“I know, Miami. It’s a fucking mess, but I’ll clean it up. When it comes to taking Fina again, the right way, he and I will personally take care of it. We’ll watch over her during the process of the men breaking her down and then deliver her right to you.”
“Those fucking Russians have Toolin. That’s how they found that warehouse. Tell me he doesn’t know more than that.”
“Toolin? No, he was a runner and grabber. He went to that location only, and more than likely gave that location because it was listed as the drop off for the blonde.”
“You better be fucking sure. Find that fucking guy and take him out. I want Toolin dead. Yesterday.”
Miami disconnected the call and then roared in anger. This could have fucked his whole plan up. Now he would need to wait a little longer before having them grab Fina. The men would be on guard. Finding her alone was going to be difficult, taking her nearly impossible, but he would leave that up to Dakota and Burner.
He thought about Fina, and he would have her. In his arms, in his bed, and he would get his final revenge against not only Hadeon, but perhaps his brothers, too.
* * * *
Fina screamed out as the hands grabbed her and the man threw her over his shoulder. She kicked and screamed until she heard her name and the familiar strong voices. She popped her eyes open, tears streamed from her eyes and she took uneasy breaths.
“You’re safe, Fina. You’re safe,” Andriy said to her. Hadeon held her legs and eased his palms up them. Paulo kissed her shoulder and Andriy released her hands.
“I’m…sorry. So…sorry,” she said, trying to catch her breath. Hadeon continued to caress her thighs, and then her hips. He was straddling her.
“Don’t be sorry,” he said in a firm tone. As he lifted his hands from her hips she grabbed them and put them back against her hips. She held his gaze. Hadeon held hers and something came over her. A need. A desperate, hunger that she felt only him and his brothers could fill. She pulled his hands from her hips up her ribs to her breasts. He massaged them. Hard, then soft before pinching both nipples with all his fingers. He brought them together and pulled upward.
“Oh,” she moaned.
His lips parted as if he was going to say something. His eyes changed from cold, dark, and distant, to something she couldn’t figure it out and squinted. It disappeared.
“Tell us what you need, Fina. What you desire,” he said. She felt his cock, long, thick, and hard over her pussy and belly.
“I need you, Hadeon.” She looked at Andriy. “And you.” Then at Paulo. “And you. Please,” she said, her voice cracking, instantly showing her weakness toward these men and their gorgeous bodies. She wanted to lick every inch of them. Explore each of their tattoos, and suck their cocks to get a taste of them and learn them. Never had she felt such a hunger and need.
Hadeon lowered down and kissed her softly on her lips. He pecked at them, being careful of her swollen lip and then pressed his tongue into her mouth. She reached up and stroked his jaw. She felt the hardness beneath her fingertips and soaked in his cologne, his manliness, and accepted his exploration. Andriy’s mouth landed on her breast. He suckled hard on her nipple and tried to get as much of her breast into his mouth as possible. He sucked and tugged, over and over again. She felt that string of connection from nipples to cunt, and her pussy leaked and swelled with need. She moaned into Hadeon’s mouth. He released her lips. Paulo pulled her hand down from Hadeon’s cheek. She watched Paulo lift her palm to his mouth and he began to kiss her fingers, suckle them then kiss along her wrist to her forearm and elbow before placing her hand and arm above her head and the pillow. At the same time Hadeon slid into position between her legs, spread her wider and pushed his thick, hard cock slowly into her wet, needy pussy.
Paulo lowered his mouth to her breast and all four of them moaned in pleasure.
“Sexy, beautiful woman,” Hadeon whispered, Russian accent especially thick. She shivered and held his gaze.
“Ours to have whenever we want and need. Right here between us, under us, with our cocks inside of you is where you belong,” Hadeon told her and thrust into her cunt.
He held her hips and she nodded. “Yes. Oh God, yes, Hadeon. I feel so needy. Please,” she begged. Paulo and Andriy suckled her breasts harder and both held her arms above her head now as Hadeon lifted her thighs up against his hips and stroked into her faster.
“Hadeon. Oh, Hadeon.” She moaned and closed her eyes, felt her orgasm coming and he pulled out. She gasped. Paulo and Andriy released her breasts and they pulled back. Andriy moved off the bed. She was confused, needy, and felt the loss of their presence.
Hadeon reached down and stroked her jaw. “Don’t you come yet. We’ll tell you when to come.” He got up from the bed and offered his hand. She was confused as she stared at his body, the sunlight illuminating the bedroom in the early morning hour. Muscles upon muscles stared back at her and as she got up, cringing from the aches and pains in her body, he narrowed his eyes.
“You’re in pain?” he asked.
“We wait,” Andriy stated firmly.
“Run a bath for her?” Paulo said and disappointment filled her heart and her body, hell, her pussy. Were they out of their minds? She needed to come. She wanted them desperately. This was insane. Did she lose her mind, maybe? She placed her palms against Hadeon’s chest. He hissed and placed a hand over her waist to her ass as she stared up at him, her chin only reaching midway up his chest, he was so much bigger than her.
“Please, Hadeon. I need you. I’ll soak in a bath later,” she said and then felt lips go to her shoulder.
“This is from them last night, too?” Andriy asked, focusing on the bruising on her back.
“I’ll be okay, Andriy. You and Paulo protected me. You both saved me,” she said to him. Andriy cupped her cheeks and stared down into her eyes. It was like he was trying to read her mind. She felt emotional. Was she falling in love with him? With them, after one round of sex? She couldn’t wrap her brain around it and then he pressed his lips to hers.
When he released her lips he squinted at her.
“If you hurt, we stop.” She nodded and he caressed her arm.
“Up on the bed, all fours, now,” Paulo ordered her. She looked toward him as she turned and climbed up onto the bed as sexy as she possibly could considering she probably looked hideous with the bruises, which had to be worse if their expressions were any indicators.
She was shaking, anticipating what would come next and whether she would enjoy it or not.
Hadeon’s hands landed on her hips and she closed her eyes, tried not to show how much his touch affected her so but it was too difficult as she anticipated his cock pushing into her cunt from behind, but instead felt his lips begin to kiss along her shoulders. He slid his palms up and down her back to her shoulders and massaged her there, avoiding where the bruising was but kissing where she ached. She wanted him kissing, licking, and sucking where she ached more. Her cunt. She thought about telling him. Demanding that he fuck her already and ease this damn ache, but then there was this gut instinct, this knowledge that Hadeon, Paulo, and Andriy were very dominant men who would demand control of everything at all times. Including arousing her body and expecting her to accept their pace.
She didn’t know how she knew, or if she was even crazy from trying to process and figure these three commanding Russian sex gods out, but she just followed their lead and submitted to them.
Hadeon continued to torture her. He squeezed her sides, tickling her a moment and she giggled.
Smack.
She gasped, not expecting the smack to her ass, or the results of it on her pussy and her nipples. Instant arousal. Hardness. Holy God. Who would have known she would like that.
A finger eased into her cunt just as palms eased under her and cupped her breasts, stroking her nipples.
“She liked it,” Paulo said.
She moaned as the thick finger slid in and out of her cunt as her juices flowed
.
“Da,” Hadeon said.
“Oh.” His words made her moan. One sound, two letters in the deep, Russian accent and she was putty in their hands.
Smack.
She gasped. It was harder and she felt Andriy’s mouth against her shoulder. His one hand fondled her breast and his other gripped her hair making her face him. He looked angry, or… “I need to feel your mouth on me,” he said. He released her breast, moved closer and she saw his thick, long cock. The tattoos along his chest and belly that led straight down to it. He eased her head closer and she licked her lips, swallowed a few times, and prepared for this.
“You’re so big,” she confessed as fear gripped her insides.
“You can handle it. I know you can,” he said and Hadeon kept swiping a finger from her pussy then over her anus, adding cream against her puckered hole. Was he going to take her there? Were they going to fill every hole? She wondered as need, desire, filled her belly and she opened her mouth and licked Andriy’s cock.
Russian. He spoke in Russian and gripped her hair and stroked it and then held her shoulder and eased in and out of her mouth slowly.
At the same moment, Paulo pinched her nipple and tugged while suckling against her neck on the other side. Hadeon’s finger slipped into her ass and she moaned and tried pulling away in shock at the sensations, but they each controlled her movements.
“Net. You accept our control. You submit fully. We won’t hurt you, Fina. Not ever,” Hadeon stated and eased his finger in and out of her ass as she suckled on Andriy. Her pussy swelled and as if knowing that, Paulo’s fingers slid under her from her breasts down her belly and he played with her clit. They were working her body like pros. She forced the thoughts of other women from her mind, of their experiences and whether this was a game, or their techniques working together, and just focused on the pleasure. After what happened last night, and knowing only some of the possibilities of what could have happened to her and Misty if these men hadn’t been there to rescue her, had her giving up control and submitting to them.
“That’s it, Fina. Just like that. Yes,” Andriy encouraged, and she sucked him harder, faster, her head bobbing up and down.
“Fuck yeah,” Andriy said, his cock growing thicker.
Hadeon thrust his fingers faster into her ass and Paulo pressed a finger up into her cunt. She started rocking her hips, needing more. She moaned.
“She can take it. Make her all ours,” Andriy demanded.
“There is no turning back,” Hadeon said very seriously.
“Why would we want to?” Paulo said. Their little discussion confused her, yet told her they knew the seriousness of taking her together.
“Fina,” Andriy said her name and eased from her mouth. She was breathing heavy.
“We take you together. Ride Paulo. Now,” Andriy demanded.
Paulo slid under her as Hadeon lifted her as if she were light as could be. She grabbed onto Paulo. Could she do this? This was their first morning together. There hadn’t been one date, one voice of commitment or indication that this was anything more than lust, desire, and animalistic need.
Hadeon pulled something from the drawer by the bed. A tube of lube.
Andriy cupped her cheeks.
“Ever do this?”
She shook her head.
“Good,” Hadeon stated so firmly she shivered and felt goose bumps go up her spine. He was possessive, controlling, and so hard.
“You accept us. Don’t fight it. It’s too powerful,” Andriy said and slid his hand to her head, gripped her hair, and lowered his mouth to hers.
“Slide over me, Fina. Take my cock into your pussy. I need,” Paulo said to her. She slid over his cock as Andriy continued to kiss her deeply on the mouth. It was sexy, passionate, and she succumbed to the power of these three men. She let go and when she did, Hadeon slid a finger of lube to her ass and pushed right in.
“Da, lyubimaya.”
She moaned and went weak from that damn endearment, and then Andriy pulled from her mouth and gripped his cock. She lowered down, licked it as she rocked her hips over Paulo’s. She opened for Andriy and wondered how she would move like this with two cocks inside of her when she felt Hadeon pull fingers from her ass as she began to suck down Andriy. The tip of his cock was at her entrance.
“Ours,” Hadeon said but his voice sounded distorted like he was speaking through clenched teeth. Paulo pushed up into her, gripping her hips, holding them steady as Andriy pushed into and out of her mouth and she tried to keep up with him. She moaned and almost pulled her mouth from Andriy’s as Hadeon slid his cock inch by inch into her ass, then moaned as he pulled back and thrust all the way in. Andriy and Paulo grunted and cursed. The three men spoke in their language and ran hands along her body and she just kept sucking and absorbing it all. She was letting them take her together, and she knew in that moment that she would never be the same.
“Move,” Paulo demanded, and they did. In and out, the three men stroked and thrust and she became theirs, and they became hers. If they thought she was going to let them go so easily or make it easy for them to move on after this, they were mistaken. A possessive, wild sensation filled her body and connected her to these men forever. There was no doubt in her mind. They would become her obsession.
* * * *
Paulo couldn’t believe what he was feeling. Never, he knew for a fact, never had they done this and felt like this or even wanted to take a woman together before, but they did with Fina. He was obsessed with her, and with possessing her in every way and so were his brothers. He feared this, so did they, but almost losing her to such violence had them desperate to attach themselves to her, mark her, and hope it protected her from further harm. They were Russian heavies, enforcers, and their reputations widespread. If someone dare fucked with their woman now, they would die a horrible death. He thrust upward and then heard Andriy moan, grunt, then come. Fina cried out a moment later and he pulled her to his chest and thrust upward, held her head against his chest, her lips licking his skin and he came. A second later Hadeon lifted her up and thrust into her ass over and over again, roaring as Hadeon came.
They were all breathing rapidly and Paulo caressed Fina’s hair and caught sight of Hadeon behind her. His brother looked so fucking serious. He knew that expression. Hadeon slid his hands along Fina’s back as he slid from her ass. She moaned and Paulo caressed her. Hadeon put a hand to his head, ran his fingers through his hair and walked out of the room. Andriy reached over and caressed Fina’s hair and looked at Paulo. They were going to leave her after that? Leave him to stay with her, remain holding her, letting her know that this was more than just their need to possess every part of her? What the fuck? None of them ever stayed with a woman hours after sex. Tonight so much changed. They held her close. They made love to her together, and he couldn’t walk away. Didn’t want to. His heart pounded inside of his chest. He could hardly swallow, but then he inhaled the scent of Fina’s shampoo, absorbed the feel of her feminine body over his, so light, so delicate and soft, and he closed his eyes and held her. He never did this before, but as scared as it made him, he just couldn’t let her go. In fact, he didn’t even want to think about letting her out of his sight ever again.
* * * *
Hadeon hung his head in the shower, his palms flat against the wall, his heart aching, his gut clenching. He was a fucking monster. A monster. He let the water cover him. He avoided Andriy’s gaze as he left the room and went to his room to shower. His brother was feeling exactly what he was. So was Paulo, but they left Paulo there to deal with Fina and to keep her close while they processed what happened between them all last night and this morning. It was insane. He fucked a woman’s ass before. Took possession of women in every way in bed, and they loved it, they carried on and came like crazy and he felt very little. With Fina, he felt everything. His senses were in overdrive. The scent of her shampoo, the sight of her full breasts, the passionate, sweet, giving expression in her eyes, and the acc
eptance of their dominance and control. She was submissive, had never had a cock in every hole, and the three of them took her together. They tainted her, branded her their woman and now that he stood in the shower alone and not even kissing her, telling her how incredible it was, he felt like a dick. A fucking monster with no heart, no soul, just a violent fool.
Never. Never had the three of them fucked the same woman at the same time. Hell, he didn’t just fuck her. He wasn’t stupid. Hadeon made love to Fina. He knew the difference. Making love to her with his brothers intensified the whole experience and brought him some place he never thought he would be or had even known existed. He needed her. Even now, just down the hall, and he needed her. To see her, kiss her, feel her in his arms, hell, get lost inside her perfect body. She was perfection and they were imperfect.
“Fuck,” he said and turned off the shower. He dried off and got dressed, his cell phone rang. Walking over to it he saw it was Dmitri. He swallowed hard.
“Hello.”
“How is Fina?” he asked.
“Good. Resting.”
“She stayed with you Paulo and Andriy?”
“Yes.”
Dmitri was quiet.
“Andriy took care of the situation early this morning. You hear?” he asked.
“Got the low down immediately. Scumbags. This is dirty business. No matter how many times we come across their existence and the men behind this type of business of selling women, it seems it is unstoppable.”
“That it does.”
“Well, most importantly Misty was found, and your woman was rescued by your brothers and is safe in your arms.”
“Our woman?” he asked.
“Hadeon, she is Rayanna’s friend. Do not hurt her. If this is temporary like the others, move on quickly or you’ll break her heart. She had a bad experience in the past, and my understanding is that those two men were stalking her. She doesn’t need to be used by the three of you next. I put Mateus and Fedarro in charge of gathering more information on that warehouse this morning. As of thirty minutes ago, it went up in flames.”
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