Daddies Brat

India

The hand holding me in place grips a little tighter around my throat.

Not too hard but hard enough to know I am being claimed and there’s nothing I can do about it.

I freeze, unable to move. But his mouth on mine is in complete contrast and sends mixed signals to my brain.

Pleasure and fear.

But do I really fear these men?

I should. I know I should. From day one their identity has been no secret. But I can’t find it in myself to care beyond how they make my body feel so unbearably good.

Yes, unbearably.

They’ve stoked the heat inside me so high that one release is not enough. They’ve teased me into a walking, breathing fiery mess until I can’t think. All I can do is feel. I know once they take me to the edge of a massive release, I’ll find a serene calm. But getting to the moment is complete torture.

I breathe through my nose and let the familiar scent of each man’s masculine cologne, husky bedroom voices, and possessive touches settle over me.

I can sense all three, powerful and dominant. One of them chuckles darkly and my body pulsates from the sound alone. That is how much control they currently exert over me. Shameful, yet true.

Feel them touching me, feel them working my body to the brink and then backing off. I’m so frustrated I want to scream.

Someone releases one restraint and my hand falls into theirs. They rub at my wrist but I don’t get it back. Instead, the man to my right guides my fingers to stroke his massive girth.

“God, your touch could send me to the grave a happy man.”

Tomas.

His voice is deeper than the others. Raspy.

Maksym is behind me relentlessly stroking my back entrance. Rimming, dipping in, pulling out. He knows how to make me beg and I am so on the verge of screaming for them to do anything they want, just let me come.

I let out a small shuddering sigh when I wrap my hand around Tomas’ throbbing cock. I find him wet and sticky with pre-cum.

In the next second my other hand is released from its binding and Stefan is guiding my hand to him.

I stroke them both, hungry for a taste.

Maksym moves us away from the edge and pushes me forward. I brace myself on my hands and knees. From in front of me, I feel the bed dip and a moment later a warm path of cream is spread over my lips. I swirl my tongue over the head and taste my lover. I lick at my lips again, but another is right there to mark my mouth as his, too.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Stefan and Tomas take turns wetting my lips until a thumb on my chin opens my mouth.

One pushes in from my right, the hand in my hair holding me steady and in place as he glides his shaft deeper. I hollow my cheeks and relax my jaw as my mouth is slowly filled.

He withdraws and I take the other one to my left as he feeds me his cock. And just like with the rest of my body, they share my mouth. Two pumps and the other glides in. They continue like this, sharing my mouth until we are all breathing heavily.

I have one more night with my mysteriously dark bratva men who disappear and then suddenly reappear after dealing with “work”. I ask no questions about what they do in the time they are away and they offer up none willingly. Up until now it worked, but now I’m beginning to wonder and want to know more. Signs that whatever it is that we share has run its course.

I’m determined to make as many memories as I can with them before I go, but I still feel a pang in my heart at this being our last time. Whether they know it or not.

I try to force all the rampant thoughts flying through my head away but I don’t know what I’ll do once they are gone from my life.

Still holding my hair, Tomas pulls back and then slides in, fucking my mouth with steady strokes. He swells and I know from experience he’s close to his limit.

He slows and Stefan takes over. I groan as he fills my mouth, stretching my lips wide over his impressive girth.

Behind me, Maksym spreads my cheeks with strong fingers on my ass. He leans in and licks around my folds, teases my opening, and swirls the tip of his tongue over my slit.

Pure pleasure roars through my body and I suddenly moan from the feel of Maksym’s hot breath across my ass. Tender kisses linger over my flesh in between possessive nips and bites.

Stefan chooses that exact moment to take my nipples between his fingers and pinch. I can’t stop the pleading groan that tears from me. They stop feeding me their cocks so I reach for them and stroke one then the other.

The feel of something cold being drizzled over my back entrance has me stilling.

This part. When Maksym claims my ass. It always steals my breath and my desire to ever leave their bed.

I groan again, this time pushing back when I feel the swollen head of his cock ready to sink into my ass. “Easy, malyshka. I know you want this.”

He’s not wrong.

“Tell me.” He nudges at my back entrance. Enters me until only the head sits inside.

“Yes, please. Yes,” I whimper and beg. Euphoria rises in me as he gives me a few more inches and stretches me wider.

Before now I would never beg a man but all three have me doing things now a sheltered girl like me never dared dream of.

Between my legs, someone else eases a finger inside me and curls their digit up rubbing me in just the right way to have my thighs quivering.

I try to force them both deeper, but strong hands grip my ass. It burns so sweetly. Maksym is slow at first until I feel the slap of his balls against my body.

“Fuck, you feel so perfect.”

He withdraws and my body seems swept up in endless pleasure. And then he pushes back in and all the blissful tension in my body jacks up another notch.

Maksym pulls out and hauls me up from the bed to straddle his lap reverse cowgirl. He pushes me forward a little and reclaims my back entrance, sinking in until my body swallows every last inch of his throbbing hard cock.

“Oh, god,” I groan and reach for anyone, anything for purchase.

My hands find hard slabs of chiseled muscle and I dig my nails into skin.

Masculine grunts and groans hit my ears and the sound is so primal a rush of hot liquid spills to coat my thighs.

Strong hands lift me and someone kisses me, our tongues tangling.

