Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 107407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 537(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 358(@300wpm)
My eyes close and I tilt my head back. Rodion leans forward and I hear the familiar sound of kissing. I grip her hips and rock her against me. Their kissing grows more intense, making her move seductively against me, maddening me with sheer pleasure. I reopen my eyes and stare down at the way her juices smear along my dick leaving a clear coating in its wake.
Fuck, she’s perfect.
“Now for your crown,” Rodion croons as he pulls away from her red, swollen lips. He steps over the couch and brings his eager dick closer to her. Our girl obeys and runs her tongue along the head of his cock, lapping at his pre-cum.
I’m so high on how fucking beautiful she is sucking on his big dick, that I start to lose my hold on reality. I massage her clit, loving the way her pussy clenches around me. The moans coming from her are muffled by Rodion’s dick in her mouth. He pushes a little too hard against her throat making her gag. Tears leak down her cheeks, and I lick them away before they can drop from her chin. They both moan.
The sound sends me over the edge. I come deep inside her with a groan. I’m still spurting out my release when Rodion jerks out of her mouth and climbs the rest of the way over the couch until he’s beside us. He roughly lifts her hips, popping her off my dick. His hand yanks her shorts, fabric ripping as he tears them away to grant him access, and then he drives into her hard enough she cries out. I turn to face them and her bright blues stare deeply into mine.
She’s a fucking goddess. Like I knew she would be. There’s no going back from this now that we’ve finally taken her. She’s ours, dammit. We knew it before, but this just solidifies it. She’s ours. She’s fucking ours. Always.
Leaning into her, our mouths meet and we kiss desperately, both feeling the same revelation. We were created to be together. She is our missing piece.
Rodion fucks her used pussy from behind. My palms are greedy and I grab handfuls of her tits. I can feel my dick already hardening, ready for a round two.
Rodion’s eyes meet mine. We speak without speaking. It’s what we do. He pulls out of her long enough to capture some leftover cum on his fingertips, and then is back to driving inside her. His fingers massage the cum onto her clit.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” he growls.
He maneuvers her supple, willing body to collapse against his chest, lowering them until he’s on his back on the couch, with her splayed on top of him, facing up. I’m now looking down over them, enjoying the scene before me.
I move between their legs, bringing my lips to her tight cunt that’s still being filled by Rodion’s thick cock. Spreading her lips even further apart, my tongue glides over her throbbing clit making her moan louder. My hand snakes up her body to play with her tits as my lips lavish attention on her pussy. Tasting both Rodion and me on her is sending euphoria buzzing through my veins. He grinds up into her and I lick at them both as he enters and leaves her body.
My dick is throbbing so hard it might burst.
“Oh my fucking God,” our queen screams as her legs begin to tense and shake, her pussy clamping down on Rodion’s cock, forcing his release along with hers.
I stroke my hand over my length and follow them over into bliss, spraying her body with my cum.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers, almost sobbing as she tries to catch her breath. “This is insane.”
“We’re madmen,” Rodion grunts, his teeth nipping at the exposed flesh of her shoulder. “Did you expect anything less?”
He bites her harder and she cries out.
We’re a tangled mess of limbs, the three of us, sated and happy.
A feeling like I’ve never felt before.
We’ve fucked a lot of people, but it’s never been so…complete.
Then, she giggles.
Softly at first.
Soon, her laughter turns wild.
“Rodion, you owe me for those shorts,” she says with a content sigh. “They were vintage Versace.”
I grin—like the madman I am—at Rodion.
We’ve finally had our girl and we’re never letting her go.
Chapter Three
Alyona
“Rodion,” Ven barks down the line, jarring me away from Z’s arms. Z doesn’t allow me to get far before he’s dragging me back to his chest and running his hand into my hair.
“Hmm?” Rodion drawls, sipping his drink, his eyes never straying from the show we’re putting on for him.
“Vlad won’t ever let you train another fighter after this.” The sentence lingers in the air between us all. I tense at the mention of Vlad and training. The pulse in Rodion’s neck jumps, Making the snake tattooed there come alive.