by Ivy Clyde
“Wow,” breathed River. “You were able to hide such a fact all your life?”
“Yeah,” I lied.
“Are you really a woman?” River asked in a gentle voice. “Or are you more of a girl who is leaning toward transitioning into a man?”
I shook my head. “I’m not trans. I just didn’t want anyone to know I was a woman.” I risked a glance at Victor. “I’m sorry for not disclosing the truth.” I made sure not to say the word ‘lie’.
Victor glanced at River. “Looks like we have a present to unwrap.”
“I do love a surprise,” he said, his luscious lips curving into a smile.
Victor walked past me to reach River. Placing a hand against his cheek, he asked, “You still want Danny?”
“Of course,” said River with an amused smile. “Although, it is a surprise I want her. I’ve never been with a woman before. What about you, darling? I can see you still want her despite knowing she’s a woman.”
“Yes, I want her.” Victor turned around to look at me. “You’re the only woman I’ve ever been attracted to. Sure, I thought you were a guy but my cock is still hard and fighting to break out of my pants. I want you, Danica.”
I took several deep breaths. From the way he was still looking at me, I realized I wasn’t going to die tonight. No, I’d be living my fantasy and stay alive long enough to regret everything.
“What about you, River?” I asked.
He threw his head back and suddenly laughed. It was a strange sound because there was no humor in it. Staring at me, he said, “No one’s ever asked me that, you know? You’re the first one to ask me if I’d be willing to fuck you. You’re the only one who’s ever given me a choice.”
I glanced at Victor. Did he force River?
“Don’t look at him like that,” said River in a grim tone. “I was a gift to him from Boris. He didn’t have to ask anything.”
Walking close to me, River leaned in to kiss me gently. “Thank you, Danica. I knew you were different.”
“She’s going to be our first woman,” said Victor.
“Yeah,” agreed River.
A soft chuckle escaped Victor. “We’ll be sharing her.”
I stared between them, wondering why the universe was blessing me with both Victor and River when I’d royally fucked up my cover. They should both be enraged with me and shooting me dead. Instead, they were promising me the best night of my life.
Victor started removing the rest of the buttons of his shirt. “Get some coke, River. We’re going to have a real party tonight.”
River’s beautiful eyes gleamed with excitement. “Yes, darling!”
“Don’t get too greedy, River,” said Victor, taking off his shirt completely. “I’m going to be the first one to take her.”
“You’re the one being greedy,” said River as he moved over to the coffee table. “Look at her. She’s nervous.” He filled a glass to the brim with champagne, letting some of the bubbles spill over the edge. “We have to help her relax first.”
He handed me the glass.
While Victor spoke to River, I drank in the sight of his hard, defined muscles. I didn’t know if it was the drugs but I could barely suppress the urge to lick the planes of his pecs and run my tongue along the ridges of his chiseled abs. Victor Sokolov might be a demon but his body was surely carved by the gods in heaven.
He shifted toward River and suddenly, I got a glimpse of the elaborate tattoo covering the entire expanse of his back. The head of a roaring lion was painted in vivid detail, its tawny eyes glowing with rage, its open maw frozen in a snarl that showed its long, curved canines. The lion seemed to move with every ripple of Victor’s muscles.
The head of a lion was used as the Sokolov gang’s emblem. While the tattoos used by most gang members was a simple logo-like design, Victor’s was a full-fledged artwork.
I swallowed the champagne in one go, hoping it would curb my hunger to touch Victor’s body. Instead, the delicious drink gave me a soft buzz and lit a warmth in my belly. River filled my glass again and I gulped it all again.
My fingers fiddled with the buttons of my shirt. I was extremely hot and I couldn’t decide if it was the bottle of champagne I finished on my own or the two men before me, staring at like I was the tastiest treat in the room.
I leaned against the couch and arched my body.
“Stop,” said Victor, laying a hand on my own. “I’ll be the one to unwrap you.”
A giggle escaped me.
