Page 87 of Her Filthy Reverse Harem Romance Collection

One nod and we move as one.

Before she can fight back, I flip over our naughty little genius to her stomach and Stefan slips the makeshift blindfold on before she can get a good look at us.

“What the fuck. Oh my God!” she shouts and struggles against my strong hold.

Stefan tests the blindfold as I cover her mouth with a hand before she can scream again.

“Shh, princess, or we’ll be forced to put a gag in that fuckable sweet mouth of yours.”

She stiffens in my hold and I can’t help but think she’s the sexiest fucking prisoner.

“I’ll be right back.” Maksym leaves the room and from how the door is angled I can see through the living room that he’s securing the front door.

Maksym comes back and flicks on another lamp and together we raise her to her knees at the end of her bed.

“What do you want?”

Rage and remnants of lust color her cheeks.

“Piper is in the next room. You need to leave before she calls the cops.”

She looks gorgeous, ruffled, flushed and all those lies spilling from her mouth.

I raise a hand and bring it down on her ass with a delicious smack.

“Oh!” she gasps and writhes, mussing the duvet beneath her knees.

I rub my palm over the reddened area and she betrays herself by pushing her ass into me.

“Not happening,krasotka. Keep lying and we’ll be forced to fuck that mouth for lying.”

She struggles against our hold but she’s not going anywhere. Not anytime soon, that is.

Her chest rises and falls heavily, that little pink tongue darting out to wet her lips.

She is beautiful as hell quivering on her knees and blissfully naked. She might have had the idea of finishing herself off tonight, but that is not how this will end.

And she knows it.

I wrap her long hair around my fist and bring her mouth to mine. Coffee, sugar, and cream. I groan at the taste of her favorite beverage hitting my tongue as I take her mouth in a harsh, claiming kiss.

Her back bows and she fights against the invasion of my tongue but I feel the vibrations of her groan against my chest where she’s leaning into me.

I loosen my tie and Maksym does the same.

We’re about to make our girl wish she never bought a four-poster bed.

I secure a wrist and anchor her to one post while Maksym does the same with her other. She doesn’t make it easy though. She jerks free from me and I grab it back.

“Struggling will get you nowhere,” I warn.

With my mouth at her ear, I husk, “Behave,krasotka. Or, I’ll color that ass with the thorough spanking it deserves before we fuck it.”

“You can’t do this.” She whimpers like it’s going to soften me in a way where she takes control over this situation.

“I’d say watch us, but that’s not happening now, is it?” I trace the edges of the blindfold and watch her shiver from my touch.

Maksym taps her clenched thighs with a hand. She knows what he wants but she refuses to move.

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