Page 81 of Kings of Cruelty

“You can at least let me kiss Sierra while you’re busy,” Nikolai complains. He takes her hand, tugging, and she glances at me. I reluctantly let her slide off of me, but she continues to lie next to me as Nikolai leans in to kiss her with as much fervor as I’d shown Yura.

Yura makes a disgruntled sound. “So how do we do this? I want… I want Sierra too.”

“We all want Sierra,” I state calmly. “That’s not in question.”

“Sierra can… bend,” Sierra says. “I guess. For now.” She closes her eyes briefly before she says, “All right. So. Um.” She cracks a smile. “Yura, on your knees, with, um, Kotya behind you. Then I’ll suck Yura, and IguessNikolai can fuck me if he promises to make me come.”

“I always make you come!” Nikolai protests, indignant.

I don’t remember having to plan the logistics of sex this much when it’s only two people, but I don’t regret the extras. We shuffle around, and I kiss the nape of Yura’s neck, completely available now that it isn’t covered by his long hair.

Sierra watches, getting down in front of Yura. Soon, her belly will be too large for her to easily move around like this, but I’m more concerned about the bruising all over her body. She catches my gaze, though, and gives a slight shake of her head.

“I’m fine,” she tells me. “So’s the baby. They checked me out pretty thoroughly and kept me overnight. So… be gentle and enjoy this while we can.”

Nikolai gets behind Sierra, his position a little awkward as he ends up with his back against the headboard of the bed. He reaches beneath her, and he must be playing with her clit, because she lets out a soft mewling sound.

“Nikolai, pass the lube,” I order. “I need to get Yura ready for all this.”

Yura groans and rests his head against my shoulder. “I’d say to skip it, but I know how large your cock is. My hole needs the prep.”

Nikolai grabs the lube from the bedside table, leaning in to hand it to me.

Sierra lets out another quiet noise, and I realize Nikolai must’ve slid a finger or two inside of her. “Fuck,” she mutters, reaching out to grab Yura’s cock. “This is like… a wet dream come true.”

“You think about this a lot?” I ask with amusement as I squeeze lube onto my fingers.

Yura gasps when I press the fingers against his hole. “She spied on her brother’s porn habits. She probably watched all the vids.”

Sierra’s cheeks turn pink. “Okay, it wasn’t something I really thought of until I met all of you. And it started out as like… because I wanted the three of you off of me. But then, yeah… It’s something I think about. Especially you two,” she says, still stroking Yura’s cock. “You have so much chemistry, even though you both try to ignore it.”

I push my finger inside Yura in order to avoid thinking about what Sierra said. He tenses and his hole tightens, but I keep pushing in. Yura takes a breath and forces himself to relax, allowing my finger an easier glide inside.

I’ve heard of how good it feels to have a prostate stimulated. I’m still not entirely prepared for how Yura howls when I push against his. Yura’s body goes taut and I have to wrap an arm around his chest to keep him upright.

Sierra groans and leans forward, taking the tip of Yura’s cock into her mouth. He squirms even more when Nikolai pushes heronto him, his cock poised at her hole. She lets out a moan, but I find that my attention is focused almost entirely on Yura.

I pull my fingers out and slather my cock with lube. I’m surprised at how hard I am, considering I’m about to fuck a man.

But it’s Yura, and Sierra is right there. This is no different from what we usually do: share a woman between us—even if this time, there’s an extra body between me and Sierra.

I line my cock up with Yura’s hole. “Ready?” I ask, holding him tight.

Yura laughs. “No, but go ahead anyway. Sierra is… Sierra is distracting me.”

Sierra makes a noise around Yura’s cock that has his laugh turning into a groan, but she doesn’t slide forward. I realize she’s waiting, even though Nikolai’s already pushed inside her and has started to slowly thrust. He’s taking care with her, and she’s already writhing.

I push into him, and I’m surprised at how tight he is. It isn’t that different from fucking a woman’s ass in theory—except it is, because it’s Yura. I bite down on his shoulder as I thrust in all the way.

Yura moans and grips Sierra’s hair, shoving his cock deeper into her throat.

She gags audibly, but she doesn’t pull back. Maybe she can’t, with how he’s holding her and how Nikolai is fucking her, but she doesn’t seem distressed—not if the sounds of her moans are any indication.

She really is enjoying this.

We fall into a sloppy rhythm, me pulling out and thrusting in, Sierra’s noises filling the room, Nikolai and Yura both grunting. I watch Sierra over Yura’s shoulder, and she’s so fucking perfect with her lips wide around his cock.

She’s fucking perfect either way.

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