“Looks like she’s relaxed now,” said Victor. Next moment, he slid his arms under my thighs and hauled me off the couch. I gasped, throwing my arms around his neck and held on tight as he headed toward the master bedroom.
He dropped me onto the massive bed and climbed up beside me.
River silently got onto the bed and positioned himself on my other side. His violet-hued eyes were fixed on my body. The dark look on his usually smiling face made my insides burn hot.
The brush of Victor’s fingers on my skin turned my attention back to him. He was slowly opening the buttons of my shirt.
The chest binder I wore was soon revealed.
River turned me on my belly and quickly worked with the hooks on the back to release the binder’s tight hold over my chest. Victor pulled it away, revealing my round, perked up breasts.
“What kind of sorcery were you using?” said River as he took my shirt off completely. “How were you able to hide this body from us?”
“She rarely took her jacket off,” said Victor as he took my trousers off. “You should’ve seen the way she threatened poor Jacque when he was trying to measure her for the suits. I thought it was shyness, but it was Danica protecting herself.”
River’s tongue darted out to lick his lips while his eyes drank in every inch of my body. His hands fisted the sheet under him as he struggled with the urge to touch me.
Victor was here with us and he was still our master.
“Danica, you’re beautiful,” said River. “Does your body taste as sweet as your mouth?”
A flush spread over my cheeks and my breasts as both men ravaged me with their stormy eyes.
“Which part of her body do you want to use?” asked River.
“Her navel,” said Victor.
My momentary confusion vanished when I felt the light dusting of a powdery substance on my skin. River carefully arranged it in two thin lines on the flat expanse of my stomach.
The two men leaned over my belly to snort the lines of snow-white coke. Their hot breaths ghosted over my skin, making me shiver all over. Sounds of their breathy inhales were followed with funny snuffling noises as they threw their heads back, their noses twitching.
But there was nothing funny when their dark gazes met mine.
My insides quivered with desire. I didn’t need a drug to get my heart pounding and my pussy throbbing. The sight of the two men before me was enough.
Victor climbed over my body and let his hands roam all over me. His lips collided with mine in a bruising kiss, his tongue spearing in deep inside my mouth.
For a moment, my gaze shifted over to River. He was staring unblinkingly as Victor trailed kisses along my neck.
I closed my eyes against the heat spreading over my skin. My heart raced in my heaving chest as Victor lowered his mouth onto a nipple and sucked hard. His other hand played with my breast, kneading and rolling the nipple between his fingers.
Deep groans escaped me. My hand brushed over the front of Victor’s trousers and felt a hard lump against my palm. He wasn’t lying about his arousal.
Raising his head, he looked into my eyes. Slowly, he sat back and smirked at me.
“Lose the pants, Mister,” I said with a mischievous grin.
His eyes widened slightly, but then he was chuckling away. “As my doll wishes,” he said, starting to take off his trousers.
I watched hungrily as he revealed his thick length to me. Ever since the day I took him inside my mouth, I’d been fantasizing ab
out having it inside my pussy.
Victor leaned in and latched his mouth on my nipple.
“Yes,” I moaned, clasping the back of his neck. My eyelids fluttered in ecstasy as he sucked and nibbled me. Oh, god, yes! My mind frantically screamed as his thigh slipped between my legs and his rigid cock nudged my belly.
My hand reached down to touch him. His erection was hard and heavy, and ready to impale me.
Victor’s hand cupped my pussy in a possessive grip.
Groaning, I thrust my hips forward, desperate to feel friction against Victor’s hot palm. His fingers slipped inside my slick seam and swiped against my labia.
“Victor,” I moaned. “Please just...”
“Just what?” he asked, slipping his finger in deeper.
My breath hitched.
“Keep going,” I groaned as his finger moved in and out of me, stroking me until my body was squirming underneath him with shivers of pleasures. My core clenched and throbbed, making me burn hotter than before.
