Page 51 of Ruthless Daddies

“Please, Ivan,” she whispers, her voice trembling.

The sound of her begging for me undoes what little restraint I have left. I trail kisses down her neck, over her collarbone, and to her breasts. I take one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue over the hardened peak, while my hand kneads the other. Her back arches, her fingers tangling in my hair as she cries out softly.

I switch to the other breast, biting gently before soothing the spot with my tongue. My other hand slides down her body, brushing over her stomach and finding her wet heat.

“You’re so ready for me,” I murmur against her skin, sliding a finger inside her. She’s so tight, so warm, and the way she clenches around me makes my cock ache with need.

She whimpers, her hips bucking against my hand. “Ivan, please,” she breathes.

I position myself at her entrance, the head of my cock brushing against her slick folds. The sensation is almost too much, and I groan, gripping her hips to steady myself.

“Tell me you want this,” I say, my voice low and strained.

“I want this,” she whispers, her eyes locking with mine. “I want you.”

I push into her slowly, inch by inch, and the way she gasps, the way her nails dig into my shoulders, makes it impossible to hold back. Once I’m fully inside her, I pause, savoring the feel of her surrounding me.

“You feel so perfect,” I murmur, leaning down to kiss her again.

She moves her hips, urging me on, and I begin to thrust, slow and deep at first. Her moans grow louder with every movement, her body meeting mine perfectly. I reach down, lifting one of her legs to hook it over my hip, and the new angle makes her cry out, her hands clutching at me desperately.

“You take me so well,” I growl, my pace quickening as I lose myself in her.

She gasps as I thrust deeper, her nails digging into my shoulders as she clings to me. Her body tightens around me, and I groan, the pleasure almost too much to bear.

“Ivan, I’m so close,” she says, her voice breaking on a moan.

I lower my hand to where we’re joined, my thumb brushing over her clit in slow, deliberate circles. Her body jolts, her cries growing louder as I bring her closer and closer to the edge.

She shatters beneath me, her body trembling as she comes undone.

The sight, the sound, the feel of her climaxing around me sends me over the edge. My movements grow erratic, my breath ragged as pleasure crashes through me. I groan her name, burying my face in her neck as I empty myself inside her.

We collapse together, our bodies tangled, our breaths mingling as we try to catch up with reality. I hold her close, my hand brushing through her hair, and for the first time in a long time, I feel whole.

19

ALICE

“God, Nikolai,” I gasp, my voice trembling as his fingers thrust into me, deep and precise. Each stroke sends a jolt of pleasure spiraling through my body, my hips bucking against him as I cling to the sheets. His other hand cups my breast, kneading the soft flesh while his thumb teases my hardened nipple, flicking it just enough to make me cry out.

“You’re dripping for us,” Nikolai murmurs, his voice rough and laced with satisfaction. He’s kneeling between my legs, his broad shoulders dwarfing me as he watches every reaction. “Do you feel how wet you are?”

I nod, unable to speak, my breath catching with every curl of his fingers inside me. His palm presses against my swollen clit, and the pressure is perfect, devastating. My thighs tremble as I lose control, my body arching toward him, desperate for more.

Dmitri is beside me, his lips trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck, over my collarbone, and to the swell of my other breast. His stubble scratches my sensitive skin, a delicious contrast to Nikolai’s smooth, deliberate touch. Dmitri’s tonguecircles my nipple before pulling it into his mouth, sucking hard enough to make my toes curl.

I gasp his name, my hand tangling in his hair as he switches to the other breast, biting down gently before soothing it with his tongue. “You’re so beautiful like this, Alice,” Dmitri whispers against my skin, his voice vibrating through me. “Falling apart for us.”

The heat pooling in my core becomes unbearable, every nerve in my body strung tight as Nikolai’s fingers pump into me, stretching and filling me in a way that makes my vision blur. He leans closer, his mouth brushing against the inside of my thigh, and I whimper, the anticipation almost too much.

“You’re so tight,” Nikolai says, his voice husky. “I can feel how close you are, Alice. Don’t hold back.”

Dmitri’s hand slides down my body, his fingers brushing over my clit where Nikolai’s palm still presses. The combination of their touches is overwhelming, and my hips jerk involuntarily as they work together, pushing me higher and higher. “She’s so ready,” Dmitri says, his tone smug as his fingers join Nikolai’s, the sensation sending a cry tearing from my throat.

I writhe between them, their hands and mouths owning every inch of me. Dmitri’s free hand grips my thigh, keeping me spread wide for Nikolai as he presses his mouth to me, his tongue flicking over my swollen clit. The wet heat of his tongue combined with Dmitri’s fingers inside me is pure fire, and I feel myself unraveling, spiraling out of control.

“Look at me,” Nikolai commands, his voice rough as he lifts his head, his lips glistening with my arousal. I force my eyes open,locking onto his as his tongue circles my clit again, slow and deliberate. “I want to see you when you come.”

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