She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 498: Broken Confession

Alex looked down at Marcus with a cold, mocking smile.

"What do you call this place, Marcus? A sanctuary... isn’t it?" he said, his voice dripping with cruel amusement. "The same place where you called me a friend... and then humiliated me. Again and again."

He paused, letting the words sink in.

"I was screaming for you to leave me alone... Let me go. Did you listen?"

Marcus stared at Alex, his swollen, bloodied eyes wide with shock and helplessness. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. The shame, the guilt, the pain... everything choked him into silence.

"No. Instead you were counting points there," Alex continued, his voice dripping with mockery.

"Now... hear how your mother screams, and tell me how many points she earns after I’m done with her."

Alex taunted as he turned his attention back to Natalia.

With effortless strength, he handled her like a doll, lifting her and positioning her on all fours in a perfect doggy-style stance right in front of Marcus. Her face was now directly in front of her son, her eyes closed in a mix of shame and overwhelming lust. She didn’t resist him at all. Her body trembled with anticipation, her heavy breasts hanging, her round ass raised invitingly toward Alex.

Alex positioned himself behind her, gripping her waist possessively. He rubbed the thick head of his rock-solid cock against her dripping entrance, teasing her wet folds.

Natalia moaned in a voice so erotic and beautiful it sent a chill down Marcus’s spine... a sound he had never heard from his mother before.

The urgency hit Marcus like a wave. This was the last moment. He had to stop this.

With a broken groan, he used the edge of the bed to pull himself up, his body shaking violently from the effort and pain. Tears streamed down his face as he pleaded desperately.

"Stop... Please stop... I’m sorry... I’m so sorry for everything I did to you..." His voice cracked, filled with raw shame and desperation. "I was wrong... I was stupid... Please... this has nothing to do with her... Let my mother go... Please... I’m begging you..."

He looked utterly pathetic... the once-proud heir of the Steele family, broken and on his knees, begging the man he had once looked down on.

But Alex only smiled, his eyes dark with satisfaction as he held Natalia’s waist tighter, the head of his cock still pressed against her entrance.

He turned his head toward Natalia, his thick cock rubbing slowly against her dripping, swollen folds, teasing her entrance without entering.

"Are you listening to your son, Natalia?" he asked, his voice low and teasing as he continued to slide his hard length along her wet pussy. "He wants us to stop... Should we listen to him?"

Natalia was in no position to make any sound other than desperate gasps for air. Her pussy clenched greedily around nothing, throbbing with need as it desperately tried to pull him inside, wanting him to ruin her completely.

"Fuck me..." she whispered, her voice barely audible, filled with raw hunger.

"What?" Alex demanded, his voice mocking as he continued rubbing his cock against her folds, making her even more desperate. "I didn’t hear it clearly. Say it again."

Natalia’s body trembled, her hips pushing back against him instinctively.

"I want you to fuck me, Alex..." she moaned, her voice breaking with need. "I can’t take it anymore...Please, ruin me..."

"Look like even your mother doesn’t want to stop..." Alex laughed out loud, the sound cruel and triumphant as he looked straight at Marcus, who was already stunned into silence, his eyes wide with horror at the state of his mother.

He gave her round ass a firm, loud slap, making the soft flesh jiggle enticingly before gripping it strongly with both hands.

"As you wish, my little whore."

In one single, powerful thrust, he buried himself to the base inside her.

"Aaaaahhhhh—!!" Natalia screamed, her eyes widening in shock and overwhelming pleasure as his massive cock stretched her completely, filling her deeper than she had ever been filled before. The sudden, brutal invasion made her whole body jolt forward, her heavy breasts swinging wildly as she gasped and moaned loudly, lost in the sensation.

"F-fuck... so deep... so big...!" she cried out, her voice trembling with ecstasy. "You’re tearing me apart... but it feels so good...!"

Alex groaned deeply, his eyes closing for a moment as her tight, velvety walls gripped his cock like a vice — sucking him in, clenching around him as if her pussy didn’t want to let him go.

