Made in Vengeance

I pumped my finger inside of me, going faster and faster from his voice.

My legs trembled. I was close.

So close.

“Add another finger,” Nikolay said. “Stretch yourself for me. Pretend it’s my dick moving in you, baby, fucking you roughly until all you’re capable of is screaming and coming.”

My back arched as I added another finger. I was so wet now that I could hear the sound I made whenever I moved back in.

“That’s it, baby girl. Do you like that? Take your fingers out and rub your clit for me. We all know how much you love doing a little clit play,” Mikhail said.

I pulled my fingers out and rubbed my clit.

“Are you doing it?” Mikhail asked.

“Y-yeah,” I responded.

“How does it feel?” This came from Nikolay, and I could almost imagine the arrogant smile gracing his lips right now.

“Good,” I said. So good.

“Then come for us, pet,” Damien chimed in, his voice rough from his arousal. I didn’t know where they were, but the thought that they might be somewhere in public—not in public viewing, but not anywhere private either—all sporting hard-ons for me, was too much to bear.

I came, doing as Mikhail asked and screaming out my release.

“That’s good. Fuck, kotyonok. I can’t wait to get back home to you later.”

“Yeah,” I panted, trying to catch my breath. “Me too.”

“Be good,” Damien said gruffly.

“Or not good. Be naughty, and I can give you that spanking you’ve been begging for,” Nikolay said, a smile in his voice.

I gasped as I heard laughter ringing out through the line, then they hung up.

I shook my head and sat up on the bed, looking around.

I was still stuck at the penthouse while they went out to rule the world.

I didn’t know when they would be back, but I didn’t feel like sitting here, waiting for them. But where would I go?

My eyes moved around the room until they landed on my eReader.

I smiled, getting an idea.