Page 117 of Vengeful Princess

When I looked to my left, Landon had pulled his dick out and was unashamedly jerking off as he watched his friend fuck me.

“You look so hot, wifey,” he groaned, his eyes glued to my tits. “I hope you’re down for swinging with my friends, because I’m definitely into this. But yourassis mine first.” He aimed that comment at Kyril, who growled in response before claiming my mouth in a bruising kiss.

The table squeaked alarmingly as it slid across the linoleum floor with each powerful thrust. Shit, at this rate, the damn thing would collapse. I wrapped my arms around Kyril’s neck, using him as my anchor in the storm.

His groin rubbed my clit, and I came for the second time, just like he’d promised. A few beats later, he followed me over the edge. Landon cursed as cum covered his palm and abs.

Thank goodness this room had plenty of antibacterial wipes to hand.

My cheek rested against Kyril’s sweaty chest. I was exhausted. Emotionally as well as physically. I really needed a nap.

Maybe I could take a nap in here. There was a sofa in the corner. Surely the physio wouldn’t mind if I curled up there for 30 minutes?

Kyril chuckled when he pulled out and I barely cracked an eye open. “We need to get you cleaned up,kotenok,”he said in a gentle tone that was nothing like his usual growly asshole demeanor.

“Hmm,” I murmured, too sleepy and sated to care. He lifted me down from the table and helped me pull my shorts and underwear back on. My panties were wet and gross, which made me grimace.

Just as Landon handed him my sports bra, the door clicked and opened, and we all froze like granite statues.

65

Thea

My heart seized in my chest…and then I relaxed.

What was Milo doing here? After not seeing him for a few days, I’d wondered if he was alright, but it didn’t seem appropriate to ask the guys.

I shouldn’t care at all. Milo was nobody to me.

Only I did care.

I hadn’t forgotten his kindness when he found me half-dead in the tower. Or the way he put aside his aversion to physical touch and soothed me when I had nightmares.

Milo was odd, but he was sweet and thoughtful, and I liked him.

He kicked the door closed and pushed a small keycard into his pocket. When his eyes raked over me and lingered on my naked breasts, I blushed a fiery shade of red. Not all of it was down to embarrassment. A small part of me reveled in the idea he’d seen my tits, and judging by the bulge in his pants, it turned him on.

It was confusing. Of all the guys, he seemed almost asexual. He didn’t flirt like Landon, or openly touch me like Kyril. Cassian kept his attraction well hidden, but it was there. I wasn’t blind.I’d caught him staring at me numerous times. Heated glances when my tits brushed his bicep in class or I wore a tight top.

Yep, Cassian Forsyth wasn’t immune to my charms, even if he liked to pretend otherwise.

Milo was different. Apart from the time we’d kissed in my bedroom, he hadn’t crossed the line again. He seemed happier watching me from a distance, apart from when he crawled into my bed on the nights he entered my locked room.

I still hadn’t figured out how he could breach the door security. When I’d asked him, he refused to tell me.

“How did you know where we were?” Kyril asked as I quickly pulled my sports bra back on. I noted how he stood in front of me, effectively blocking Milo’s view. Yet another reminder that the deranged Russian was a cuddly kitty cat beneath his psycho mask.

I almost snorted at the thought of telling him so. No doubt he’d deny it until he was blue in the face.

“Cass said you’d gone to the gym, so I checked the security cams.” From the way he rolled his eyes, Milo obviously thought Kyril’s question was dumb.

“And you saw all three of us enter this room,” Landon surmised with a smirk. He turned to me. “Milo has a voyeuristic kink. He was probably hoping to catch us in the act.”

Milo blushed and looked down. I gritted my teeth and glared at Landon. “Don’t be an asshole. You got off on watching me and Kyril, so don’t shame him for enjoying the same thing!”

Landon threw his hands in the air. “Hey, I wasn’t kink-shaming him!”

“No, but you were trying to make him feel uncomfortable. Not cool!” I threw him another scowl and stomped towards the door, exchanging a small smile with Milo on the way past.

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