The one deep throating me with his tongue breaks away with a nip to my lower lip that has me clenching my thighs and craving their lips and teeth around my aching clit.

“Lean back,” I’m ordered with lips hovering over mine.

I fall back into the arms of my third lover who gathers my hair in hand and turns my face up to his. He takes over kissing me while another devours my breasts. Licking and sucking one while pinching the other.

My legs fall open, my ass full of Maksym’s throbbing dick. With an arm around my waist, he lifts me, pumping into me with short strokes.

Maksym strokes his soft, warm tongue over mine as if I’m the sweetest forbidden treat he’s ever stolen.

Warm air passes over my tender nipples and I strain against the onslaught of pleasure bombarding me as one of the men moves between my legs, wraps his lips around my clit, and tugs.

I try to catch my breath but they have me so close to the edge I can’t keep air in my lungs.

I’m panting and clenching my thighs to help ease the ache.

“Spread more for me. Get those legs open. Show me those beautiful pink pussy lips and all that cream I’m going to slide my cock through.”

I hear the rustle of a wrapper and know the other two are slipping on a condom. Though I’m on the pill, they’ve yet to give me their milk despite me begging and pleading.

“Please,” I try again, already knowing what they’ll say.

“Net, moy lyubovnik. Poka ty ne prinadlezhish’ nam.” No. Not until I’m fully theirs. It’s the same answer every time.

I do as I’m roughly commanded and my reward is instant.

The bulbous head of Tomas’ cock is poised at my entrance. I know it’s him by instinct alone. I’m already stretched so tight with Maksym in my ass that when Tomas stretches my tight pussy, I can do nothing but gasp. My fingers grip rock-hard muscles.

I grab at the blindfold but my hands are snatched away and brought back to solid abs and Stefan’s cock. I stroke him with my left while I rake my nails over Tomas’ chest with my right. He forces his cock into my tight channel, wedging in so deep I forget to breathe.

Pinned between all three men I am helpless to what they want from me.

How I can feel so turned on and so furious at being denied what I want at the same time, I don’t have an answer. All I can do is let my body feel and let it come alive under their masterful skills.

I scream from the sudden fullness. Maksym holds me close, taking most of my weight and whispering sweet words to me as his friend pumps into my pussy.

The sash around my eyes blocks out everything, kicking my other senses into high gear.

The smell of sex permeates the room and their cologne teases me. I don’t think I’ve ever needed to come so badly in my life.

I buck against them. “More. So close.” My whole body thrums.

Beside me, Stefan wraps his fingers around mine where I stroke his thickness. I work him up and down. My reward is rivulets of pre-cum spilling over my fingers. I bring it to my mouth and lick off the sticky hot liquid to the sound of appreciative growls.

Heat rises higher and higher as my body climbs to new levels of sensations. Arms wrap around me and I let go of keeping up with who is who and just let the intoxicating aroma of all three men and my release take over.

I clench my thighs and brace for impact.

I cave and let the tidal wave of my orgasm sweep me away.

My breathing is heavy and my pants and groans grow in volume.

I wrap my hands behind my head and bury my fingers into thick hair.

He growls and tightens his strong hands around my tender breasts.

Another wave hits my core. I guess my release triggers Tomas’. He thrusts in and I feel him swell, spreading my channel with his wide girth. It’s too much. My release jacks up ten-fold and I’m thrown over another ledge the second I feel his cock jerk inside me and spill into his condom.

“I’m coming! Oh, God, it’s too much,” I rush to say around my panting. I reach out and they are all there, holding me.

“Give yourself to us,” someone rasps.

I don’t get to softly float down from my life-changing orgasm before lips press to my ear.

“We’re not done with our pretty little captive.”

I hear another rubber being slipped on before the third moves between my legs and slides inside my freshly fucked pussy.

“Fuck, so warm and ready for me.”

“Yes!” I cry out, my breath catching in my parched throat.

Maksym pumps into my ass and Stefan drives so far inside me I feel him deeper than I’ve ever felt him, or the others before. Stroke after stroke I’m pushed until I don’t know how much more I can take.

Desire swirls anew and yet another orgasm rolls through me just as both men find their release. Someone grabs my hips and together we rock back and forth. I sink into Maksym’s arms and savor the weight of Stefan.

My mind spins the deeper into their circle of pleasure I fall. The longer I let them touch me the more fantasies they fulfill. This is more than sex. More than just carnal pleasures. And it scares me. But I can’t pull away. Not just yet. Tomorrow. I can have this night. Just tonight. And then I can say my goodbyes. The mafia life goes against everything my parents raised me to believe. I can’t have this. I can’t have them. I would be shunned as the heir to a securities tech empire. The irony is laughable. The attention that would fall on me would shine a moon-sized spotlight on them. I can’t allow anything to hurt them. Especially because of me.

Their cocks jerk within my walls, their milk spilling into their condoms. I wanted badly to feel their releases marking me but I guess it wasn’t meant to be.

That’s okay. I have tonight and I have this memory. It will have to do.

I wrap my arms around Stefan’s neck and hold him. Together he and Maksym feed the fire inside me with their slowing pumps.

Beside us, Tomas frees my vision. He turns my head in his direction. “My nikogda tebya ne otpustim,” he whispers to me before stealing my breath with a kiss.

I only wish I knew what he meant.