Page 123 of Kings of Cruelty

Then Konstantin clears his throat and says firmly, “My turn.”

Nikolai and Yuri pass me over to him like I’m a ragdoll, depositing me right into Konstantin’s lap. I can feel their cum dripping out of me, right up until the point where Konstantin’s huge cock plugs me up.

He doesn’t take his time, holding me close but starting out with a fast pace as he thrusts his hips up against mine. I’m too spent to do much more than cling to him, but he doesn’t seem to mind. If anything, he must like it, because it all seems to spur him on.

I’m making noises I didn’t know I could make, all while he fucks me hard and fast and pushes me closer to the edge once more.

“Please!” I beg, my voice high. “Please, fuck, Kotya!”

I’m not making any sense, but then, I don’t have to.

He understands.

Konstantin grabs me and—without even sliding out of my sloppy cunt—pushes me down onto my back on the bed. I wrap my legs around him as he goes back to fucking me in earnest. He finds my g-spot, and I see stars as he fucks Nikolai and Yuri’s cum deep inside of me.

I turn my head as moan after moan spills from my lips, and Nikolai runs his finger over my mouth. I part my lips, taking it past them and sucking hard on it as a distraction. Not that it helps, because my body is soon clamping down around Konstantin’s pistoning dick as my third climax startles another wail out of me.

That must be it for Konstantin, too; his cum joins Nikolai and Yuri’s as he tenses and fucks me that much harder. It would be too much to handle if I wasn’t already so loose, so ready for him, but I only urge him to be that much more brutal.

Then it’s done, and he’s slowed down until he’s reluctantly pulling his cock out of me so he can lie down beside me.

Yuri wipes sweat from Konstantin’s face, and when they kiss, it’s surprisingly sweet, but intense, too, and my heart fills with warmth at the sight of it.

Those three little words are on the tip of my tongue—almost there but not quite—but I don’t even know how to say them. How do you tell three men that you love them all at once, without diminishing the impact?

I’ve never felt this way before, never felt the urge, and it leaves me faltering.

Nikolai kisses me, though, and the nagging need falls away into the background as I lose myself in the aftershocks of pleasure.

All four of us settle back down on the bed, and the silence isn’t broken until I say, “I can’t feel my legs.”

Nikolai snickers, kissing the tip of my nose, but his voice is quiet and sincere as he says, “You did so good, zaya.”

“I can’t believe you managed to get both our cocks in,” Yuri mumbles. “Two entire cocks! That’s so much.”

“Hey!” I slap his shoulder half-heartedly. “You said it would fit. That your two cocks combined are smaller than Kotya.”

Konstantin chuckles and kisses my cheek. “I am large, but notthatlarge.”

“You’re plenty large enough,” I tell him, closing my eyes.

The urge to speak fills me again, but I’m not sure I can bring myself to say it.

“But I love it,” I go on without looking at any of them.

I love you, I don’t say.

Konstantin takes a deep breath. He kisses my cheek again, and he says, “I loveyou, Sierrochka. I…” He laughs shakily as my eyes fly open and I stare at him. “All of my life, I did what my father asked. I did not think to disobey. Not until I met you. You made me want to live for myself.”

I wet my lips with my tongue, suddenly feeling so much anxiety that I’m not sure what to do with it.

“I didn’t think I could ever want just one woman,” Nikolai admits. “Even sharing, even being asadventurous,” he smirks at Yuri, “as some of them were… Yeah. I didn’t think I’d ever fuckingloveone of you.”

The words are there, almost ready to say,almost. But I feel frozen in time, in this moment that I don’t think I’ll ever forget. I’m scared to look at Yuri, scared he won’t feel the same… but in my heart, I know better.

He’d fallen first.

Yuri takes my hand and squeezes it. “From the moment I laid eyes on you, I knew. You snuck into a gang meeting and stood up to your brother to satisfy your curiosity. You were reckless and clever and so interesting. If you’d let me, I would have taken you on that motorcycle ride that same day. Yeah, I love you, Sierra.”

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