, pulling me on top of him so I straddled his hips. "Ride me, beautiful. Show us how much you want this."

I sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion, moaning as he filled me completely. The stretch was perfect. I started moving, rolling my hips, chasing the pleasure that made everything else fade.

Kairo moved behind me, pressing his chest to my back. Slick fingers circled my ass before one pushed inside, then two, stretching me open while I rode Zane.

Draco knelt beside us, feeding his cock into my mouth. I sucked him eagerly, lost in the rhythm of being used by all three.

Pleasure built fast again. Zane thrust up hard. Kairo added a third finger in my ass. I moaned around Draco's length, tears of overwhelming sensation slipping down my cheeks.

Just as I was about to come, Kairo leaned in, voice dark against my ear.

"Now tell us the truth, Nova. Who messaged you?"

My orgasm crashed over me before I could answer, body convulsing as I came hard around Zane's cock. But the moment the pleasure peaked, Kairo pulled his fingers out and stopped moving.

They held me there - right on the edge of another release - eyes locked on mine, waiting.

My phone buzzed again on the bedside table, the sound cutting through the heavy breathing like a blade.

Zane reached for it first.

Zane's fingers closed around my phone before I could stop him. The new message lit up the screen, visible to all of them:

*Your father didn't just work for Kairo's company. He was destroyed by him. Meet me tomorrow at 10 AM - alone - or I send everything to the press.*

My heart stopped.

Zane's playful expression hardened instantly. Kairo's icy eyes flashed with something dangerous. Draco's hand tightened on my hip.

I was still impaled on Zane's cock, Kairo's fingers buried in my ass, Draco's length resting against my lips. The position that had felt so intimate moments ago now felt painfully exposed.

"Explain," Kairo said, voice deceptively calm as he slowly withdrew his fingers, leaving me empty and aching.

I slid off Zane with a soft whimper, my body still trembling from the ruined orgasm. Tears pricked my eyes - not just from frustration, but from the sudden wave of shame and fear crashing over me.

"My father..." My voice cracked. "He worked in tech. He was blacklisted years ago. I never knew it was connected to you."

Kairo's jaw clenched. He gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. "And you thought infiltrating The Veil would give you answers?"

I nodded, tears spilling over. "I wanted the truth. I wanted justice."

Zane sat up, pulling me into his lap despite everything. His cock, still hard and slick with my juices, pressed against my stomach. He wiped my tears with his thumb, surprisingly gentle. "Baby, we don't destroy innocent people. There's more to that story."

Draco moved behind me, his broad chest warm against my back. Strong arms wrapped around my waist, holding me securely between them. "Breathe, Nova. We're not monsters."

The tenderness in their voices broke something inside me. I sobbed quietly as Zane kissed my forehead and Kairo stroked my hair. Even in the middle of this storm, their touch made me feel safe - wanted.

But the fear lingered.

Kairo's phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the screen, expression darkening further. "It's internal. Shadow Court trying to stir trouble again."

He answered while Zane laid me back on the bed. Draco spread my thighs gently, his mouth descending on my pussy with slow, soothing licks. Zane sucked on my nipples, alternating between soft kisses and sharp bites.

I moaned, hips lifting as pleasure began to chase away the panic. Draco's tongue circled my clit with perfect pressure while two thick fingers slid inside me, curling just right.

Kairo paced nearby, voice low and commanding on the phone, but his eyes never left my body.

Zane whispered against my breast, "Let us take care of you. Let us make it better."

Draco sucked my clit harder. I cried out, fingers tangling in his hair as another orgasm built fast and deep. Zane pinched both nipples at once, sending sparks straight to my core.

"Come for us, sweetheart," Zane murmured.

I shattered again, moaning loudly as my pussy pulsed around Draco's fingers, fresh wetness coating his tongue. The pleasure was so intense it left me shaking and boneless.

They didn't stop. Kairo ended the call and joined them, sliding his cock deep into my pussy in one smooth thrust while I was still coming down. Zane moved to my mouth. Draco stroked himself, watching with dark hunger.

They took turns fucking me slowly, tenderly, each thrust pushing away the fear and replacing it with overwhelming sensation and emotion. Kairo kissed me deeply as he moved inside me. Zane praised me softly between thrusts into my mouth. Draco's hands roamed my body like he was memorizing every curve.

Hours blurred. They brought me to orgasm again and again until I was a sobbing, pleasure-drunk mess in their arms.

Finally, they collapsed around me, cum leaking from my pussy and ass, body marked with their bites and fingerprints.

Kairo pulled me against his chest, voice soft but firm. "Tomorrow you'll tell us everything. No more secrets."

I nodded sleepily, the silver collar warm against my skin.

But as sleep pulled me under, my phone buzzed once more on the nightstand - a single photo attachment this time.

I opened it with trembling fingers while the men breathed steadily around me.

The image showed my father's old company documents... with Kairo's signature clearly authorizing the blacklist.

And below it, a new message:

*He didn't just blacklist your father. He had him killed.*

My blood ran cold.

I looked up - straight into Kairo's now-open eyes, watching me silently in the dark.