Page 61 of Kissed By Shadows

IRIS

My panicked gaze flies to the doorway, Nik’s hand falling away, to find all three of my Shadows stepping into the bathroom, quickly shutting the door behind them. Their faces are full of thunder, especially Hunter’s, and all their brows raise when they take in the scene before them, my legs wrapped around Nik’s hips, his trousers clearly undone.

Nikolai looks over his shoulder, keeping his dick buried inside me. “You really shouldn’t let her run off like that,” he comments, and I open my mouth to tell him that now really isn’t the time to bring that up, but he moves his hips and instead, a moan falls from my lips.

Hunt’s nostrils flare, his fists clenched as he takes us in, and I worry at my lip. He’s the most dominant of the three of them, on par with Nikolai, so I’m not sure how he’ll take this. I mean,I made it no secret that I want Nik too, he’s seen me in his arms before, but not like this.

“She didn’t exactly give us much choice,” Hunt growls out, stalking closer. “I was coming in here to punish her for her disobedience.”

I clench around Nik and he groans. “She likes the idea of you punishing her, don’t you,Kotenok?” He moves his hips again, gliding his thick length in and out of me slowly, and I moan again as the lazy pleasure starts to unfurl in my core.

Hunt comes up right beside us, and I flush as his gaze travels up and down my body, pausing when he reaches the apex of my thighs, where Nik and I are joined. His large palm comes up and cups my face, his thumb rubbing my lower lip.

“Is that right, Peaches? Do you want me to punish you for being a naughty little girl?” His voice is low and seductive, and my inner walls clench around Nik at his words. I nod and hetsks. “Use your words.”

I swallow hard, Nik not moving as they both wait for my answer. “Y–yes.”

Hunter’s eyes flare with approval, and it warms me down to my toes. “Good girl.” He strokes my lip again, his look tender. “Don’t let her come.”

A whine leaves my chest as Nik chuckles deep and low.

“I wouldn’t normally take orders from you,” he says, and I move my gaze to glance at him with a pleading look. “But I agree, she needs to learn a lesson.”

He starts to move agonisingly slow, the glide of his pierced dick exquisite as he strokes the deepest part of me.

“Eyes on me, Peaches,” Hunter demands, and I switch my gaze to him just as Nik growls something in Russian that I’m pretty sure is down to having my attention taken from him.

Hunter gives a smug smile, holding my gaze as Nik keeps moving, pleasure spiralling from my core, leaving me breathlessand panting. “You know that this is for the best, baby. What you did was stupid and dangerous. Anyone could have been in here,” Hunter scolds, his brows lowering, his smile slipping. But his tone isn’t as furious as I expected it to be. Instead, it’s laced with lust, a heavy promise for the most exquisite torture. “Tell me you understand why this has to happen.”

I shiver as Nik rubs over a particularly sweet spot. “I–I understand,” I stammer, fighting against the urge to close my eyes and lose myself in the pleasure that Nikolai is building. Nik’s hips suddenly move faster, and I start to believe that maybe he’ll ignore Hunt and let me come.

But just as I begin to reach the pinnacle, he stops completely, both our chests heaving, and I whine once more.

“It’s for your own good,Solnishko,” he says, and tears sting my eyes at knowing that they really will withhold my pleasure. He waits until my breathing evens out, then starts to move again, my nails digging into his bare arms, incoherent pleas falling from my lips when he takes me to the edge only to stop again.

“I–I’m s–sorry,” I sob, the tears threatening to fall. I just need the release so badly, I need to forget just how deep my father’s betrayal ran. “I–I won’t run again, I p–promise.”

“Shhhhh,” Hunter soothes, smoothing my sweat-slicked hair from my face as Nik pumps his hips in and out again. “You’re doing so well, but we can’t let you come just yet, baby.”

A broken sob falls from me when Nik stops again, and I seek out Roman’s chocolate eyes, begging him with my gaze to make the punishment end. Smiling, he saunters over, Rowan still by the door, watching us all with a banked heat in his eyes, his knife in his hand as he plays with it. The sight of the blade shouldn’t turn me on so much, but I can’t help whimpering when I remember his threat to use it on me one day.

“I taught Iris how to give a blow job,” Roman says when he reaches us, and my already heated cheeks burn, my desperation heightening when I recall that first night with the Shadows and getting on my knees for Hunter. “Why don’t you let her show you what she learned?”

My brows dip, and I wonder how this will help me, but then I remember the way Roman played with me until I came when Hunter did, and I’m nodding my head. “P–please let me show you, Nik. I want to know what I taste like on you.” Four groans echo around the room at my words, Nik’s irises almost entirely swallowed up by black.

I gasp when he pulls out of me, the wet sound loud in the room. “Fuck, I’d forgotten how pretty your pussy was,” Roman rasps, and my blush deepens at the praise.

“On your knees,Solnishko,” Nik commands, stepping back. I look at his face, his cheeks flushed, his eyes hooded, and my pussy pulses at the sight.

“Turn to the side so you can watch her in the mirror too,” Roman suggests, and Nik’s gaze flicks to Roman, a naughty grin pulling up his lips and making him seem younger. He does as Roman suggests, turning to the side as I hop off the vanity, sinking onto my knees in front of him.

“Wait, Little Lamb,” Rowan says quietly just as my knees hit the tile, and I look at him to see he’s grabbed a cushion off the chair and is crouching down next to me, just like he did when I gave Hunter his blow job.

“Thank you,” I whisper, lifting my knees to let him slide it underneath them. He stays next to me, his amber eyes boring into mine, his undivided attention both a comfort and making my blood heat even more.

Nik’s pierced dick is right in front of me, glistening from my own arousal, and I dart my tongue out to lap at the tip, a deep groan sounding from him at the touch.

“That’s it, darling, start off slow, just like I taught you,” Roman purrs from behind me, and I swear moisture drips from between my legs at his words. My hand comes up to grasp the base of Nikolai, guiding him to my mouth, and I lick his head, his hands flexing at his sides. He tastes like me with an underlying musk, and I lick again, enjoying the combination of our flavours. Roman’s hand comes up to wrap over mine, and I moan at the sight just as Nik hisses. “I bet he likes a firmer grip,” Roman says as he tightens our fists, and Nik makes a feral noise that goes straight to my aching core. “See.”

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