My head was thrown against the pillow as my body tightened impossibly. My breathing turned erratic as my core clenched hard onto his digit. I couldn’t take the rising pleasure anymore and let go, my mouth opening wide to release a breathless moan. The force of my pleasure made my whole body tremble against him.
Victor pulled his finger away. Looking into my eyes, he licked at the glistening juices coating the tip.
“Do you like the taste?” asked River.
“She is exquisite,” said Victor in a deep, husky voice. “I can’t wait to be inside her.”
“Hurry,” said River. “I can’t hold on much longer. I’m too hard already.”
Victor’s brows rose high. “Really?”
River gestured at the tent forming in the front of his robe. There was a sizeable lump at his crotch. “All those sounds she was making got me hard.”
Victor chuckled throatily before fixing his gaze back on me. His pale eyes were clear and alert. My breath hitched in my throat, knowing what was coming.
Victor moved over me, covering my body with his. Reaching between us, he caught hold of his cock and rubbed the thick head over my wet labia.
I moaned at the sensation and spread my legs wider. Capturing my lips in a searing kiss, he rocked his hips forward. The head breached through my tight opening. Keeping my eyes shut tight, I tried to distract myself with the kiss but my stretching walls had me gasping.
Victor moved out of me and suddenly, he plunged in with one hard, swift stroke. I cried out from the quick flash of pain.
My fingers dug into his shoulders and held onto him as he filled me to the brim, making my insides stretch to their limits to accommodate him.
Despite the rough penetration, Victor didn’t move for a while. His eyes were on me, closely watching my reaction.
My discomfort soon disappeared and my insides started clenching again.
“You’re getting tighter and hotter,” Victor groaned through clenched teeth.
I moved my hips voluntarily, wanting to feel the friction of his hot, hard rod buried deep inside me.
He stayed still but reached out between us and found my hardened nub. He stroked the sensitive mound of flesh, making my mind go blank with pleasure.
I wondered if this was really his first time with a woman. He seemed to know his way around my body and knew the exact spot to touch to make me lose my mind.
My hips arched into his hand as his cock slipped deeper inside me.
“Fuck! You’re so tight,” he gasped against my lips. “So tight and hot. It’s incredible to be inside you.” Pulling out a little, he sank back in.
“Harder,” I whispered, my hands roaming down his back to reach for his muscled ass. My hips rocked back and forth, reveling in the feel of his hard and hot cock sliding in and out of me. The way it stretched and filled me up was both satisfying and maddening, each stroke bringing me close to fulfillment, and yet not nearly close enough.
“Danica.” Victor’s groan was both a mix of pain and pleasure
My insides clenched hard at the sound of my name on his lips. Victor’s mouth clamped over my mouth just as I cried out, drowning the sound completely. Waves of pleasure crashed through me, making my body shudder underneath him.
He kissed me deeply, thoroughly tasting every crevice of my mouth. I could think of nothing but his tongue in my mouth and his cock thrusting deep inside my core.
Soon, his thrusts became faster and harder.
“Victor,” I moaned out as his mouth latched onto a sensitive spot on the side of my neck. My insides were tightening in a familiar sensation but the build-up was far stronger in intensity than before.
“You’re so close, Doll. Come if you want to,” he said in a tight voice as he continued to thrust hard.
I groaned into his mouth as a tsunami of pleasure crashed through me. My insides clenched and pulsed around his throbbing length while my body shuddered underneath him.
“Yes,” Victor howled as he thrust harder into me.
His movements grew more desperate as he thrust into me harder, faster, heightening my pleasure once more. I was being sent into another climax. All I could do was hold onto him as he rode me hard. The bed shook beneath us as he pounded into me, intent on reaching his own pleasure.
I looked up into his face, taut with strain, teeth bared, his skin glistening with sweat. My legs wrapped around his waist, wanting to take him even deeper inside me. His strokes hardened, driving me to the edge of another orgasm. My walls clenched tightly onto his cock.
