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Malachi’s gaze met mine, as he positioned himself at my entrance. Rurik’s fingers continued their relentless assault on my clit, his touch a sweet torment that sent shivers racing down my spine.

“Are you ready?” asked Malachi, his voice low and husky as he pressed against me.

I nodded, my body trembling with anticipation as he slid inside me, filling me completely, his cock stretching me in a way that was both painful and pleasurable after our earlier activities. I arched into him as I adjusted to the sensation.

Rurik kissed me with barely restrained control. He was trembling, and so was I. “I need you, too. Please.”

Rurik’s eyes darkened as he positioned himself behind me, his cock pressing against my rear entrance as he guided me onto all fours. Malachi slipped out but was soon back in, his fingers digging into my flesh as he held me in place while continuing to fuck my pussy.

Together, they filled me completely, their cocks stretching me in a way that was both painful and pleasurable. It was different from last time. I was used to this in some ways but still sore, so I felt the burn and stretch in different places. It was still amazing, and I moaned, writhing against them in search of relief.

Malachi growled like an animal as he thrust into me. The sound was sexy as hell. “Mine.” It was a simple one-word declarative, but it made me feel cherished and loved, especially when he practically growled it, as though it took every ounce of willpower he had to form the single word.

“Your pussy is so tight and welcoming, dorogaya,” Rurik hissed, his cock starting to get harder and twitch, indicating he was on the precipice of losing control.

I closed my eyes, as they continued their relentless assault. My body trembled with each thrust, the pleasure building within me like a storm that threatened to break at any moment. As that inevitably happened, I stiffened and cried out, still writhing between them. I didn't know whether to push backward or forward, and I surrendered to the sensations sweeping over me.

The feeling of their cocks twitching and releasing inside me only increased my pleasure as I came, feeling an orgasm that would never end. It must have at some point, because the world around me started to become normal again.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, I collapsed onto the bed, spent and completely exhausted. They held me between them, and Malachi brushed his lips against my ear as he whispered, “I love you, Nika.”

I stared into Malachi’s eyes, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to process his words. “I love you too,” I whispered as I leaned in to press my lips against his.

His pulled me closer as he deepened the kiss.

“Don’t forget about me,” said Rurik, voice laced with a faux pout.

I gently broke the kiss with Malachi and turned my head to look at Rurik. “I could never forget you.”

He looked deeply into my eyes without blinking. “Nika, I love you too.”

My heart skipped a beat at his words, and I nodded. “And I love you, Rurik.” I looked over at Malachi, who was watching us with a small smile on his face.

“We want you to move in with us,” said Malachi, his voice firm and confident. “We want to be with you, to protect you and take care of you.”

I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing with thoughts and doubts, but then I looked back at Rurik, at the sincerity in his eyes, and I knew that I couldn’t say no. Not that I wanted to. “Okay.” I beamed at them. “I’ll move in with you.”

Rurik grinned, and he pulled me tighter against him. His heart beat against my chest, and I snuggled closer.

Malachi wrapped his arms around me, encompassing me with a sense of safety and security that I had never known before. I closed my eyes and breathed in the scent of my lovers, savoring the moment.

“We’ll take care of you, solnyshko,” said Malachi against my ear. “You’ll never have to worry about anything again.”

I nodded, my heart swelling with love and gratitude. Moving in with them would be a risk, and there would be danger and uncertainty, but I couldn’t imagine my life without them. The risk was far more negligible than the reward.

Chapter Nineteen – Malachi

The summons to Viktor’s office came early the next morning, a terse command that brooked no argument. Rurik and I exchanged a glance, our expressions grim. Meetings at this hour seldom boded well. The walk to the pakhan’s domain was tense, our footsteps echoing in the cavernous hallways like a solemn march.

As we entered the dimly lit room, the air was thick with unease. Viktor sat behind his imposing desk, his face etched with severity. Dmitri stood beside him, his jaw clenched, radiating barely contained fury.

“We’ve found the rat,” Viktor spat in a chilling tone. A heavy pause hung in the air as he regarded us, his gaze piercing. “Valentina.”

The name hit me like a physical blow, disbelief crashing over me in waves. Valentina, our trusted head of IT, the one who oversaw our digital operations with effortless competence and assumed loyalty? It seemed inconceivable; a betrayal so profound it shook the very foundations of our brotherhood.

Rurik tensed beside me, his fists clenching as he struggled to process the revelation. Before either of us could voice our shock, the door opened, and Valentina herself stepped into the room, her eyes downcast and her posture radiating defeat.

“Explain yourself,” demanded Viktor, his voice laced with scorching fury.

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