"Fuck... your mother’s pussy is the best I’ve ever had," Alex said, turning his head toward Marcus with a cruel laugh. "I’ve fucked a lot of pussies... but this one... this one is perfect."

With that, he pulled back and started thrusting again... hard, deep, and relentless, each powerful stroke making Natalia moan and scream in pleasure.

Marcus stood there like a statue, his eyes wide and lifeless, completely defeated as he watched the horror unfolding in front of him.

The sight of his mother... the proud, untouchable Natalia Steele... getting fucked senseless by his greatest enemy, moaning like a whore, her body eagerly taking every inch of Alex’s cock... it was too much.

Suddenly, a crushing pain attacked his brain.

The Crimson Veil’s side effects hit him like a hammer, ten times worse than before. The pain was unbearable — a burning, crushing agony that spread through his head, his chest, his entire body. His vision blurred. His muscles convulsed. The despair and humiliation only made it stronger.

He clutched his head, groaning in agony as tears streamed down his face. His broken laughter turned into choked sobs.

Marcus spat out a mouthful of blood as the injuries on his body widened even more, fresh gashes opening across his skin.

The pain didn’t lessen at all. It only increased as time passed, wave after wave, each one more ruthless than the last. Fresh gashes opened across his skin as he spat out another mouthful of blood, his body trembling uncontrollably on the cold floor.

He didn’t know how long he lay there, groaning helplessly while hearing the loud screams of his mother and the cruel laughter of that bastard echoing in the room.

"How are you feeling, Marcus? Is the pain too much?"

He expected this question from his mother... at least while dying, let her show some concern for him.

But when he raised his head to look, it was the same bastard, Alex, looking down at him with a cruel smirk.

Marcus wanted to punch that face, to tear him apart, but he couldn’t. The pain was just too unbearable. He pleaded weakly, his voice barely a whisper.

"Please... Please..."

Alex leaned closer, his smirk widening as he asked again, his voice dripping with mock concern.

"I can stop everything for my darling here right now," Alex said calmly, his hand still clutching Natalia’s big, heavy breast, playing with it possessively as he squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh. "But... you have to answer a few questions like a good boy, hm?"

Marcus, barely able to think through the pain, composed himself as much as he could and nodded weakly, desperate for any chance to end this nightmare.

Alex smiled, clearly enjoying Marcus’s broken state.

"Why did you do it, Marcus?" he asked, his voice deceptively soft. "Why?"

Marcus looked at him, confused, not understanding what he meant.

Alex pinched Natalia’s nipple harder, making her moan again as he elaborated.

"Why did you send Sophia to me? And don’t try to fool me with some bullshit like ’it was a dare’ or ’my friends told me to’. I don’t think you’re that stupid."

Marcus closed his mouth, shocked that Alex would ever ask that uncomfortable question... the one he had buried deep inside himself, the one he never wanted to face again.

Seeing him lying there in silence, Alex spoke again.

"Look like he doesn’t want any chance," he said to Natalia, his voice dripping with mockery. "Didn’t I tell you he would waste our sweet time?"

With that, Alex started fucking her like crazy... hard, deep, and relentless thrusts that made Natalia moan loudly, her body jolting with every powerful stroke.

"Please... answer him, my son... Please..." Natalia pleaded mid-moan, her voice strained but filled with clear concern.

Marcus noticed it... his mother was regaining control. There was genuine worry in her tone, albeit barely. Whatever that bastard had done to her, she was starting to come back to herself.

’I’ll not leave you alive if we get out of here,’ Marcus promised to himself as he finally accepted his situation.

"Okay... Okay..." he rasped, his voice weak and broken. "I’ll tell you... Everything..."

Marcus took a deep, shaky breath, his voice barely above a whisper as he started confessing.

"I... I wanted to test something..." he rasped, his eyes avoiding both Alex and his mother.

"I wanted to test if I’m the same as Father..." he said finally, looking straight at his mother with broken, ashamed eyes.