Beyond the Hidden Hours: Part 6

The CEO stepped forward slowly, deliberately, until he stood just a few feet from Kai, who stood frozen by the wall, caught between panic and need.

Ren's head lolled back, his mouth parted, his eyes half-lidded. His shirt clung to his chest, damp with sweat, and his thighs twitched around the CEO's hips, every motion pressing their bodies impossibly close.

Then it happened.

The CEO shifted his grip and thrust in, slow but deep, and Ren's back arched in his arms, a sharp cry escaping his lips as his nails dragged down the CEO's back.

Kai saw it.

Saw it.

The way Ren's body swallowed him whole, trembling and clenching with every inch.

The way his voice cracked as pleasure overwhelmed him.

The way his fingers reached out, not for the CEO.

But for Kai.

Like he didn't even realize he was doing it.

The CEO's voice was low and cruel, eyes locked on Kai as he began to rock his hips.

"See how deep I go?" he whispered. "See how he clings to it? How he shakes for it?"

Kai's jaw clenched, breath shallow.

"You wanted to know him, didn't you?" the CEO murmured. "Wanted to get close? Then look closer." Another thrust. Another cry from Ren's lips. "This is him. Raw. Open. Ruined."

Kai trembled.

His body screamed to move, to join, to take, to claim what had only been glimpsed in shadows.

But still, he stood there, hands at his sides, nails digging into flesh, heat pooling so violently between his legs it hurt.

And as the CEO drove into Ren again, slow and brutal, he added one last line , a taunt that sliced through Kai's restraint like glass:

"Now imagine how it'll feel… when it's you."

The CEO's pace was unrelenting, each motion driving Ren further into the desk, his legs trembling from the overstimulation. Ren's fingers clawed at the edge, sweat-slicked skin glowing under the low light. His moans were broken, soft, like begging, until they weren't soft anymore.

Kai snapped.

Something inside him shattered, like a dam giving way under the weight of too much restraint.

With a sudden push, Kai shoved the CEO mid-thrust, catching both men off-guard. Ren's back landed against the desk with a dull thud, his flushed body splayed open, trembling from the intensity. But it wasn't Ren Kai was after.

The CEO, still buried deep, stumbled back in that instant, completely exposed in the rawest of positions: straddled, open, vulnerable… with his breath hitching not from fear, but anticipation.

"Kai, " Ren gasped, but it was too late. The hunger in Kai's eyes wasn't just for lust. It was for dominance, for retribution.

"For someone who pulls the strings," Kai growled, stepping forward, "you sure don't mind being tangled in them."

He gripped the CEO's jaw, tilting his head up. "Bet you didn't expect your little toy to bite back."

The CEO tried to recover his posture, lips parting to regain control,

But Kai didn't give him the chance.

He yanked him forward by the hips, forcing him down on Ren's trembling form, making them both cry out in surprise. The sudden force pushed the CEO deeper, stretching Ren more than either expected. But Kai? He wasn't done.

Not even close.

"You thought you could use me?" he hissed lowly, his hand gripping the CEO's throat, not choking, but claiming. "Thought I'd just keep watching while you two played your filthy little game?"

He pushed again, harder, grinding them together, turning Ren into the trembling center of their chaotic heat. The CEO moaned, louder than before, voice cracking as Kai took full control.

"You'll learn your place."

Kai's free hand slid down, past the CEO's stomach, until he reached his exposed, twitching entrance. The moment his finger pressed against it, teasing the ring mercilessly, the CEO's body shuddered violently. His knees buckled. His pride? Forgotten.

"No… don't…" the CEO tried to say.

"Don't?" Kai whispered with a smirk. "You're dripping for it."

And with that----

He pushed in.

The CEO screamed. Not in pain, but in shattered ego and overwhelming bliss. He writhed, caught between Ren's exhausted body and Kai's brutal thrust of dominance, twitching and moaning as if every inch of him was unraveling.

Kai kept going.

Grinding. Pumping. Breaking every composure the CEO had. Until he was a whimpering, drooling mess, his arms clinging to Ren, begging not for it to stop, but for it to never end.

"Kai-please-more… more…"

"Say it," Kai growled.

"I-I'm yours-!"

"Louder."

"I'm yours!"

Kai leaned in, voice dark and thick with finality. "You always were."

The CEO's so wrapped up in his own chaotic pleasure, he's left completely exposed. His defenses down, body trembling under Kai's relentless assault, totally forgetting the one who actually deserves his attention.

Ren's eyes blaze with a fierce hunger, part jealousy, part something darker.

Without hesitation, Ren moves in, voice low and sharp:

"Don't think I'm just some spectator."

He slides up, pressing his body flush against the CEO's exposed back, fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path down that vulnerable spine. Ren's breath is hot against the CEO's ear as he whispers, "You belong to me too."

Kai, caught mid-motion, feels the sudden shift, Ren's possessive touch like fire on the CEO's skin.

The CEO gasps, torn between the pounding inside and Ren's commanding presence. But Kai? He snarls, no longer just a king but a ruler, unyielding and fierce:

"Keep your hands to yourself. This is my moment."

Ren smirks, voice teasing, "For now."

And with that, Ren bends forward, lips grazing the CEO's neck, stealing kisses that mark territory as Kai's beast roars louder.

The CEO was too focused on his own euphoria, riding the high of Kai's relentless assault, completely neglecting Ren's presence. But Ren wasn't about to be a passive observer. With a slow, deliberate movement, he positioned himself on the edge of the desk, legs spread wide in an unspoken invitation. His eyes locked onto the CEO's, a teasing challenge shining in their depths. Without hesitation, Ren gestured, silently commanding the CEO to dive between, claiming his own share of the feast.

The room fills with the intoxicating chaos of three, tangled in heat and power, where no one is giving ground, and every inch is claimed.

The king has taken over... but the throne? Oh, that's still up for grabs.

The room was heavy with heat, the dawn light creeping through the blinds as the world outside slowly woke. Inside, they surrendered to the chaos of desire, time slipping away unnoticed. Breathless, tangled, and raw, they spent the hours in a haze of need and release, three men bound by something fierce and forbidden.

Since that night, the secret they shared wasn't just theirs alone. It became a whispered promise, a dangerous thrill that twisted beneath the surface of polished office walls. Every glance, every touch carried the weight of that hidden fire. They let themselves lose in it, knowing full well that some truths are best kept in shadows.

And for Kai, that secret was intoxicating, a taste of power, passion, and something utterly his own.