Page 26 of Room Nine: For Their Eyes Only

I hear Andrei’s voice behind my ear as he urges me to let go and do what feels good. “Ride Viktor’s dick, Vivi. Do it for your daddy.”

I nod and eagerly comply, silencing the voice in my head that reminds me this isn’t what good girls do. Desire takes over, and all my fears subside.

“Do you remember what I told you downstairs?” Viktor molds his massive hands against my ass and kneads my flesh as he lifts me off his thighs and places my pussy directly over his stiff cock. I slide down, grimacing with pain as I impale myself on his throbbing erection. It takes a small amount of work and short, concise breaths to work him in, but the growing pleasure blooming inside me makes it worth it.

When he’s fully seated inside me, I release a satisfied sigh and nod,

remembering his nasty prediction. He promised he’d fuck me second and let Vadim join. We discussed the intricacies last night when things spiraled out of control after a particular filthy reading.

“Is that what you want?” I ask, my eyes cast down as I try to disguise my enthusiastic curiosity to feel two men take me at once.

His hands travel to my waist, and he holds me steady, slamming me down and lifting me up, repeating the motion, bouncing me on his cock with such refined expertise I quickly lose my train of thought and forget my question.

“I want to see you take the three of us at once. This is only the first time, baby girl. You need to know what you’re taking on. You should get used to satisfying three cocks at once,” he groans, grunting as the friction intensifies with each thrust.

“Now?” A pained whimper escapes my lips, and Viktor slows his pace, believing his passion has exceeded my limitations. It hasn’t. His pace suits me. This is the frenzied lovemaking I craved.

“We have all night. There’s nothing to rush,” he coos, using one hand to cup my breast and the other to brush the sweaty hair off my face.

“Now,” I echo with conviction, hoping he understands that wasn’t posed as a question.

There’s no hesitation. They were ready for this, ready for me to cave, and prepared to jump on the opportunity. How did they know me so well?

Viktor reclines onto the mattress, clasping my hands to keep me steady, my breasts pressed against his chest, and lifting my ass to give his brother access. Why am I giving in so easily? Why am I angling my behind into position, offering my ass as a tribute to satisfy Vadim’s twisted desires?

I lift my gaze and find Andrei standing nearby, no more than a foot away, watching intently, a smile etched on his gorgeous face. My heart flutters, stealing my breath as I prepare for a dual invasion.

What happened to Vivienne Volkov, the girl who voted most like to succeed at St. Olga's School for Girls?

“Are you sure you can handle us, sweetheart?” Vadim sweeps my

hair off my shoulders, caressing my face as he whispers into my ear.

I nod, whimpering as I feel something slick and cold slide down the crack of my ass. Unprepared and inexperienced, I hold my breath and brace for the pain.

Viktor stills inside me, and his hands travel the length of my back, soothing my nerves as he sighs. “Relax, Vivienne. Close your eyes and let your arms fall beside me.”

I listen to his words, repeating them as I feel Vadim’s finger glide into my ass. He starts with one, then adds another, thrusting forward, stretching me open, and tunneling as far as he can go. He’s gentle but determined, channeling in and out, letting my whimpering moans lead his pace. Viktor grinds beneath me, pistoning roughly as my lips fall on his in a savage kiss that steals my shuddering breath.

“Tell Vadim you want this,” Andrei demands, his voice as stern as his gaze. “Daddy wants to watch.”

Viktor unexpectedly pulls out and holds his cock between us, signaling his brother to take his place. Vadim runs his length through my wet slit, dipping in, plunging in and out, with slow, calculated thrusts. Viktor nudges my clit with the head of his cock, and I expect Vadim to pull out before his brother resumes his position. He doesn’t.

I’m suddenly aware they’re taking me together, side by side in my untrained pussy, whispering soothing words, lulling my panicked mind to accept their dual invasion.

I’m stretched to my limit, filled to the brim with no space untouched. My heart beats in double-time. The breath leaves my lungs. I cry out and grip the sheet beside me while two fat cocks move as one, thrusting side by side, simultaneously grazing a spot that makes me sing.

“Oh, my God!” I wail, spiraling out of control, screaming, clawing, meeting each thrust with the rabid enthusiasm of a porn star.

“You're so fucking tight. But there’s something else I want.” Vadim runs his tongue across the back of my neck and then grips my nape to keep me in place. Viktor tightens his hold on my hips and jerks me forward, letting me fall into his chiseled pecs. Our sweat-drenched skin feels sticky between us. His pheromones make me weak, perfectly compliant, and willing.

“Relax, sweetheart. This might hurt.” Vadim offers a warning that does nothing to stem the tide of my shameless lust. He cups the swells of my ass cheeks, then guides his slick, lube-covered cock into my ass. The searing pain makes my eyes feel as they’re flying out of my skull, but I make no attempts to stop him. Inch by inch, I take him into my body until there’s nowhere else for him to go

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Vadim pumps slowly, his steady thrusts alternating with Viktor’s pace. One enters, and the other exits. In and out, in and out, the space between each becomes smaller until they once again move as one. An unbridled pleasure ripples into my core and radiates into my flailing limbs. Their intensity shatters me as one climax overlaps another.

“Daddy!” I focus on Andrei’s simmering gaze as his brothers plunge deeper, faster, harder—carrying me away on a storm of lust that shocks me to my core.

“Look at me,” Viktor grunts, catching my throat in the palm of his hand as his body tenses and his cock erupts like a hot geyser inside me. I crash with him, my mouth too dry to produce anything but praising whispers as the cresting waves drown me in bliss.

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