Page 33 of Kings of Cruelty

That’s all the warning I get before he climbs onto the bed, the blunt head of his slicked-up cock shoving at my hole.

Sierra strips faster than she ever has, then she crawls onto me, brushing her mouth against mine. I taste my precum on her lips, but it doesn’t bother me—especially as she parts her lips for me and I push my tongue inside. She moans against me, but she pulls back to admit, “I’m going to end up with blue… whatever. This is fucking hot,” she tells me, looking over her shoulder at Nikolai as he pushes inside of me.

“How wet are you?” I ask with a grunt. Fuck, Nikolai isn’t huge, but it’s been a while since I’ve taken anyone.

If I want to do this with Kotya, it’s not a bad idea to get used to Nikolai first.

Nikolai thrusts forward, then I hear Sierra squeak.

“She’s dripping, Yura,” Nikolai says with a grin. Sweat drips down his forehead. “She definitely wants something to stuff her full.”

Sierra blushes beet red. “Well, if you hadn’t been so wishy-washy, I’d have come already,” she mumbles.

I grab her hips as best I can and maneuver her into position atop me. “Nothing’s stopping you,” I say.

“Not gonna be too much?” she asks, but she’s already grabbed my cock and started to guide it to her soaked pussy. She bites her lip as she sinks down, letting out a garbled noise.

She’s so tight and hot, and her pussy welcomes my cock easily. I moan, my attention torn between Sierra around my cock and Nikolai in my ass.

It’s so much. It’s so fucking good.

Nikolai pauses in his thrusts, leaning down to bite her shoulder.

“Keep moving,” I demand, clenching my ass.

Nikolai groans, but he picks up the pace again. His hands are on her waist, too, right by mine. On a whim, I grab them, squeezing hard.

His cheeks are flushed red, but he doesn’t pull away. “Fuck,” he mutters between gasping breaths. “I’m… I’m close.”

“Then what are you waiting for?” Sierra asks, her eyes drifting closed as she starts to fuck herself on my cock. She leans forward, whimpering when she seems to find the right position.

I pull her down into a kiss, and she clamps down on my cock.

I’m not going to last that much longer either, not with how I’m getting pleasure from both of them.

I want to hold out longer than Nikolai, so I clench and unclench my ass, doing everything I can to make him spill.

He pumps into me harder, faster, swearing under his breath right up until the point where he lets out a hoarse cry and goes still. If he wasn’t wearing the condom, I’d be able to feelhim filling my ass with his cum—but that’s something I want to reserve for Kotya.

Besides, it really would’ve made a mess.

Sierra usually takes longer to come, but Nikolai stays inside of me, his hands sliding up to cup her breasts. When he squeezes and twists her nipples, she’s the next to cry out. It’s muffled against my mouth, but I’d have known she was coming anyway from the way her tight cunt clamps down around me.

I finally let go, pulling her into another messy kiss as I come.

My chest feels both tight and light at the same time. The lingering wounds on my back burn, and I focus on that sensation instead of the strange whirl of emotions.

She collapses onto me, and Nikolai finally withdraws from my ass with a grunt. He steps away, and I’m not actually sure he’s going to come back. Instead of fleeing, though, he disposes of the condom in the bathroom, giving Sierra time to curl up at my side before he returns.

He hesitates, though, instead of getting into bed with us.

Sierra glances up at him, still breathing heavily. “Well? What are you waiting for, a signed invitation?”

Nikolai snorts, but he crawls into bed on the other side of her. His arm slides around her waist, and he nuzzles her neck.

“You’re both bi, right?” Sierra asks suddenly. “I mean, I assume Yura is.”

I tense, but nod. “I guess so. I don’t really think about it.”

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