Page 43 of Ruthless Daddies

“Relax, Parker,” Dmitri murmurs, his lips brushing against her ear as his hand moves to the waistband of her skirt. “We’ve got you.”

I glance up at her, my gaze meeting hers, and I see the hesitation fade, replaced by something deeper, more raw. Trust. Desire. She nods slightly, and I feel my chest tighten.

Dmitri takes her nod as permission, tugging her skirt down her hips as I help her lift slightly to slide it off. She’s left in nothing but her underwear, and the sight of her like this—flushed, trembling, and exposed—nearly undoes me.

Alice lets out a soft moan as Dmitri kisses the inside of her thigh, his hands sliding her underwear down and tossing them aside. Her hands are everywhere, clutching at me, at Dmitri, as we both worship her. I feel Dmitri’s hand slide over mine briefly, a silent acknowledgment of the strange truce between us, and then he moves lower, his lips trailing down her stomach.

His hands part her thighs, and I hear the soft, wet sound of his tongue meeting her core. Alice cries out, her back arching, her hands clutching at the sheets as her body trembles between us.

I watch, my chest tightening as he continues to lick her slit, his tongue teasing her until she’s writhing beneath us, her hands clutching at the sheets.

Her soft gasps and moans fill the room, and I can feel the heat building in me, my restraint slipping with every sound she makes. My hand moves to her breast again, my thumb brushing over her nipple as I lean down to kiss her neck, her collarbone, and lower.

Dmitri pulls back slightly, his voice low and teasing as he glances up at me. “She tastes as good as she looks.Want to see for yourself?”

My jaw tightens, but instead of snapping at him, I lean down, kissing Alice’s trembling lips and then moving down her body to position my face between her thighs.

My tongue flicks out, tasting her, and I groan against her, the flavor of her sending a jolt of desire straight through me.

Alice’s breath hitches as my fingers slide against her, exploring her wet heat. She arches beneath me, her body pliant and eager, her moans filling the room.

I bury myself in her, my lips and tongue working her gently at first, then with more intensity as her hips begin to move.

Alice’s hands clutch the sheets, her moans getting more desperate as I explore her, finding every spot that makes her writhe and moan. My grip on her thighs tightens as I pull her closer, desperate to push her further.

Above me, I hear Dmitri chuckle softly, and I glance up to see Alice turning toward him. Her hand reaches for him, her fingers grazing his chest, his neck, before sliding lower. Dmitri’s cock is already hard, straining against the fabric of his pants, and Alice’s boldness takes me by surprise.

With a confidence I didn’t expect, she pulls him closer, her hand working to free him. Dmitri watches her with hooded eyes, his usual smugness replaced by raw hunger as she leans forward, taking him into her mouth.

“Jesus, Parker,” Dmitri groans, his head tipping back as her lips close around him. His hand moves to her hair, guiding her gently as she takes him deeper.

The sight sends a new wave of heat through me, and I redouble my efforts, my tongue circling her clit as my fingers slide inside her. Alice cries out around Dmitri, her body arching, her reactions spurring both of us on.

She’s fucking incredible—bold, responsive, and completely in control even as she lets herself be consumed by pleasure. I press harder against her, my tongue stroking in time with the movements of her hips, driving her closer to the edge.

Dmitri groans louder, his fingers tightening in her hair. “She’s amazing, isn’t she?” he says, his voice rough, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment.

I don’t respond, too focused on Alice, on the way her body quivers, her thighs tightening around my head as she spirals higher and higher. Her cries become frantic, her nails digging into Dmitri’s thigh.

Her body seizes, a broken moan tearing from her lips as she comes undone, her release spilling over me as I hold her in place, guiding her through it. Dmitri groans again, his grip on her hair tightening as she takes him deeper, her moans vibrating against him.

Alice collapses against the bed, her chest rising and falling as she tries to catch her breath. Her hair is a wild halo around her flushed face, her lips parted and glistening. She looks utterly wrecked and beautiful, and yet I know she’s far from done. The spark in her eyes, the way she looks at both me and Dmitri, tells me she’s ready for more.

Dmitri smirks, brushing her hair back from her damp forehead. “Parker, you’re full of surprises,” he murmurs, his voice thick with desire.

I sit back on my knees, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, my body burning with the need for her. I want her—all of her—and it’s clear Dmitri does too. There’s no room for jealousy now. No lines to draw or rules to follow. She’s made her choice, and it’s both of us.

“She’s ready for you,” Dmitri says.

I glare at him. I don’t need his permission.

My jeans are already undone, the fabric sliding down my hips as I position myself above her, between her thighs. She opens up for me, her body arching as she guides me to her.

“Are you sure?” I ask, my voice rough, barely able to form the words.

“Yes,” she breathes, her voice steady despite the tremor in her body. Alice shifts, her hands sliding over my chest, tugging me closer. “Nikolai,” she whispers, her voice low and breathless. “I need you.”

The raw need in her voice undoes me. I lean down, capturing her lips in a deep, searing kiss as I position myself between her legs. My hand slides down her thigh, gripping it firmly as I guide myself to her entrance. She gasps against my mouth as I push inside, her body arching to meet me, and I groan at the way she wraps around me—tight, warm, perfect.

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