Page 49 of Tangled Vows

“Thanks for the explanation, but it wasn’t necessary,” I say, sliding down Leonid’s chest. “You got rid of him. That’s all that matters to me. Listen...” I take a deep breath. “I need to take a shower. We can talk about this all you like later, okay? But for now, get ready for me.”

“Go ahead,” Leonid encourages, his sexy smile reappearing.

I turn away from them, my heart still pounding in my chest. My men have just given me the best news. I can touch them. I can feel them. They are unharmed. Leonid kept his promise.

The large shower in the bathroom has never looked more inviting. I take off my clothes and leave them on the hamper by the sink, happiness spreading through my insides. I step over the side of the bathtub and bend down to turn on the faucet. Hot water hits me as I tip my head back, my lips curled into a smile of bliss. Streams running down my chest, I sit on the floor. Tension evaporates from my body with every second that goes by. A sense of relaxation enveloping me, I close my eyes and spread my left arm over the side of the enclosure and use the right one to rub water up and down my chest.

“Smoking hot. Keep it up.”

A raspy whisper caresses my ears, and my eyes snap open. Leonid is bending down over me in all his naked glory, his face an inch from mine. Right beside him, Ivan is taking in my nudity, the tip of his tongue sticking out from the corner of his lips. His cut shoulders form shadows over his arms. He’s completely naked, his gaze lingering on my breasts before traveling up my body to meet mine.

“You are so bad,” I say in a husky voice as waves of arousal crash through me. I toss my arm around Leonid’s neck and pull him close. Ivan brushes his fingers across my calf. Leonid’s hand massages my stomach.

Hunger takes hold of me. Hunger to touch and be touched.

I roll my shoulder and keep my legs apart, my other arm clasping Leonid’s shoulder. Ivan’s fingers scrape up my inner thigh. My core is already welcoming with the first traces of moisture. God, I’ve been needing this for far too long: the night where my men and I would finally be free of danger. The night when they would both claim me and offer me pleasure, without worrying about any dangerous men wanting to kill us.

The tip of Ivan’s finger circles my entrance. I whimper in Leonid’s mouth. He squeezes my breast and rubs his thumb over my nipple, shivers starting to envelop my body. My toes curl as Ivan’s middle and index fingers make contact with my clit. A gentle rub later, I ease my hips off the bathtub, showing my need for more.

Ivan doesn’t disappoint. Trailing his thumb up my slit, his fingers then run a complete circle around my clit. I tilt my head back and bite my lower lip, a moan escaping me. I gaze up into Leonid’s eyes, only one thing dominating my thoughts.

“I want your cock,” I growl, gripping the firm skin of his neck. “Right now.”

He doesn’t verbalize. Instead, he straightens himself up, presenting his throbbing manhood, his friend joining me in the bathtub. I reach up and stroke Leonid’s balls for a moment, Ivan grabbing my ankles. He raises my legs in the air and bends towards me, my fingers running up Leonid’s shaft. I tease the tip with my thumb, the sound of Ivan’s groans mixing with his friend’s grunts.

I exhale hard before guiding Leonid to my mouth. I take the tip in, making his body stiffen. His saltiness fills my taste buds. I lick a tiny drop of pre-cum off. Ivan is not making this easy for me at all. He French kisses my pussy, the tip of his tongue nudging my clit before his lips travel down my slit. They move up, collecting some of my juices.

I use my free hand to turn off the faucet, Leonid’s shaft sliding further down my throat.

“You’re so fucking hungry,” Leonid groans, his thigh muscles clenching.

“Mmmm-hmmmm,” I hum, bobbing my head up and down on his cock. Ivan’s tongue teases my entrance. My pussy throbs. I lean forward and put my hand on top of his head. I press him down onto me, aching for some more of his moves. Little do I know about the surprise he has in store for me. He pushes the tip of his tongue through my folds, sending delicious sensations throughout my body. I moan harder, my legs dangling over his shoulders as more of his tongue penetrates me.

I am lost in a cloud of lust and desire, my mouth stretching around Leonid’s cock. Ivan is pushing his tongue in and out of me, my juices spreading across it. His friend rolls his hips back and forth, searching for more satisfaction. And I’m going to give him more. He earned it, just like Ivan. By keeping me safe. By protecting me and disposing of anybody who meant us harm.

I grip the shaft and pull it out of my mouth, enjoying its stiffness in my fist. Moan after moan flies out of my mouth, and I struggle to focus on Leonid. My eyes are getting blurrier by the second; Ivan’s assault on my senses continuing without relent. In this flurry of sensations, I look down. I flash a sexy smile at Ivan and curl my index finger towards him.

“You’re fucking delicious, Clare,” he praises, putting an end to his worship. He sits up, taking his manhood in his palm. He strokes the tip as I lick my lips and spread my legs wider. I can’t believe my drive. I’m acting like I haven’t been with anyone in months. I feel his throbbing manhood at my entrance, shifting my gaze to Leonid’s rock-hard cock. I cup his balls, squeezing my eyes shut.

My pussy spreads around his friend’s shaft, welcoming him in inch by inch. With a harder moan, I shove him back into my mouth. I lick my way down the side of his shaft, Ivan’s deep hard strokes offering me waves of erotic bliss.

They’re under my spell now. They’re both inside me, in search for more satisfaction and pleasure.

Ivan kisses my ankle and leans forward and drives deeper into me. His strokes are sending ripples down my thighs, my pussy gripping him tighter. I rub my clit faster, understanding just how close my orgasm is. I keep Leonid’s cock more than halfway in my mouth, groaning all over his length as my climax slams into me. My entire body surrenders to tremendous sensations, more of my juices mixing with Ivan’s pre-cum.

“You look so hot when you come with my dick in your mouth,” Leonid says, before I slide him out. A large drop of my saliva dribbles down the center of his shaft. I snake my tongue out of my mouth. Ivan pulls his drenched cock out of me, purring and stroking my thighs.

Within moments, they have switched places. Only now, I need something different. So, I turn around and present my ass to Leonid, my left hand on the bathtub floor. I reach across to pull Ivan closer, bringing his throbbing cock just inches from my face. He leans across, his hand flat against the wall, his other one cupping the back of my head.

“Oh, God!” I moan, the feel of Leonid’s rock-hard shaft filling my insides with satisfaction. He holds my ass cheeks apart a moment before his slap makes my body jerk forward. I feel its sting on my skin, swirling my tongue around the tip of Ivan’s cock. He withdraws more than halfway and fills me up once more, stretching out my soaking wet pussy.

I shake my ass from side to side, jerking Ivan in my palm, panting over the head of his manhood. He growls at the sensation of my lips on his shaft, tossing his head back.

“You want more, little one?” Leonid teases me, withdrawing yet again.

“All, baby,” I gasp out, my hand sticky with a mix of my juices and my saliva. “I want it all.

“Then, take it all,” he commands, stroking me deeper. Feeling him all the way in, I look back at him over my shoulder. We make eye contact, my ass cheeks wobbling hard as his delicious penetration sends me closer and closer to heavenly bliss. I look up at the flexing muscles in Ivan’s stomach, his enormous chest heaving over me. He bucks into my fist faster, telling me he’s not far from fulfillment.

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