Page 115 of Vengeful Princess

In all fairness to her, she’d been good. More than good. But I had a lot more power in my fists than Andrej, and if I didn’t hold back, I could easily kill a female.

Since I wasn’t my father, I took no pleasure in hurting a woman.

The more I pulled my punches, the angrier Thea got. If she’d been carrying one of her knives, I’d probably be dead.Thankfully, the only weapons she had right now was her vicious mouth and highly suckable tits.

It didn’t take her long to notice how distracted I was each time she bounced up and down on her toes. When my gaze dropped to her tits instead of watching her fists, she pounced. A quick one-two followed by a sweeping kick took me down.

Honestly, it was embarrassing how easily she caught me out. I landed on my back with her astride me, her forearm braced across my throat.

“Pathetic,” she hissed. “I’ve seen five-year-olds put more effort in than you!”

My eyes narrowed. “Really?”

She smirked while grinding her sweet pussy over my dick. “You were too busy staring at my boobs to fight me properly,” she scoffed. “Go on, admit it.”

I sat up and flipped us over so she was under me. Before she could protest, I pulled her sports bra up and sucked a nipple into my mouth. All of her sass turned into sweet moans and in no time at all, she was the one writhing under me.

“We shouldn’t be doing this in here!” She groaned when my fingers slid inside her shorts.

She had a point. Anyone could walk in. I was shocked nobody had already.

No sooner did the thought enter my head when the entrance door swung open.

“Well, well,” drawled a familiar voice. “If I’d known what kind of workout you had planned, I’d have got up an hour ago.”

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Thea

Some of the sexual fog disappeared the moment I heard Landon’s voice. As usual, Kyril’s intoxicating pheromones had hypnotized my pussy and blocked all my inhibitions. Knowing that the gym was open to every student on campus helped clear my head.

I couldn’t have sex here, in the open. A random gym bro might walk in, film us, and then post it online. The last thing I needed was my father seeing a sex tape of me.

That didn’t bear thinking about. Not only would he kill me, but he’d also kill Kyril. And as much as it pained me to admit it, I rather liked the stupidly sexy Russian, even if he was an overbearing asshole most of the time.

I shoved Kyril off me and adjusted my sports bra. When I looked up, Landon was smirking.

“Hey, Thea,” he teased. “Good workout?”

“Fuck you,” I muttered as a red blush colored my cheeks. I never blushed. Ever. Lord help me. I was officially losing my shit.

Kyril jumped up, not caring that his dick was still hard and very visible through his thin shorts. Of course, that made Landon chuckle all the more.

“Dude, be careful. You might poke someone’s eyes out.”

Kyril glared. “I’m taking my girlto the physio room. Join us or fuck off. Your choice,mudak.”

“Wait, what? I should go!” I tried to pull away, but Kyril resembled an immovable mountain of muscle.

“Not a chance,kotenok.I’m not letting you go until you’ve come at least twice,” he growled, before licking the salt from my sweaty neck. “You called me pathetic, remember, so you deserve to be punished. And I fully intend to punish you by making you come lots of times.”

Was he for real?I failed to see how giving me multiple orgasms was a punishment. Maybe his mother had dropped him on his head a lot as a kid?

“Thea said you were pathetic?” Landon choked out, looking impressed. I guessed not many people dared insult the Russian.

My feminist half wanted to tell Kyril to go fuck himself because threatening to punish me for some perceived slight was toxic masculinity at its best, but my slutty other half told her to shut the fuck up because we needed to get laid.

By the time my schizophrenic personalities had stopped arguing with each other, Kyril had pulled me into a small medical exam room painted a tasteful shade of pale green.

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