Page 14 of Tangled Vows

“This...” I whisper on an exhale. “This was your plan all along.”

“Yes,” Leonid admits. “You look ravishing in this dress, but we’d love to see you out of it in our bed, sweaty, with your hair disheveled and out of breath...in the morning.

“God...” I hiss, his statement sending more waves of arousal down my spine.

Ivan adds his own brand of torture. “We’d love to lick the sweat off your skin while you pant between us as we give you endless pleasure and take ours from your beautiful body.”

Ivan’s fingers clutch the hem of my dress. He eases it up, exposing the back of my thighs and my ass. I lean forward; Leonid strokes my forearm. Ivan’s knuckles brush the sensitive flesh of my ass cheeks, and he presses them into me. He splays his fingers over my skin and holds on, moving his hand over to my chest. The tip of his thumb nudges my nipple, and I whimper, caught in the delicious embrace of my hungry men. Pleasure builds inside me. I tilt my head back until I sense Leonid’s shoulder beneath.

But then, he shows me just how eager he is to see my naked figure. He lets go of my body and reaches down. Gripping the hem of my dress, he raises it all the way up, forcing Ivan to release me, too. He lifts it off my head, and I’m standing there with nothing on but a white lacy thong. My eyes open to slits. I shift my attention to Leonid. His full lips are parted, his gaze roaming my body. Goose bumps rise all over my skin as his hungry eyes take in every bit of me.

Part of me wishes to verbalize, to tell them that I want them to do whatever they want. Yet, Leonid beats me to it. He bends his knees, throwing his arm around my waist. The next thing I know, his other arm is around my knees. With little effort, he eases me up and off the floor.

I giggle, snaking my arm around his shoulders. He takes me to the bedroom I saw earlier, and I kick my shoes off. Ivan is quick to follow us.

“Look at her,” Leonid demands, his eyes continuing to travel up my naked body. “Such delicate beauty.”

“Fucking fantastic,” Ivan praises as his friend sets me down on the bed. I bring my thumb up to my mouth, watching them shed their clothes. In an instant, a funny sensation hits me. These two mysterious studs are getting ready to claim me. I am the object of their desire. Me. Clare Jensen. The girl who’s never really had a decent lover so far. Just two or three clumsy idiots who had no idea what they were doing and were only interested in enjoying themselves.

Leonid pulls down his boxers. His big, stiff cock sticks straight out from his body. He moves around the corner of the bed, his chiseled abs stealing my attention. I reach up to touch his smooth skin before looking in front of me. Ivan has just joined me in bed, his thick cock in his palm as he stares down at my crotch. In a swift move, he hooks his thumbs into the waistband of my panties. He eases them down my thighs and off my legs as Leonid climbs onto the bed, too.

The mattress dipping under their weight, I feel Ivan’s lips on my inner thigh. I lick my lips at the sight of Leonid’s large shaft. My fingers close around the base, the sound of Ivan’s kisses overshadowing my sighs. I move my fist up, savoring the feel of a huge cock in my grasp. Leonid’s thigh muscles clench in response as I lower him to my mouth. I lay a kiss on the head while Ivan is kissing his way up my slit.

“Yes,” I moan, unable to offer Leonid’s tool the proper attention. My grip around it loosens and he cups my breasts, his friend continuing to tease me. Ivan’s kisses grow in intensity; he squeezes my outer thighs. He leaves another trail of kisses down my slit. Leonid is pushing my breasts together. Crawling back, he bends down over me. His broad chest blocks the light, his mouth landing on my breast.

I’m in a haze of disbelief and molten lust. Leonid is kissing around my nipples while Ivan is sucking my nether lips like my pussy is a half-squeezed orange. My moans are so loud now. I’m at their mercy, longing for more. I ache for more of this mouthwatering teasing.

Leonid traps my nipple in his teeth, a gentle bite sending sparks of electricity coursing through my body. I drag my nails across the sheets, my butt clenching. Ivan lays more tender kisses up my pussy before the tip of his tongue strokes my clit.

