Page 24 of Reign of Psychos

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The sensible side of me wanted to shove the stupid Russian onto the floor and kick him in the balls. I’d been traveling for hours and I probably stunk. But of course he gave no shits. He had his tongue buried so far up my pussy it was a wonder he couldn’t taste my tonsils. And God help me, I loved it.

How had I gone so long without sex? Just last night - or rather this morning - I’d finally given into my desire for Dario, and yet here I was, about to have sex with another man.

I cringed with shame. Did that make me a slut? Dario probably thought so. And he’d be right. Feeling overwhelmed and in need of some space, I tried to push Kyril back, but he grunted and growled and used his considerable strength to pin me down.

It was no use. And besides, I wanted him. Once he felt me relax, he licked my clit and slid up the bed. He was achingly hard. The shorts he wore did nothing to hide the shape of his thick cock.

My mouth watered.

“I can’t wait,” he grunted, yanking his shorts down. “I need to be inside you.” It was the only warning he gave before he thrust inside me.

His hands found my tits, and I moaned.Loudly. Partly from the pleasure of having him touch me, but also because they were fucking sensitive.

“You better get used to this,kotenok,” he purred, “Because I plan to fuck you every single day until our baby comes, and then once you’re healed, I’ll put another baby in your belly.” Fuck me, the idiot was deranged.

I wanted to punch him, but all I could do was writhe beneath him as he fucked me slowly, deeply, and thoroughly.

Him grinding against my clit was enough to trigger my orgasm. I exploded around his cock, pushing him over the edge with me. He pulsed inside my pussy and then collapsed to one side, pulling me into his arms.

“Don’t ever run off like that again,” he said, eyes closed.

Annoyance hit me hard, despite all the endorphins flooding my system.

“I didn’t run away,” I snapped, shoving him away. Or at least I tried to. The fucker did a good impression of a slab of granite.

“You’re not alone anymore.” His words sank in and I slumped back on the bed. Until Dario came into my life, it had always just been me and Verity.

“I need to go see Verity. Tell her about Dad.” When I tried to move again, Kyril stopped me.

“She’s fine. Her and Eden’s younger cousins have become friends. They’re having fun teaching her about social media and TikTok.”

Oh god. My sister did not need to know about TikTok. She was way too naïve and innocent for the cesspit that was social media. Hell, so was I, for that matter. I’d seen some of the DMs Landon got on the regular. They were disgusting.

There was a loud knock on the door, and before either of us could say a word, Landon waltzed in. He took one look at my disheveled state and grinned.

“Wifey, I’m disappointed you didn’t wait for me,” he pouted, eyes locked on all the naked skin on show. Not wanting anyone else to walk in and see me half-naked, I quickly pulled the sheet up.

“I had planned on taking a quick shower, but someone ambushed me,” I grumbled, casting some side-eye at Kyril. Not that he seemed to notice. Or care. He was way too busy looking smug.

“Good job I’m here for you, darling. Now let’s make sure you’re all squeaky clean. I’ll go turn the shower on.”

“Landon! I do not need a chaperone in the shower!”

“Tough shit!” I heard the shower come on and then singing.Badsinging. Like Ariana Grande on meth level of bad singing.

Kyril swore loudly. “He’s doing it on purpose,” he groaned before dropping a lingering kiss on my mouth. “I need to go talk to Dario. Don’t linger in the shower, kitten. We can’t stay here much longer.”

It had been a surprise to learn Declan had allowed the guys to stay on after I left. While Eden had been fine with Verity staying for a few extra days, I figured Declan would have kicked the guys out by now.

Maybe the big, bad Irish mafia boss wasn’t quite as hard-headed as he wanted everyone to believe.

Landon was waiting for me when I walked into the bathroom, naked. He pointed at the steaming shower cubicle and then cocked one eyebrow when I hesitated.

“Do you need some help, wifey?”

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