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His bulge pressed against my wet folds enticingly, but his heat was covered and I groaned in yearning for him.
He heard my pleading and pulled away from my breast, a sinister look in his eye. I shuddered, suddenly fearful of what Yuri could do.
“I’m going to prove just how much you belong to me, cariño.” He undid his pants and let them sag on his strong hips. Bringing his hand to his mouth, he licked his palm, keeping his eyes glued to me while his saliva coated every inch. “You ready?” he rasped.
“Do your worst,” I breathed.
His hand dipped between us just as a knock sounded at the door to our right. My head turned in the direction just as Matteo spoke, “we need to talk.”
But instead of answering, Yuri coated his cock in saliva and slammed into me so fast his hand struggled to clamp down on my mouth before a scream ripped through. He pumped me roughly, smashing my lower back against the wall with each thrust as my eyes rolled back from the shattering pleasure.
“Yuri, stop fucking around.” Matteo scolded from beyond the door.
I panted and my entire body was on fire from the heat Yuri threw my way. All I could do was hold on as he took me and not let the embarrassment consume me knowing his brother was only feet away.
“We can’t,” I breathed before biting my lip to hold back another moan.
“What did I say about biting that lip, baby?”
I barely had time to blink before his mouth was on mine and his teeth grazed across my lip. He bit and sucked hard, swallowing my whimpers with each plunge of his thickness. My legs shook around his waist and my fingers dug into the skin of his shoulders, seconds from shattering when suddenly, his hips faltered.
He leaned and tugged on the door handle, letting it open enough for his brother’s enraged stare to befall us. I sucked in a breath and my hands flinched to cover my chest when Yuri caught each wrist and shoved them above my head, pushing into me deeper until I could barely breathe.
“Yuri,” Matteo warned while he just chuckled.
“Go on brother, let’s talk.” Another hard thrust. “Darya here seems to think I’d let her do this alone. I’m glad you’re here to tell her that it’ll be my gun and my threats that drive,” thrust, “the message,” thrust, “home.”
“Yuri, please,” I whimpered. Shame coiled through me, but my arousal never abated, my body seeking his passion even in the midst of him proving his point.
His devious lips pulled into a smile, “Please what? Let you cum while my brother watches?”
He turned to his brother and renewed his frantic pace. My words melted on my tongue as tears pricked my eyes.
“Only if he lets me be the one to accompany you.” He ground against me, swirling his hips against mine and giving that tiny bit of friction that I wanted so desperately. He knew exactly what he was doing, and I was on the brink of madness before he spoke again. “Well, brother? Can I let my good girl cum?”
Silence.
“I think he wants you to beg,” Yuri whispered against my neck.
“Please,” I breathed without a second thought. I wanted to end this embarrassing show almost as badly as I wanted to unravel around his hard cock. I was dying for it. “Please,” I whimpered again.
“Fine,” was all Matteo said before Yuri slammed the door and claimed my body. He fucked my tightness until it clenched around him and my whole body spasmed in ecstasy. He demanded my release and my body called to him, milking him until he couldn’t stop himself. He pumped into me until his seed filled me and he fucked me some more, leaving no question just who I belonged to and who was the cause of my crimson-stained cheeks.
My unsteady legs slid down his body and I wobbled before him, weak from my release. “I’ll prove that to you any day, baby. Don’t question my claim on you.”
I nodded and my eyes darted to the door, questioning if things were settled or if Matteo would be back to have a real conversation with us.
“I’ll take care of everything. For now,” he turned us and walked me backward until my legs hit the edge of the bed. With a little nudge, I fell back onto the duvet and Yuri smirked down at me. “For now, I’m going to bury myself between your legs until you’re too tired to talk back.”
Before I could argue, his tongue flicked through my folds, and I was his prisoner again. No shackles, no binds– only the intense lust that left no room for doubt or anxiety for whatever the next day would bring.
Chapter 19
Darya
Seeing his house was like looking at an old, faded photograph. It brought back strange feelings and old memories I thought were long dead.
But of course, I recognized it. I'd never personally been inside of his family home because it was the one he shared with them. The one I was never good enough to deserve.
