Page 97 of Heirs of Havoc

“You still hate me?”

“For now.” Vlad’s velvety shaft lands on my cheek, throbbing on my skin. Warm. Soft. “But if you can handle us, I know you can handle anything and if you can prove we can trust you, well, we’ll see how it goes.”

“If this isn’t family bonding,” Lev chuckles again. “I don’t know what is.”

Feliks pulls me on his lap, sitting on the floor as I straddle him. Just like in the back of their muscle car. “You’re okay with this?” I ask.

“There’s nothing we hide from each other, so why start now?” Feliks plants his lips on mine again and call me twisted. Call me fucked up. Call me absolutely delusional, but I crave it. I want it. There’s no coming back.

When I’m about to wrap my arms around Feliks, Vlad takes one hand before wrapping my grip around his thick shaft. Lev’s hand comes around my free wrist, pulling my other hand to his rod. With Feliks hard beneath me, he pushes against my clit, waves of sparks coming with it.

So far, I’m not mad at this sharing thing.

There’s no doubt Dom’s guys are hot. They’ve always been, but they’re so much more than that. They’re everything I need when I need it. My charmer, my comfort, my protector. Then there’s that other asshole.

“Question is, are you okay with this Mia?” Feliks’ golden gaze only heightens the heat between the four of us.

“She better be,” Vlad’s voice rolls.

“You’re okay with being ours?” Feliks asks again.

“Thought she didn’t have a choice.” Lev’s hands tighten in my hair, Feliks rocking me against him.

“God, yes.” Moaning against Feliks’ lips, he slides me back as I stroke both twins, their groans and curses filling the room.

“I knew she had a thing for us all,” Lev chuckles. “Our filthy little slut.”

I’m intoxicated with attention. With desire and need. Lev’s right. I want them. Every single one.

Feliks lifts my hips, that lop-sided smile on his face. While those dilated pupils tell me he’s high, we’ve been here before. Reaching below me, he releases his shaft, two fingers stroking my sensitive nub. Ripples of pleasure dance on my insides, his missing touch the eye in a storm.

“Open up, Merlo.” Vlad shifts my head to him with two fingers. “Let’s see how dedicated you are.” Before I can answer, he shoves his shaft in my mouth until it hits the back of my throat. And somehow, his throbbing beast feels like home, pulsing on my tongue ring. I choke a little, my lips tightening around it as he chuckles, “Good girl.”

My centre is so wet Feliks has no trouble sliding his slick fingers inside me, his thumb on my clit. My grip tightens around Lev and a finger tightens around my nipple. And holy fuck… When Feliks slides me on his shaft, I feel like the congregation on a Sunday morning. In fucking heaven.

“Wanna see my Bunny bounce?” Feliks’ hands cup my ass, his long rod impaling me while Vlad feeds me his cock. Vlad’s shaft throbs harder in my mouth and when it feels like he can’t take anymore, he pulls back before Lev takes his turn.

Turning my face to him, Lev pushes his shaft between my lips, fucking my mouth in that needy, dominant way that makes me wetter. Right on Feliks’ shaft.

“Fuck, Mia,” Feliks groans. “This is what you need, isn’t it?” His words land in my ear. “You want to be our good girl? I knew it the moment you let Dom fuck you on his pool table.” I’m already floating through a sparkling abyss before Feliks’ mention of that night.

“Might be hard to answer with her lips around my… fuck.” Lev’s words cut off when my tongue slides around the tip. “Fucking fuck. I love the way you work that piercing, M&M. It’s all I fucking think about.” His grip tightens on my hair, the other squeezing harder on my nipple. Like that night in the church basement, these guys work as a team. This time, they’re working me to my peak. My hips grind harder against Feliks, my sweaty body pressed against him. Slobber falls from Lev’s tip when he pulls out, then Feliks plants his lips on mine.

My body shakes, the room blurring. I’m floating and I don’t want to come down. Ever. When a finger lands against my puckered hole between my cheeks, I don’t even care who it is. I see fucking God.

“Tell us where he lives, Mia.” Feliks groans against me, his teeth sinking into my neck. “I can feel how bad you want this, Mia. We give you a release you can’t get anywhere. Your pussy is so tight around my cock and I can feel you spasming for more.” That makes Lev work his hips faster, hitting the back of my throat again and again. “But if you don’t want this to stop, tell us where he lives.”

“Please don’t make this stop,” I beg, but from the way these guys fill my holes, something tells me they won’t. With hands stroking the twins and Feliks fucking me in the perfect way, there’s no stopping me either.

My ass bounces against Feliks’ strong thighs. All our scents blend in this inebriating mix of bittersweetness. A finger slides further in my ass, my head falling on Feliks’ shoulder. "Tell us, Mia. Prove to us your ours."

“200 Forest Hill Road.” I hope they can make out what I’m saying as I pant between my words. Feliks slams harder into me like he's fucking the info out of me. “That’s the add—” My words cut short when I reach my peak, my pussy tightening around Feliks’ shaft.

“Damn, our Mia’s coming.” Lev’s hand drops to my throat, knowing what I need.

Our Mia.

My head falls back in time for warm spurts to land on my chest, coming from my left. As I’m riding out that shaking orgasm, someone turns my head to the right before Vlad’s cock forces into my mouth. I moan against his rock-hard shaft as ropes of come shoot down my throat.

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