She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Marcus lay on the cold marble floor, clutching his chest in agony, every breath feeling like knives stabbing into his broken ribs.

The pain was unbearable... but what he was seeing hurt far worse.

That bastard Alex had completely stripped his mother. Her elegant black-and-gold gown lay discarded on the floor like trash.

She was now completely naked in his arms... her voluptuous body pressed tightly against his powerful frame, her heavy breasts squishing against his chest as she clung to him like a desperate lover.

Natalia Steele, the one who was supposed to save him and punish his enemy... glued to his greatest enemy, kissing him.

Not just kissing... devouring his lips with unrestrained hunger, moaning softly into his mouth as if she had forgotten the entire world existed. As if her own son wasn’t lying here, broken and bleeding, watching the woman who gave birth to him act like a common whore for the man who had destroyed him.

’How could the mother he knew do something like this...?’

He had always known about her hidden lust, her seductive nature... but he never believed she could go this far. It was as if she was possessed. As if Alex had taken complete control over her mind and body.

Marcus lay there, his eyes glued to his mother’s naked frame. He watched in horrified fascination as she leaned into Alex’s touch, her body responding eagerly, almost desperately.

Every caress, every squeeze of her heavy breasts, every stroke of Alex’s hands on her skin made her tremble with pleasure. It looked as if she had been waiting for this her whole life... as if her entire existence depended on being claimed by him.

’How did it come to this...?’

His life had been perfect. He was the heir of the Steele family... the prince, the golden child, destined for greatness. Everything was going his way. Power, respect, Sophia... a future that would elevate their family to the Sacred Houses.

And then he made one decision.

The day he sent his own girlfriend, Sophia, to that bastard Alex.

He had thought it was brilliant... a way to humiliate Alex, to show dominance, to prove he was superior. How pathetic. How utterly stupid.

And they did. Sophia did her job perfectly. She trapped him in a matter of days, made him fall for her, before calling him back into their circle. They mocked him, humiliated him, beat him up, and threw him away like trash. He still remembered those helpless, defeated eyes filled with fire.

But he didn’t care. He never cared. What could happen to him? He was Marcus Steele.

He laughed bitterly at the thought.

’That was the beginning of my downfall.’

Since that day, nothing had gone right. Their relationship strained. Jennifer started acting strange. His own brother-like friends turned traitors and tried to rape his girlfriend.

He laughed bitterly, the sound weak and broken.

Then he had to watch his own girlfriend... the woman who had promised him time and time again how much she loved him, how she wanted to marry him... get fucked right in front of him. Willingly. Eagerly. Humiliating him, calling him a cuck and worse.

And now... his own mother.

The proud, untouchable Natalia Steele... the woman who had always protected him, who had never let anything happen to him... was clinging to the same bastard, his enemy, eager to get fucked right in front of him.

Marcus laughed again, louder this time, the sound turning manic and unhinged.

’Pathetic...’

’Sophia was right... I’m pathetic.’

’How could I send my own girlfriend to someone else willingly...?’

The laughter echoed in the room, broken and hollow, as tears mixed with the blood on his face.

Hearing his strange, broken laughter, both Natalia and Alex turned their heads toward him.

Natalia’s eyes showed a flicker of genuine concern as she looked at her son’s shattered state. But that concern only fueled Marcus’s pain even more. It felt like pity. Like she was looking at a weak, worthless failure.

Alex, on the other hand, smirked with dark amusement.

”Already started cracking?” he mocked, his voice dripping with contempt. ”Endure a bit more, boy. We’re just getting started.”

Then Alex turned back to Natalia, who was staring at him with lust-filled eyes. He leaned in close, whispering loud enough for Marcus to hear every word.

”Look like your son can’t endure anymore, darling,” he teased, his lips brushing against her ear. ”Let’s hurry... we have to let him watch properly.”

Natalia nodded her head slowly, her eyes dark with lust as she looked at Alex. She couldn’t wait anymore. She wanted him inside her. She needed it.

