“Tell me.”
“I love you. I love you. I fucking love you.”
He thrust his finger in and out of me. “Tell me you’re mine, princess.”
“I’m yours. Please, Nikolay.”
“Tell me you’re never leaving me.”
He pumped faster. Tremors wracked my body. I was almost there.
“I’m never leaving you,” I parroted.
“Fuck. