Page 93 of Kings of Violence

I make a frustrated sound. I know when I’ve been beaten, and I really don’t want them to just fuck me while I’m fighting, do I?

When had that changed? I should be fighting them with everything I have.

“Fine,” I snap instead. “But I want all three of you naked and getting close to each other. I want to see kissing and touching. I’m not the only one here who needs to be getting aroused.”

Konstantin shrugs. “Not a problem for me.” He ruffles my hair. “I like a woman who knows what she wants, too.” He pulls his shirt off and tosses it to the side, revealing his large, hairy chest.

Yuri kisses my cheek, pulling me tighter against his chest. “He’s so hot, isn’t he, Sierra? Look at all that fur.”

I never really thought I’d be into hairy bodies, but there is something alluring about Konstantin’s body. I don’t know why. It’s huge, and he looks like he could break me in half.

Maybe that’s part of the appeal.

Maybe it’s just that he’s so unmistakablymale, so confident and assured in his masculinity to the point where he’s agreeing to kiss and touch other men. I don’t know, but I squirm a little as Yuri pulls me close.

Nikolai starts to strip as well, shedding his clothes faster than I would’ve thought possible. “I don’t know who I’m kissing besides you,” he says warily.

“Both of them,” I say firmly. “That’s part of the deal.”

His cheeks flush red. “There is no ‘deal,’” he retorts.

I still don’t know what his problem is, especially since he’d kissed them both in the shower of his own volition.

Konstantin stands up to remove the rest of his clothes. The visual contrast between the two of them is astounding, with Konstantin and all his hair while Nikolai is much more average in all departments.

I’ve never done a proper comparison between them, either. Iknow that Konstantin’s cock is larger, but seeing them side by side like that it’s amazing just how much larger he really is.

Konstantin grabs Nikolai’s shoulder and gives him a rough shake. “We are having fun now.” He looks over to me. “Right, Sierrochka?”

I want to scowl at him, but I’m intrigued. I pull away from Yuri, and instead of answering Konstantin, I tell Yuri, “Your turn.”

It makes me the only one dressed, and I find that I like that power dynamic a lot more — not that they’re going to let it last, of course.

Nikolai is staring at Konstantin, looking like a deer in headlights, but he doesn’t pull back as Konstantin carefully leans in… and kisses him.

Something jolts through me, the same thing that had sent shivers through me when Konstantin and Yuri had kissed in the shower, and I watch in fascination.

Yuri sits down next to me again, fully naked now, but his eyes are glued to Nikolai and Konstantin.

“Kotya…” Yuri whispers. He shakes his head and wraps an arm around me. “You like this, Sierra?” He places his other hand under my shirt. “This gets you hot and bothered?”

A tiny whimper spills from my lips, and by the time Yuri’s hand slides up to my nipple, it’s already hard. “Y-yes,” I whisper. I don’t know why. Isn’t it wrong to sexualize them this way, like when men sexualize lesbians for their own pleasure? But fuck, it’s hot anyway, and I can’t take my eyes off of Konstantin and Nikolai as Konstantin’s big hand goes to the back of Nikolai’s head and keeps him in place.

Yuri suddenly pulls away. I whimper, but he starts pulling my jacket off me. I let him strip me, my eyes still glued to Konstantin and Nikolai.

They’re both getting hard, too. This isn’t purely a show for me, and I realize I want to touch them.

The realization is a difficult one because I can’t quite make sense of this — any of this. They’re enjoying each other, and I want tocroak out that they can just keep me out of it, but at the same time… I’m not sure Iwantto be left out of it.

Yuri gets a hand between my legs and starts massaging my clit while he sucks on the nape of my neck. My breathing picks up, and I spread my legs to give him better access to me.

Konstantin breaks the kiss with Nikolai to look at us. “Is this what you wanted, Sierrochka?”

I bite my lip, looking between the two of them. Konstantin still looks relatively put together, but Nikolai looks dazed.

“Yes,” I whisper. Fuck, I didn’t realize how much I’d wanted it, how much it would turn me on. It had been something I’d thought to use against them, but it seems like I’m the one who’s getting it turned around onme.

Yuri stops sucking on my neck and rests his chin on my shoulder. He says something in Russian, which makes Nikolai scowl but Konstantin laugh.

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