Belle’s POV
Alexei’s chest pressed against my back as he wraps his arm over my shoulder reaching for my breast and squeezing my hard n! pple tightly. While I’m on my knees, his other hand forces my legs and thighs apart to allow his fingers to dig gently into my slit. He pushed one finger in my p*ssy hole and then drags it back to my cl! t in circular motion like a man playing his fingers around the mouth of a glass of hard liquor.
“Volkov owns this p*ssy. Only Volkov, Yah?” Alexei asked, his breath fanning the back of my ear.
“Yes. Volkov owns this p*ssy-only Volkov owns this p*ssy.” I replied under my breath.
Right across the bed is Nikola’s smokey silhouette, the dim light coming from the lamp next to him and the one tiny red dot from the camera mounted to the stand, recording. The man is still wearing his leather jacket, pants and white shirt while quietly watching his brother touch his wife.
Alexei removes his hand from my slit, licks his wet fingers and then inserts them inside my mouth.
“Spit.” He commands while his other hand is now holding my neck in a chokehold. He squeezes my throat tightly, forcing me to gasp for air in momentary panic.
Alexei instantly halted and loosened his grip. “Shit. I’m sorry princess.”
Why is he stopping? Is he kidding me? I want this. I crave for this. I don’t want him to hold back just because I’m pregnant. I want him to ravage me! I want him to fvck me so hard until it’s physically impossible for me to walk in the morning. Why would I want lukewarm sex when I can have blazing hot fornication with not only one but two friggin Volkovs?!
“F*ck me like a Volkov or leave Alexei.” I retorted flatly.
Nikolai snorts, the smoke blows out of his mouth and nose as he giggles mockingly at his brother while pressing his cigarette on the ashtray.
Alexei was not able to say a single word but I know I just hit a very sensitive nerve in his Volkov veins. He pushes me sideward onto the bed and drops on top of me. His eyes bore into mine so intensely that I started to feel nervous.
Yikes.
It’s quite obvious that taunting him did not sit well with the newly hailed Boss of the Russian Mafia. I’m definitely gonna get what I have asked for. I wonder if we have a wheelchair ready for me tomorrow?
“So? This p*ssy is not gonna f*ck itself daddy.” The words rolled out of my mouth so spontaneously, I too am surprised by my boldness.
His lips pulled to the side slightly as he removes himself from on top of me. He pulled the duvet from the bed and throws all the pillows away, all the while holding on to the side of his rib that has binding from his injuries. Now that I realized how he’s literally struggling to move because of some broken bones in his body, I wanted to give myself a good smack in the head for forcing the situation.
“Alexei-”
“Did I fucking tell you to speak, Arabella?” He growls with such arrogance, I do not know if I’m gonna be amused or be worried or both.
I bit my lower lip and chose not to say another word. My heart started to bang inside my ribcage as he removes his shirt and boxer shorts off revealing his perfectly sculpted abdominal muscles and his totally inked right arm and neck. The freshly tattooed head of the wolf now sits prominently in the same exact place as that of Nikolai’s tattoo on his neck.
And then, lo and behold, his arousal revealed exactly how mad Alexei Viktor Volkov is at this very moment. Butterflies run amok at the pit of my stomach as the rush of excitement and fear overwhelm my body.
He fished his belt from the floor and went to his brother to take the other Volkov’s belt. The clinking of the material in both ends of the belts made my heart thump in my chest as I am undeniably thrilled.
Alexei took my wrists, fastened them firmly and ties the other end to the poles on the headboard of his bed effectively immobilizing my arms.
Now that I am in this position, for some reason, I suddenly feel bare and exposed. I realized I am not that bold after all. My insecurity surely knows when to ruin the friggin moment!
I mean, look at these two. They are the most gorgeous men I have ever seen in my life and they have an overflowing charm to match it with. And they are the most loyal to me, their wife.
Meanwhile, I am here, laying in bed, very pregnant and looking like a starfish.
I closed my legs, curled them together and looked sideways. I did not even realize that the two are already standing by the bed looking at me with a puzzled look on their faces.
Nikolai who is now half-naked, intertwines his arms in front of him while Alexei’s hands are on his waist, his head tilted to the side like he was trying to figure out what’s happening.
“Uhm. Princess?”
“Baby, we’re ready.”
“Uh can we do this until I give birth? My belly is just right there you know.” I replied, heat crawling up my face.
“Yes we know, and so is that p*ssy. Now spread those sexy legs.” Nikolai retorted.
The two sat down the bed, Nikolai to my right while Alexei is to my left. Nikolai completely gets naked while his brother is brushing aside strands of my hair from my face.
“The belts?” I asked.
“Nah. The belts stay. Sometimes, I like you this way. Restrained. Being a good bad girl.” Alexei replied teasingly.
“Well, sometimes I’d like the two of you to kiss but…” I tried my luck again to see them kiss but Nikolai quickly replies.
“How about we stick to the pussy?” He said, obviously evading my suggestion.
While I thought we are just talking, I realized that the two are already doing their own thing. Alexei licks my n! pples while sucking it like his brother usually does when he wants to sleep every night. His other hand is reaching for my other n! pple, squeezing it.
Nikolai is now spreading my legs apart, tracing the tip of his tongue in my slit. I can literally feel his warm wet tongue dip in my hole and then dragging it up to my cl! t in repeated motion like he’s licking ice cream.
My toes curled as Nikolai buries half of his scruffy face to lap my pearl in all friggin direction while his brother stimulates my n! pples like he’s been deprived of food.
At this point, I want to scream in pleasure but I know very well that Yuri, Boris, Dimitri and Andrey are all out there sleeping.
To my surprise, Alexei spreads my legs even wider so that my feet are already pointing upwards.
“You are so fucking beautiful.” He said as he looks at me with his mouth hilariously shiny.
“Hey Boss, you have something on your-” Alexei said teasingly, gesturing to his brother that his mouth is sparkling with a mixture of my p*ssy juice and his saliva. Nikolai however looked unbothered as he returns to eating me out.
I can already feel my cl! t pulsate. Admittedly, pregnancy made me extra sensitive especially down there. I swear, even the slightest touch makes me whimper. Being apart from my husbands for a while did not help my raging sexual libido. Now that I am with them feels like quenching the thirst.
At this point, my legs started to tremor as I was about to come.
“Alexei, Nikolai-” I called out under my breath. My back arched as chills run down my spine like tiny volts of electric current flowing through my veins.
Everything around me turned blurry. There are colorful circles floating around as my world moved in slow motion. With eyes half shut, I came in Nikolai’s mouth in a blissful release.
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