Page 29 of Bratva Daddies for the Single Mom

I grabbed his head the way he’d held mine. “What do you want from me?”

“Pleasure.” He squeezed my ass and tipped his head into my folds, licking me in a long, smooth motion.

My knees weakened so fast I nearly collapsed on his face, but Ilya must have expected it because he braced me with one arm across my waist, pinning me to the wall. “I want your hands free. For now. Soon, I will chain them to the wall and truly have my way with you. You will be helpless before me.” He slid two fingers inside me and curled them right into my G-spot.

“Do it.” I panted through the heady rush spiking my pulse and clenched my hands in his hair, tugging him closer. “Tie me up, Ilya. Fuck me in all the ways you’ve dreamed of.”

Viktor’s eyes closed, the movement so graceful yet savage as the muscles in his jaw popped in rapid succession. His cock bulged in his pants, but neither he nor Fyodor moved to touch themselves.

Ilya licked and sucked my clit, his fingers pulsing in and out, curling each time he buried them inside me. How did this giant of a man who exuded violence on every breath turn so gentle and charming? I pressed his face closer, riding the high while widening my legs as far as the ankle straps allowed. “I’m coming.”

“Not yet.” He retreated and rolled to his feet. Holding up his glistening fingers, he stuck them into his mouth and licked them clean. “Tonight we begin your education on edging.” He took my arms one by one and slid them into the leather straps. A few quick twists of the buckles, and he’d made me helpless.

I didn’t feel helpless. I felt strong, powerful, like I could take on the world and bring it crashing down. These men bowed before me. The Bratva, men of incredible power and prestige, knelt at my feet and worshiped me. It was intoxicating.

Ilya removed his clothes in measured steps and stacked them, folding each article before placing it on the pile. My body trembled at each swath of skin being revealed. I licked my lips and strained toward him, causing him to grin. “Anxious?”

“Yes.” I didn’t bother trying to hide my hunger for him.

He nodded his understanding and moved to a table beside me. “You think you are ready for this?” Fisting a hand around his cock, he pumped it once.

I stared greedily at the bead of precum welling up. “Yes.”

“No.” He shook his head. “You cannot have it. Not until I’m finished.” He removed a slim device from its packaging and strode toward me. His cock bobbed with each step.

My wetness dripped down my thighs, and a low whimper escaped my throat. “I want you.”

“And I want this.” He wagged the dildo back and forth in front of my face. “I am too much for a group fuck. You cannot take me and another man.” He cupped my ass with one hand. “But you can take this, then I will fuck that delicious pussy while this vibrates in your ass and makes us both come.”

He used my own wetness to coat the skinny toy, then lined it up and eased it inside. I tensed at first, but then he turned it on and the pulsing vibrations rattled my whole body. My mouth fell open, my body succumbing to the shudders as he fully inserted the dildo. Now I understood why it was more flexible and resembled an anal plug. I arched my spine. “More.”

Ilya’s eyes lit with that hunger I’d seen from the beginning. “You are a greedy girl.” He rubbed his cock between my legs, and the dual sensations almost sent me over the edge. My eyes fluttered closed. Ilya pinched my chin between his thumb and forefinger. “Open your eyes, Annie. No hiding from us.” He nestled his cock at my entrance. “I feel it already. It feels good, yes?”

“Yes.” I lifted onto my tiptoes and tried to bring him closer.

He made atsking sound, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. “Patience. You will come soon. It is no small thing I want to put inside you.” As though to prove his point, he pushed the head of his cock inside.

I gasped at the intrusion, my body struggling to adjust but desperately needing more to fill me all the way and push me into oblivion. My legs stopped being able to hold me up when he gave me another inch. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Ilya. I need your cock. I need all of it. You’re so fucking huge. I want to feel it inside me.” My hands opened and closed. I tugged on the straps holding me captive.

Ilya answered my demands with a thrust of his hips that sank him balls deep in my pussy. “You adjust marvelously.” He retreated to the tip, then stroked deep again. And again. “I feel your pussy tightening. Do you like the vibrations in your ass? Do they make you come?”

“Yes.” No sense in denying it. He felt every shudder rippling through my body. “But nothing feels as good as you. As all three of you.” I shot a look at Viktor and Fyodor. “I can’t wait to see what you do to me. How hard you make me come.” I lost my breath on the last word as Ilya pounded his cock into me. The pace increased, rattling the chains attached to the straps. I didn’t give myself a chance to work out why he liked chaining me to the wall. It didn’t matter. It was worth it.

The back of my neck prickled with heat that spread along my scalp.

Ilya slid a hand around my neck and held it tight, increasing the power of his thrusts, his hand the only thing keeping me from slamming into the wall. His cock swelled as he approached his climax.

I buried my head in the curve of his neck and sank my teeth into his skin, screaming around the bite as my body imploded with my orgasm. Spots danced in front of my eyes, my body riding the high with Ilya’s cock thrusting deeper, harder, and faster.

“That’s it,” he crooned in my ear. “Fuck my cock. My goddess. Our precious gem.” He pulled my head back, using my hair as leverage.

The quick sting of pain drove me right into another orgasm. I tightened around him, the anal dildo bursting into a new wave of vibrations.

Ilya bared his teeth in a victorious smile and slammed his cock to a new depth that rattled up my spine. He came in a hot swell, his cock pulsing in time with my seizing pussy. When he finished, he kissed me long and deep, then withdrew his cock and the dildo. “Fyodor’s turn.”

I lifted an eyebrow when Fyodor swung his feet off the bed. “Release her.”

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