Beth and Devin lingered in the entrance of their lavish honeymoon suite, their fingers still entwined as echoes of laughter and music from their wedding reception played in their minds. The suite was breathtaking—plush carpets muffled their steps, gilded sconces cast a warm glow over velvet drapes, and the grand four-poster bed stood as an unspoken promise of the night ahead.
But just as Devin leaned in to steal a kiss, a sharp, insistent knock shattered the moment.
Devin hesitated before pulling the door open, still half-lost in the bliss of the evening. On the threshold stood the wedding band, their instruments nowhere in sight. The lead singer, a tall man with dark hair and a sharp smirk, stepped forward before Devin could even greet him. His presence carried an edge that hadn’t been there onstage.
“We need to talk about payment,” the man said, his voice rough, laced with something that made Beth’s stomach tighten.
Devin blinked. “What? My father-in-law is handling that. He said you’d be paid next week.”
The lead singer let out a short, humorless laugh—a sound that sent a chill crawling up Beth’s spine. “Next week isn’t good enough,” he said, stepping closer. “We want our money now.”
Devin squared his shoulders, his easygoing groom’s charm flickering into something more guarded. “I don’t have it,” he said evenly. “But I give you my word—you’ll get paid.”
The lead singer’s smirk deepened, but his eyes remained cold. “Your word?” He took another step inside, the air in the room suddenly feeling too tight, too thin. “Yeah, see, we’re not big on trust. So maybe we find another way to settle this. Tonight.”
Beth swallowed hard, her pulse quickening as an uneasy silence settled between them.
The lead singer’s expression darkened. “Either you pay us now, or we take what we want.” He looked over at Beth, his gaze lingering on her wedding dress.
Devin stepped in front of Beth protectively. “You can’t do that. This is my wife’s wedding night.”
“And we’re just making it more interesting,” the lead singer said, a wicked gleam in his eyes. Before Devin could react, the band members rushed in, grabbing him and shoving him into a chair.
“Devin!” Beth gasped, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and excitement.
“Don’t worry, baby,” the lead singer said, his voice low and seductive. “We’re just going to have a little fun.”
The band members began to undress Beth, their hands rough and urgent. Her wedding dress was torn away, revealing her smooth, creamy skin and the lace corset and panties underneath. Devin struggled against his captors, but his efforts were in vain.
“Stop!” Devin shouted, his voice filled with anger and fear. “You can’t do this!”
The lead singer ignored him, his attention focused on Beth. “You’re a beautiful bride,” he murmured, his hands exploring her body. “And I think you’re going to enjoy this.”
Beth looked at Devin, her eyes filled with a strange mixture of fear and desire. “It’s okay, Devin,” she whispered. “I planned this.”
Devin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What? How could you?”
Beth smiled, a slow, seductive curl of her lips. “Because I wanted to give you a night you’d never forget.”
The lead singer pushed Beth onto the bed, his hands roaming over her body. “You’re right, baby,” he said, his voice filled with lust. “This is going to be a night to remember.”
The band members took turns with Beth, their bodies moving against hers with a raw, primal intensity. Beth moaned and writhed beneath them, her body responding to their touch with a feverish passion. Devin watched in shock and disbelief, his mind reeling as he struggled to accept the reality of what was happening.
The lead singer was the last to take Beth, his body sliding into hers with a harsh, almost brutal force. Beth cried out, her body arching as waves of pleasure washed over her. “Yes,” she gasped. “Fuck me. Harder.”
The lead singer complied, his body moving against hers with a fierce, relentless intensity. Beth’s moans filled the room, her body convulsing as she was consumed by her orgasm.
Once the band members had finished, they dressed and left, leaving Beth and Devin alone in the suite. Devin, still bound to the chair, looked at Beth with a mixture of anger, confusion, and a strange, dawning understanding.
“Why?” he asked, his voice hoarse with emotion.
Beth walked over to him, her eyes filled with love and desire. “Because I wanted to give you a wedding night you’d never forget,” she said, her voice soft and seductive. “And because I knew you’d enjoy watching me with other men.”
Devin’s eyes widened in surprise. “You knew?”
Beth nodded, a slow, sensual movement of her head. “I’ve always known,” she said. “And I wanted to give you this. To share this with you.”
Devin looked at her, his body filled with a sudden, overwhelming desire. “Then come here,” he said, his voice rough with need.
Beth smiled and walked over to him, her body moving with a slow, seductive grace. She knelt down in front of him, her eyes filled with love and desire. “What do you want, Devin?” she murmured.
“I want you,” he said, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. “I want to fuck you. Hard.”
Beth smiled and began to unbutton his shirt, her fingers deft and skilled. “Then let’s make this a night to remember,” she said, her voice filled with a promise of passion and pleasure.