A roar escaped him as he was finally driven over the edge.
“Danica,” he roared my name as his hot seeds gushed inside me. His massive body trembled over me as he emptied himself inside me.
His taut features gradually relaxed into a blissful expression as he looked at me with an unusually tender look. Brushing a stray strand away from my eyes, he gently pulled out of me.
“You’re incredible,” he whispered, pressing his lips to mine in a kiss. “Beautiful, hot, lethal but sweet too.”
A deep groan sounded from near me.
I’d almost forgotten about River’s presence beside me. He was fully naked now, giving me a glimpse of his hardened cock, standing erect.
“Do you want me to take care of you?” I asked despite the blush burning my cheeks.
“I want to be inside you.”
My core throbbed at the complete honesty shining in his glistening violet-hued eyes. I’d wanted him since the moment I laid eyes on him. He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen but it was his sweet, mischievous personality that attracted me to him.
I glanced at Victor. He was watching me closely.
“You can have him if you want,” he said in a grim tone. “I don’t mind sharing him with you.”
I couldn’t believe the way my body thrummed at those words. Victor just made me orgasm several times but I was greedy for more.
River placed his hands on both sides of my face and leaned into me for a kiss. I let my tongue swirl around his languidly, tasting the subtle hints of champagne and strawberries.
“Forgive me if I come too soon,” he whispered, looking deep into my eyes. “I could barely stop from touching myself.”
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him against me. He took the opportunity to settle between my legs. I widened my thighs, making him sink deeper into me.
River smiled and captured my lips for another kiss. At the same time, he aligned his head against my soaking wet pussy. The combination of my wetness and Victor’s cum made it easy for him to slide inside me.
I moaned out, feeling the familiar sensation of having my walls stretched. The tight friction was delicious and set my body aflame.
His mouth sucked on my nipple as he started thrusting into me. His movements were slow and measured despite his urgency. Unlike Victor, River was slow and sweet. He was making sure to give me pleasure before taking any for himself.
Warmth spread through me as I moan
ed under him. My hips bucked forward, urging him to thrust deeper into me.
It wasn’t long before his rough groans mingled with my soft moans. His eyes burned as they looked into mine. Hints of pure lust and possessiveness lit up his gaze as he plunged inside me.
My core clenched around his hardened shaft, making him curse out. I was finally able to sense River’s desperation. His body sank onto mine as he thrust into me with short, hard strokes, making my pleasure rise higher.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he rasped. “Damn this!” His mouth came to close over mine as he suddenly shattered.
Our bodies shuddered together as we held onto each other tightly. His seeds filled up my core, mixing with the remnants of Victor’s essence. Some of it dripped onto my thighs as he gently pulled out of me.
Breathing hard, he lay down beside me.
“She looks fucking beautiful like this,” Victor’s voice whispered from my right side. “Her lips are red and swollen like fucking raspberries.”
A rough chuckle escaped River. “I know. It feels incredible to be inside her.”
“Yeah.” There was a hint of pure appreciation in Victor’s voice. “She fights like a goddess. And fucks like one too. You should’ve seen her take down those men at the party. That was fucking porn for me.”
“That’s it, isn’t it?” said River as he gently stroked my hair. “You never liked women because you found them to be weak. Danica isn’t like that. She won’t break so easily.”
Victor gazed at me. “You might be right, Sugar,” he said in a low, gentle voice. “I liked her without caring what was between her thighs.”
I stretched my legs slowly and leaned against a pillow. The mess between my thighs was sticky but I didn’t want to move just yet. I was about to lie back when I noticed River moving over to the other end of the bed.
Victor was off the bed and rummaging inside a wooden cabinet. He came back with a tube and made River lie on his stomach.
“What are you doing?” I asked as Victor stroked a line down River’s spine.
“We’re not done yet,” said River, grinning at me. His head was turned toward me while Victor squeezed the tube in his hand and let a thick liquid spurt onto River’s buttocks.