Page 109 of Their Domme

“Sacha,” Maks said, his tone so controlled and bland you’d think he was bored, “if you don’t pull Bodhi off of him, Ansel is going to have to scrape brain matter off the ceiling.”

Bodhi rambled as Sacha and Ansel wrestled him away from Christopher, and I pressed a hand to my abdomen, hoping everything was okay with the babies.

Are they Christopher’s?

That was my last thought before I lost consciousness.

Alexei

Tuesday

Nicholette ended up checked into the hospital due to her bad concussion and the fact that she was pregnant. Oliver and Bodhi had both been shot, but we’d been lucky. They’d both been hit in spots that led to alarming bleeding, but Bodhi’s were just flesh wounds, while Oliver’s were serious enough to warrant a few nights of observation. He was in the hospital with Nic, the two of them sharing a room, and they were driving the staff completely insane. Nic had been forcing him to watch horror movie after horror movie since he couldn’t go anywhere to escape. He threatened her with increasingly violent sex in revenge, which just seemed to make her dig up even weirder shit. They were a strange pair, to be honest.

Bodhi came every day during visiting hours, his usually quiet nature even more reserved since he’d destroyed Christopher. There was really no other way to describe what he had done. It didn’t even look like a body when he was done. Bodhi was shaken and taken aback by what he had done, and it was my personal theory that he was having trouble stuffing all that anger back inside of himself now that he’d let it out. Blake had gotten Robin to clean up the house, making sure nothing remained of the pieces even though they’d flown everywhere.

Bodhi wasn’t the only one dealing with the aftereffects of everything. Christopher had outed me and Maksim, taking away the choice of when and how we’d do it. Of course, Maksim didn’t care that others knew, but he had understood how much that control mattered to me. He didn’t want to hide anymore, especially now that our relationship was common knowledge, but I needed some more time.

Shaking my head, I stepped into the shower, letting steam fog up the bathroom for a while. We were still staying at Ansel’s place, all of us having taken over his space, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed more amused and resigned than anything, especially after Maksim finally quit smoking indoors. Thomas had pointed out that it wouldn’t be healthy for the babies, and Maksim had just muttered something about fucking pushy kids and walked outside to smoke.

Thomas was another piece of this fucked up family that had somehow fit perfectly. He was slowly finding his footing with the rest of us, but the kid definitely felt most comfortable around Rhodes. I’d occasionally heard him telling Rhodes about the things he’d seen or stuff Christopher had done… It was going to be a slow and rough road to some kind of normalcy for him, but he wouldn’t be alone. Blake and Em went back to Boston, though they promised to pop by and annoy us whenever the need arose. A promise I was sure they would follow through on today.

“If you don’t actually wash yourself, you’re going to use up all the hot water.” Maksim’s dry voice jolted me from my thoughts. I looked through the glass shower door to see him watching me from the doorway.

“Lost in thought,” I told him, hoping that would be the end of it, but this was Maksim. Things weren’t over until he said they were.

Clothing rustled, then a few seconds later, cold air hit my back as he joined me in the shower, his hard body behind mine. His arms wound around my stomach, pulling me tight against him as he pressed a kiss to my back. Part of me wondered where this soft side of him was coming from since Maksim didn’t do softness, but I didn’t want to say something that broke the moment.

“No one cares that we’re together, Alexei. No one has said shit since Christopher outed us,” he whispered against my skin, his beard gently scratching the top of my shoulder. “Get out of that head of yours and let go.”

“That’s easier said than done,” I told him. I wished like hell I could do that, knowing that would probably always be an issue for me, but I’d work on it. Staying in the circle of his arms, I turned to face him with a smile. “I do love you. You know that, right?”

“Of course I do,” he replied, arching an eyebrow. “I wasn’t worried about that changing because of that asshole.”

I rolled my eyes. “You know most people would say it back.”

“I’ve been with you for ten years, Alexei. Do you really have no idea?” Maksim stared at me like I was an idiot. “You are my safe space. The person I can go to that just lets me fucking be without demanding I exhaust myself. At the end of the day, you’re the person I want to come home to and just be with. Maybe that’s not the declaration you want, but it’s one I mean with every part of me—”

I slanted my lips over his, needing to kiss him more than I needed fucking air. Maksim wasn’t like other people, he never would be, but I wouldn’t want him to be. Love might not ever be on the table as something he could give to someone, meorNic, but that didn’t mean he didn’t care. I could hear those words on his lips once every decade or never at all in the time we had left together, and my heart could still feel full. Maksim cared way more than most people realized or gave him credit for. Me being his safe space… I had never thought I meant that to him, but he was that for me too. I could let go with him, allowing him to take on the burdens of fucking everything that weighed on my shoulders and my mind.

Maksim kissed me back, not rushing or pushing for more. His hands flexed on my back before he pulled me even closer so that our hard cocks brushed together. He easily took control, keeping the pace slow even when I tried to speed it up.

When he did break our kiss, his lips traveled down my throat and chest, then lower as he got on his knees. My eyes were wide when he took my cock into his mouth.Oh god.His mouth was hot, and that wicked tongue of his knew every sensitive place on my cock. Angling my body to the right, I blocked the spray from hitting him so he didn’t have to worry about that, and he took me deeper and deeper down his throat.

“Fuck.” That one groan was all I could manage. My jaw tightened with my desperate effort to keep from coming.

He pulled off of me, teasing the head of my dick with his tongue. “Let go of that infamous self-control, brother. Or do you need more than my mouth to get you off?”

“Maksim,” I ground out, rocking my hips forward, hoping he’d take me down his throat again.

“Not this time,” Maksim said with a wicked gleam in his blue gray eyes as he stood up. Droplets of water clung to his short hair, which somehow made him even more attractive. “Apparently, I need to show you what you mean to me, and we both know I’m shit with words. Bed. Now.”

“We’re going to miss going to the hospital.”

“And I think our girlfriend, who was a whore, will understand why,” Maksim retorted as he shut off the water. “Crawl for me. Degrade yourself for me until you’re nothing but a cum dump for your brother’s cock. I’ll give you everything you need from me, Alexei.”

A whimper fell from my lips as he lightly kissed me and traced his fingers over my leaking cock. Then I did exactly as he asked. I crawled out to the bedroom with him beside me and lost myself in the full power of his cruel attentions. Degraded and humiliated myself by crying out for more while he laughed at me. When he finally slid his cock inside me, I wept with relief, accepting his bruising pace until he was fucking me so hard I was sure anyone who passed by could hear us.

I came while cursing his name, savoring the sensation of his hot cum jetting inside me. He rocked his hips a while longer, fucking his seed deeper into me, and I helplessly shivered beneath him.

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