Page 176 of Born in Depravity

But I wanted so badly to be in his path of destruction when he finally blew.

Mikhail smiled, showing teeth. “Judging by your eyes, I’d say you want that very much, but you’re afraid to ask for it, aren’t you,kotyonok?”

I swallowed hard as Mikhail moved out of the way and Nikolay took his place.

There was something wild about Nikolay’s green eyes that made me want to run as far away from as possible, yet move just a little closer each time.

“How fond are you of this dress?” he asked.

I shook my head and clutched my hands around the fabric. He was not cutting it.

“Okay, leave the dress alone. I got it.”

He pulled the dress off me and threw it somewhere behind him, leaving me naked.

Before I could think to be self-conscious, Nikolay licked his lips. He played with one nipple, pinching it roughly before he pulled it taut.

My hand moved to his wrist, but I didn’t do any more than hold it there. Our eyes met, his sparking in the light, as if daring me to fight him.

Did I want that?

He twisted the hardened nub even more, and I let out a small whimper from the pain. I could hear Mikhail groan from where he stood on the side.

Did he like that?

Didtheylike that?

That they were hurting me, or that they could tell I was wet from the pain?

I didn’t know, and I didn’t want to find out.

Nikolay pulled me closer to him by my nipple, and I had no choice but to move. The pain was almost too much to bear. He leaned down and licked the skin around my neck before sucking in the tender flesh, as his fingers continued to torment me.

I closed my eyes and let go of his wrist, bracing myself by placing both hands on his broad shoulders.

Behind me, Mikhail knelt and grasped my hips. Cold air teased my wet pussy when he spread my legs a little further, and Mikhail let out a rough groan when his hand came across the butt plug. He played with it, pulling slightly, and my entire body nearly convulsed from the little move.

“Fuck, I can smell how turned on you are.”

Heat moved to my cheeks. He could smell me?

My knees buckled when he moved his hand up the inside of my legs, just before he cupped my mound. He moved his fingers over my opening, and I felt a small tremor work its way from the small of my back.

I let out a small moan and buried my face in the crook of Nikolay’s neck, wanting so badly to come, yet not knowing how to ask for it. Nikolay let out a chuckle as he wrapped his arms around my waist and hauled me closer to him, holding me up.

I looked back at Damien to see his dark eyes on me, and a bulge in his jeans that looked obscene to me, telling me he wasn’t unaffected as he let on.

“You look good enough to eat, pet,” he muttered when he noticed me looking at him. “Which is exactly what’s going to happen. Mikhail, why don’t you hold her up?”

I didn’t understand what the glint in Damien’s eyes meant until Mikhail grabbed a hold of me from behind and lifted me up with my back to his front, and his arms braced underneath my knees.

I let out a small gasp.

Like this, I was completely exposed to their gaze. Like this, I was completely exposed to Nikolay, who was standing in front of me, a wicked look in his eyes.

He licked his lips and my thigh muscles clenched.

“It was a good idea to wax her, Mikhail,” Nikolay said, moving his thumb to his mouth as he took me in.

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