Page 21 of Kings of Cruelty

“We’ve always made sure you were satisfied,” Yuri says. “At least, I did. I don’t know what these two fuckers were doing with their cocks and mouths.”

“There’s a difference between satisfied and completely sated,” I retort. “You like blowjobs, right? Why wouldn’t I like getting eaten out?”

“You could’ve said something,” Nikolai complains. “It’s not our fault you didn’t tell us you wanted it.”

“It’s not my fault you didn’t think past your own dicks to consider it,” I say. I sigh, waving a hand. “It’s fine. It’s fine, really. I don’t know that I would’ve wanted it before anyway.”

Konstantin suddenly spreads his legs wider on the couch, forcing my own legs apart. Even though I’m still wearing the jeans, I blush and try to slide off his lap. Konstantin’s hand on my bare stomach stops me in place.

“I like this idea. I will fill Sierrochka, and one of you will get your mouth on her.” He squeezes my side. “You will be convulsing with pleasure.”

I shiver at the thought of it. I’ve been the subject of oral sex once or twice, and it’s never been particularly amazing. My ex had mostly complained about it, and he’d managed to completely avoid my clit.

“We’ll see,” I say. “Who thinks they can do it the best?”

I wonder if Nikolai would even be willing to have his face that close to another man’s cock. For all that he’d sounded eager, he hadn’t been the one to volunteer.

Yuri slides off the couch and gets on his knees in front of me. He looks up at me with a rakish smile, and my breath quickens.

“I have always beenadventurous,” he says, going for the button of my jeans. “I bet I can make you come before Kotya does.”

I let him help me out of my pants and panties, and I perch on Konstantin’s knee. “You might need to get me wetfirstif you’re wanting to be adventurous,” I tell Yuri pointedly. “I can’t take Kotya dry like this.”

Nikolai snorts. “I can get some lube, if you want.”

“Nope, I can handle it,” Yuri says, nipping the inside of my thigh. “She’ll be desperate for cock soon enough.”

Konstantin kisses the back of my neck, then unhooks my bra. “Then get to work, Yura.”

I shift so Konstantin can slide my bra down my arms, and he discards it onto the couch next to us.

Yuri spreads my thighs wider, and I lean back against Konstantin. The position is awkward, but I forget all about that the first time Yuri’s tongue swipes along my inner folds. My breath hitches, and I bite my bottom lip. Fuck. I’ve never had a high sex drive before, but they somehow manage to make it feel so damn good.

Konstantin plays with my nipples, taking care with my injured side, and it feels so good that I moan.

Nikolai gets in close, lips pressing against mine as he leans in.

I let him kiss me, but when he tries to go for a second kiss, I duck away so Nikolai ends up with his face inches from Konstantin’s.

“Zaya!” Nikolai complains.

“What?” I ask innocently, though my breath hitches before I can continue speaking as Yuri demonstrates what I’ve been missing out on. “I thought it’d be fun to see you and Kotya kiss again, too. I don’t need all the attention on me.”

Nikolai squirms, looking from me to Konstantin, then back. “I… ah…”

“Why do you want to see that, Sierrochka?” Konstantin asks. “There is nothing attractive about two men kissing.”

I feel Yuri go still against my cunt.

“You’re both handsome men.” I shrug. “Seeing you kiss is like… double the handsome. I think it’s hot.” Plus, I like that they’re doing it because I want them to, but I don’t say that aloud. “Why do men like seeing two girls kiss?” I counter.

Konstantin grumbles. “Fine, fine. Come here, Nikolai.” He reaches out to Nikolai, and Nikolai blushes as he allows himself to be pulled in.

The angle is incredibly awkward, with the two of them essentially kissing over my shoulder. Yuri redoubles his efforts.

I am completely surrounded by them. Their warmth buffets me, and like this, it’s so easy to forget what they did to me.

I don’t even want to remember. It’s better like this, to focus on the good they’re doing for me and ignore the harsher sides of them.