Alex smiled at her submission, taking slowly toward the bed... the same bed where Marcus had watched Sophia being claimed so thoroughly just moments ago.

Marcus watched with defeated, broken eyes as his mother walked naked toward that bed, hand in hand with his greatest enemy.

The thought of her doing the same thing Sophia had done... moaning, begging, getting fucked senseless in front of him... made his mind crawl with horror and disgust.

And then the pain hit him.

The Crimson Veil’s side effects surged through his body like fire, amplified by the overwhelming despair and humiliation. His head throbbed violently. His vision blurred. His chest felt like it was being crushed all over again.

He clutched his head, a low, agonized groan escaping his lips as the medicine punished him for the intense negative emotions flooding his mind.

The Crimson Veil’s side effects had come suddenly, like a storm, but just as quickly as it had arrived, it faded for a brief moment... giving him a false sense of relief.

Then it returned in waves.

Each wave was worse than the last... a burning, crushing agony that spread through his head, his chest, his entire body. His vision blurred. His muscles twitched uncontrollably.

The despair and humiliation only made it stronger.

’No... No... No... I can’t... I can’t anymore... I should stop this before it gets any worse...’

With a broken, determined groan, Marcus started crawling toward the bed. His nails scraped against the cold marble floor as he dragged his battered body forward, inch by painful inch, refusing to let it happen.

He had to stop them.

He had to stop this nightmare before it destroyed him completely.

***

Alex carried Natalia to the bed and threw her onto it.

She bounced a few times on the soft mattress, her voluptuous body jiggling erotically... especially her round, firm ass, which bounced invitingly with each impact.

Before she could even settle, Alex jumped on top of her, his powerful body covering hers. He started playing with her flesh greedily... running his hands down her curves and grabbing her round, firm ass possessively, kneading the soft flesh as if he owned every inch of her.

”They’re so beautiful,” he growled, giving her round ass a firm slap that made the soft flesh bounce enticingly. ”So fucking perfect.”

Natalia was almost dying from lust now. She couldn’t endure his teasing anymore. She turned around, grabbed his face with both hands, and pulled him into a desperate, hungry kiss, her tongue invading his mouth with raw need.

At the same time, she took his hand and brought it back to her breast, squeezing it herself as she pleaded breathlessly against his lips.

”Take me, Alex... Fuck me... I’ve been dying for this for so long...”

Her voice was desperate, filled with raw need as she ground her wet pussy against his hard cock, her body trembling with anticipation.

”Eager, aren’t we?” Alex smirked against her lips, his hand squeezing her breast firmly.

He opened her legs wider, looking down at her swollen, dripping folds throbbing visibly with need, glistening and ready for him.

He reached down, slowly caressing her wet pussy with his fingers, tracing her sensitive lips teasingly.

Before he could move forward, Marcus’s weak but desperate voice sounded from the floor.

”No... No... Stop it... Don’t do it... Please...”

There was real urgency in his voice, which Natalia sensed. She realized it was the effect of the Crimson Veil... the medicine was pushing him toward madness.

But before she could move or say anything, Alex pushed two thick fingers inside her.

”Ahh...!” Natalia moaned in desperation, her hips bucking upward. Her body trembled as his fingers explored her, curling and pressing against that perfect spot inside her, making her moan louder and louder.

”He will not die, I promise,” Alex said calmly as he continued to explore her dripping cave, his fingers moving with skilled precision.

Then he turned his gaze toward Marcus, a cruel smile on his face.

”Why should I stop, Marcus?” Alex asked, his voice calm and mocking as he looked down at him. ”Why?”

He gestured lazily toward the ballroom outside.

”You remember this place, right? This was the same place where I asked you to stop. Had you stopped?”

Marcus, who had almost reached the bed, looked at Alex. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. He didn’t know what to say.

The words wouldn’t come. The shame, the guilt, the pain... everything hit him at once, leaving him speechless.