“Yes! Oh, God, yes!” I groan, clutching the sheets. As Leonid grunts over me with my nipple in his mouth, I feel the first waves of my climax pulse. My inner walls tighten and loosen in quick succession as I surrender to the power of my orgasm. I hear Ivan’s smug laugh while Leonid is leaning back.

I keep my eyes shut, breathing in pants. Then, I hear a drawer opening and the sound of fingers fumbling with an aluminum packet. Once I open my eyes again, Leonid is standing across from me and Ivan has disappeared from view. The dipping of the bed tells me he’s right behind me.

In silence, Leonid reaches down and grabs me by the hips. He rolls me over onto my chest, and I flash a smile of gratitude up at him. I get up on all fours, presenting my ass to his friend.

“Amazing bubble,” Leonid says, his big hand falling hard on my flesh. My body jerks forward, and I lick my lips, feeling the swollen cock at my entrance. His long grunt shows his pleasure, and he pushes through my glistening folds. I close my eyes against how good it feels to have him fill me up, rolling Ivan’s balls in my grasp. Leonid thrusts deeply, then withdraws almost halfway, my inner walls stretching around his sheer size.

“Fuck me,” I urge, opening my eyes just enough to see Ivan’s tool. “Fuck me hard, please!.”

“Da,” Leonid grunts, pushing his inches back into me. I muffle my moan using Ivan’s stiff cock, letting it slip through my lips. He slides deep inside my mouth, his hand on the back of my head to hold me still. I can tell by his moves that he wants to be in control. I understand he won’t let me dictate the pace. He rocks his hips, seeking more of the friction that will send him over the edge.

Leonid’s steady penetration is making my body squirm under his touch. His long, deep strokes start to quench my desire, the head of Ivan’s cock hitting the top of my mouth over and over. I run my hand up his length, my saliva coating almost half of it. My fingers spread it down to his balls, and I lift my gaze up to his. His furrowed brows and rapid breathing spur me on. With Leonid’s shaft massaging my insides, I squeeze Ivan hard and move my hand up and down. The head of his cock bumps into the back of my throat, eliciting more moans

from me. Leonid’s balls are slamming into me, my body rocking back and forth in rhythm.

A snap of Leonid’s fingers later, and they switch places. Within moments, Ivan is opening another foil and rolling on protection, Leonid yanking his own condom off and tossing it away.

“I want to come all over your breasts,” he says, holding his cock as he kneels in front of me. I don’t think twice. I guide him into my mouth and swallow his delicious cock while Ivan buries himself deep inside of me. I feel his muscles flexing in my palms, plunging deeper into this world of ecstasy. Leonid fills my mouth as he slides along my tongue. Ivan holds on to my hips, their loud groans shouting their pleasure. Their strokes synchronize, and I’m in a cloud of bliss and lust. I’m satisfying them both, caught in their desire to have me. To own me. To mark me as their own.

I cry out as another orgasm rips its way through me. Ivan grunts, announcing his own climax. Leonid’s thighs begin to quiver. I don’t let him out, though. I won’t let him escape from the warm trap of my mouth. His cock twitches harder when Ivan pulls out. A few jerks later, Leonid’s juices shoot down my throat. Streams of Ivan’s juices land over my ass cheeks, my tongue lapping up drops of his friend’s essence. Leonid eases himself out of my mouth. He’s gasping for breath.

“You felt amazing, malyshka.” The tenderness in his voice caresses my ears. I look up at him as Ivan strokes the side of my belly.

“You blew my mind,” he confesses.

Leonid puts his hands under my armpits. He pulls me closer and lies down, his head hitting the pillow with a minor thump. I snuggle into his chest, taking in more of his scent. Ivan kisses my shoulder blade. I interlock my fingers with his and close my eyes, resting my free arm over Leonid’s stomach. I smile to myself, utterly exhausted and more content than ever.

Chapter Eight

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