Page 44 of Ruthless Daddies

“You feel so good,” I murmur against her lips, my voice rough with restraint as I start to move. Her hands clutch at my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin as she matches my rhythm, her moans growing louder with every thrust.

Dmitri moves beside us, his hand sliding over her body, teasing her breasts, her stomach, her thighs. He leans down, his lips brushing her ear as he murmurs something I can’t hear, and the way her body reacts sends a surge of heat through me.

“Nikolai,” she gasps, her voice trembling as I drive deeper, harder, chasing the sounds of her pleasure. Her cries fill the room, mixing with the soft groans Dmitri lets out as he strokes himself, waiting for his turn.

I pull back slightly, my hand brushing over her cheek as I meet her gaze.

“I can hardly believe I’m inside you,” I say.

She smiles faintly, her lips swollen, her body trembling beneath me. But then her gaze shifts to Dmitri, and I know what she wants. I don’t stop her as she reaches for him, pulling him closer.

“Your turn,” I say, my voice low as I slide out of her, my body protesting the loss of her warmth.

Dmitri grins, wasting no time as he positions himself over her. Alice wraps her legs around him, pulling him in, and he groans as he sinks into her, his head falling to her shoulder.

“Fuck, Parker,” Dmitri mutters, his voice rough as he starts to move.

I watch them, my body still burning with desire as I stroke myself, waiting for my next chance to be inside her. Dmitri’s movements are fast and precise, his hand gripping her thigh as he drives into her, her cries spurring him on.

Alice reaches for me, her fingers brushing against my arm, and I lean down to kiss her, my lips capturing hers as she moans into my mouth. I can feel the tension building in her again, her body tightening, her cries growing more frantic.

When Dmitri finally pulls back, his chest heaving, I don’t hesitate. I take her again, my hands gripping her hips as I drive my cock into her.

Alice’s fingers tighten in my hair, pulling me back to her. “Dmitri,” she whispers, her voice trembling, her gaze darting between us. “I want you too.”

“I’m right here,” he says, his voice low.

I don’t stop as he shifts Alice so she’s lying on her side between us, and positions himself behind her, his hands sliding down her body to lift her leg slightly as I continue to thrust into her. I hatethe way my stomach tightens with jealousy, but I push it down, focusing on her, on the way her body moves against mine, on the building pleasure until I burst, groaning into her mouth as I come inside her.

After I slide out of her, Dmitri enters her slowly, filling the space I’ve just left, and Alice cries out, her body arching as her head falls back against his shoulder.

Her moans grow louder, her body tightening around Dmitri as I kiss her, her pleasure building until she shatters, her cries echoing in the room. Dmitri groans out his release as well, and Alice clings to both of us, her body trembling and breathless.

My gaze meets Dmitri’s; he’s looking equally spent. I hate to admit it, but it may have been the best sex of my life.

17

ALICE

Ihum a little tune under my breath as I walk down the hallway, my feet light and my mood unshakably good. It feels like the house is brighter today, the shadows less oppressive, the air filled with something…hopeful.

Or maybe that’s just me. Either way, I can’t stop the smile tugging at my lips.

As I turn the corner, I nearly collide with Alexei, who’s carrying a stack of notebooks and a coffee mug. “Whoa, sorry!” I exclaim, steadying myself before he spills the mug’s contents.

“No harm done,” Alexei says with a warm chuckle, shifting the notebooks to his other arm. His sharp blue eyes study me for a moment, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. “You seem…cheerful this morning.”

“Do I?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant as I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “I didn’t notice.”

He raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying my feigned innocence. “Well, it’s good to see. We could use more of that around here.”

Before I can respond, he adds, “I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but I overheard part of your conversation with Nikolai the other day.”

My heart skips a beat.How much did he overhear?I wonder, heat rising to my cheeks. Did he see me taking both Nikolai and Dmitri to my room? But Alexei’s expression is calm, kind, with no trace of judgment.

“I didn’t mean to intrude,” he continues, “but I agree with you. The kids…they need something more than this house, this schedule. They need normalcy.”

Relief washes over me, and I let out a small breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Thank you,” I say softly. “I was starting to think I was the only one who noticed.”

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