The Devil’s Share Episode 4: Craving the Forbidden

The days that followed Elena’s first full night in the penthouse blurred into a intoxicating routine of power, pleasure, and growing obsession.

During the day, she worked as their official intern at Vale & Cross Capital. She attended meetings, analyzed reports, and shadowed high-stakes deals. To the outside world, she was just another ambitious young talent. But at night, she became their shared possession.

And yet, something had shifted inside her since that first complete claiming.

It wasn’t just the sex.

It was them. The way Adrian and Lucian looked at each other. The raw, almost violent hunger they shared even while they were buried inside her. That magnetic pull between the two men had begun to haunt her thoughts.

On the fourth night, Elena couldn’t sleep.

She lay in the massive master bed alone, the silk sheets cool against her naked skin. Adrian and Lucian had told her they had a late business call in the study and would join her soon. But nearly an hour had passed.

Curiosity — and something much darker — pulled her out of bed.

She slipped on a thin black silk robe and padded silently down the hallway. The study door was slightly ajar, golden light spilling into the dark corridor. Low voices and the unmistakable sound of heavy breathing reached her ears.

Elena’s heart pounded as she moved closer, staying hidden in the shadows.

What she saw through the crack in the door made her thighs clench with sudden, overwhelming need.

Adrian had Lucian bent over the large mahogany desk. Both men were shirtless, their powerful bodies illuminated by the desk lamp. Lucian’s trousers were pushed down to his ankles while Adrian fucked him with slow, deep, punishing strokes.

“Fuck… harder,” Lucian growled, gripping the edge of the desk.

Adrian’s hand fisted in Lucian’s dark hair, yanking his head back as he slammed into him. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room.

“You’ve been teasing me all day,” Adrian said, his voice low and dangerous. “Parading around the office like you don’t remember who owns this ass.”

Elena’s breath caught. She pressed her thighs together, feeling herself grow wet. The raw dominance, the aggression, the pure masculine energy between them was intoxicating.

Lucian moaned loudly as Adrian reached around and stroked his cock in time with his thrusts. Their bodies moved together with practiced, almost brutal familiarity. Sweat glistened on their skin. The mirrors on the study wall reflected every filthy detail.

Elena slipped her hand between her legs, touching herself as she watched. She had never felt this level of arousal from simply observing before.

Adrian suddenly pulled out, spun Lucian around, and lifted him onto the desk. He kissed him fiercely — all tongue and teeth — before dropping to his knees and taking Lucian’s cock deep into his throat.

The sight of the cold, commanding Adrian Vale on his knees, sucking his best friend with such hunger, made Elena whimper softly. She bit her lip to stay quiet.

Lucian’s head fell back in pleasure. “That’s it… take every inch, Adrian.”

After several minutes of intense oral, Lucian pulled Adrian up and bent him over the desk instead. He slicked his cock and thrust into Adrian in one smooth motion. The deep groan that escaped Adrian’s throat sent fresh heat flooding through Elena’s body.

They were magnificent together. Dominant. Primal. Completely lost in each other.

Elena rubbed her clit faster, her breathing ragged as she watched Lucian fuck Adrian with long, powerful strokes. Adrian’s strong hands gripped the desk as he pushed back, demanding more.

She came hard, biting down on her robe to muffle her moan. Her legs trembled as pleasure ripped through her.

When she opened her eyes again, the two men were kissing deeply, stroking each other’s cocks. They looked beautiful. Dangerous. Addictive.

Elena quietly slipped away before they could notice her and hurried back to the bedroom. She climbed into bed, heart still racing, body flushed with fresh arousal.

She had crossed a line tonight.

And she already wanted to do it again.

The next few days, Elena’s secret obsession only grew stronger.

She began finding excuses to stay awake or wake up early, hoping to catch them together. Sometimes she succeeded.

One morning, she watched from the balcony as Lucian fucked Adrian against the glass wall of the private pool area, the city skyline stretched out behind them. Another night, she hid in the walk-in closet and watched Adrian ride Lucian slowly on the couch, their foreheads pressed together in an almost tender moment that felt strangely intimate.

Each time she witnessed their raw bisexuality, her craving deepened. She still loved when they focused on her. But the fire between Adrian and Lucian had become a drug she couldn’t resist.