Page 41 of Twisted Vows

I nodded, my eyes fluttering closed as I focused on the sensation of them both inside me. Malachi’s fingers traced lazy circles on my hips, sending shivers down my spine as he began to thrust.

“Open your eyes, Nika,” Rurik said softly, his voice a command.

I opened my eyes, meeting his gaze as he began to move too. “Just relax and let us take care of you.”

I closed my eyes again, focusing on the sensation of their bodies moving in sync as they took me higher and higher. It was a dance, a rhythm that seemed to resonate. They controlled everything about my motions but seemed to be in perfect sync, and after the initial discomfort faded, pleasure liked I’d never known took over.

“You feel so good.” Rurik groaned, his voice tight with restraint. “So tight and warm.”

I moaned, my body responding to his words as I got closer to the edge. It was too much, the sensation of their cocks filling me completely as they moved inside me. How could I hold off my orgasm? At the same time, I didn’t want this to end.

“I’m going to come.” I gasped as the first waves of pleasure spiraled through me.

“Not yet,” said Malachi, his fingers digging into my hips as he increased his pace. “Hold on, solnyshko. Just a little longer, and we can go together.”

I nodded, trembling as I fought to stave off the incredible release. It was a battle to keep myself from falling over the edge as they drove me higher and higher.

“Now.” Rurik thrust inside me one final time. His cock twitched as he started to come.

Malachi’s cock was quivering now too, and he drove into me with one final, powerful thrust. It was too much, and I screamed, my body shaking as I came apart at the seams. It was an indescribable release and surrender to the pleasure that consumed me as their cocks pulsed inside me.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, my back collapsed onto Malachi’s chest, my body spent and exhausted. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as Rurik pressed a kiss to my forehead as he carefully slipped out of my pussy.

“You did so well, solnyshko,” whispered Malachi, his voice filled with pride. “I’m so proud of you.”

I smiled, heart swelling with love as I looked up at Rurik. He was smiling too, his eyes filled with a warmth that seemed to light up the room.

“Thank you,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with emotion. “Both of you.”

They nodded, their hands gentle as they stroked my hair and traced patterns on my skin. Malachi turned me onto my side, tucking me against him, and Rurik curled against my front. The moment encapsulated a connection that seemed to transcend the physical as we lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms.

As the night wore on, we talked and laughed, sharing stories and secrets as we lay tangled in the sheets. It was a night I would never forget, a memory that would stay with me forever. As I drifted off to sleep near dawn, surrounded by the warmth of their bodies, I decided this was something I could never give up. It was worth any risk or danger to be with them.

***

I jolted awake, heart pounding as the remnants of the nightmare lingered in my mind. The cold, damp concrete beneath me, the sound of Levon’s voice echoing in my ears, the searing pain of his blows... I gasped for air, trembling as I tried to shake off the memories.

“Shh, it’s okay, solnyshko,” said Malachi, his arms tightening around me as he pulled me closer. “You’re safe now.”

I buried my face in his chest, inhaling the familiar scent of his cologne as I tried to calm my racing heart. Rurik’s hand stroked my hair, his touch gentle and soothing as he whispered words of comfort in my ear.

“We’ve got you,” he said softly. “You’re safe with us.”

I nodded, gradually relaxing as I absorbed their soothing words. I was safe now, in their arms, and far away from the horrors of my kidnapping. As the images faded, I was left with the stark reality of my feelings for these two men. “I don’t want to be without you,” I whispered as I shyly lifted my head from Malachi’s chest. “I know it’s crazy, and we haven’t known each other for very long, but I can’t imagine my life without you.”

Rurik smiled, his eyes softening as he leaned in to press a gentle kiss to my forehead. “You’ve been ours for a long time, Nika,” he said softly. “We’ve just been waiting for you to realize it.”

Malachi’s hand trailed down my side, his fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path along my hip. “We’ll keep you safe, loved, and fully satisfied,” he said, his voice low and husky as he started to finger me again now that I was relaxing from the nightmare.

I moaned, my body responding to his touch as I arched into his hand. Rurik’s lips found mine, his kiss a gentle contrast to the relentless assault of Malachi’s insistent fingers. Heat was building within me as a slow burn that threatened to consume me whole.

“I need you, both of you.”

Malachi’s eyes darkened, a flicker of hunger igniting their depths. He guided me onto my back, his powerful body covering mine as he claimed my mouth in a searing kiss. Rurik’s hands roamed my body, his touch a delicate dance.

Together, they worshipped my body all over again, their hands and mouths exploring every inch of my skin as they drove me higher and higher. I moaned, my body writhing beneath their touch as I surrendered to the pleasure that threatened to overwhelm me.

“Please,” I begged, my voice barely a whisper as I arched into their touch. “I need more.”

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