Page 122 of Kings of Cruelty

I lean down until my chest is pressing against Nikolai’s, and he reaches under me to toy with my overly sensitive nipples. It’s an awkward position, but I forget all about that when Yuri’s cock finds my hole, right beside Nikolai’s cock.

I don’t think I’m nearly stretched enough for this, but then, they’re not wrong that Konstantin’s cock is bigger than theirs. If I can take him, I guess I can take Nikolai and Yuri together.

I’m not sure if the thought is thrilling or one of resignation.

No, that’s not true, because the second Yuri manages to get the head of his cock inside of me, my body shudders with the force of a powerful climax.

Nikolai and Yuri both groan in tandem, and Nikolai tweaks my nipples harder as I come for what seems like an eternity.

“Fuck, Sierra, you didn’t even wait for me to get fully seated,” Yuri says as he keeps pushing inside. My body is clamping down around their cocks as though it’s trying to push them over the edge, too.

“Zaya,” Nikolai croaks out, and I drag myself into a half-seated position. Konstantin touches my chin and guides me into a kiss.

Between the three of them, I feel that same sense of warmth and safety that I’d felt before, except it feels like it’s tenfold because I feel something else, too.

Despite how depraved it might seem—despite how utterly filthy—I feelloved.

It isn’t the right time to tell them that, not when I’m afraid of how they’ll react, but I think it. I think it so strongly, I’m almost afraid I did try to say it because Konstantin pulls back and looks at me so tenderly that I wonder if he’s going to say the same.

But before it can turn to confessions none of us might be ready for, Yuri and Nikolai have both settled themselves deep in my cunt.

“Ready?” Nikolai pants against my mouth, and I remember that I’m about to get the fucking of my life.

“No,” I say with a choked laugh. “But you can do it anyway.”

Yuri kisses my shoulder. “It’s going to feel amazing,” he promises.

Strangely, I believe him. I believe him, and Nikolai, and Konstantin.

It still startles me when Nikolai and Yuri start to thrust, drawing almost all the way out then pushing back in, and I wail in pleasure—all right, and a little bit of discomfort—at the way it feels.

“Oh, fuck,” Nikolai cries out. “It’s been… It’s been too…”

“Shut up,” I tell him, swatting weakly at his chest. “Just fuck me.”

Konstantin reaches around, playing with my too-sensitive nipples, and I sort of wish he’d give me his cock to suck on so I could be completely immersed in the experience. He seemsintent on teasing me, on tormenting me, and it feels so good that I can’t tell him to move.

Yuri does, though, fucking into me at the same quick pace Nikolai sets. They work together, in and out, driving me absolutely crazy until Konstantin squeezes my nipple even harder and my second orgasm is slamming into me.

The strangled sound I make is so loud that it’s embarrassing, and I’m not going to be able to look any of the guards in the eye.

Oh, well. Let them know I’m loud. It’s not like they don’t know I’m fucking at least Konstantin, and after all of this?—

My thoughts cut off abruptly as Nikolai shouts and fucks me more furiously, and heat fills me as he grips my hips with a bruising touch. Yuri stops, panting hard against my neck, but as soon as Nikolai seems to be finished, Yuri sets a brutal pace all over again. He grasps my waist right above where Nikolai is still holding onto me.

“Ready?” Yuri asks, but I have a feeling it doesn’t matter what my answer is.

“Yes, fuck, yes!” I cry out, and that seems to be all the permission Yuri needs to spill into me, too. His fingers flex on my waist, and he shudders as he comes down from his own climax.

“Okay,” Nikolai croaks. “Too sensitive. Fuck, that’s…”

I need more, though, and I glance at Konstantin. I’m so aroused, I can’t help but give him a pleading look, and he looks at me with so much intensity that I shiver in anticipation.

“Look how full she is. Two entire loads inside her,” Konstantin murmurs.

I shiver at the sheer filthiness of his words, words that could very well destroy me, but all they do is turn me on even more.

Yuri pulls out, then Nikolai, and for a moment, we stay there, panting.

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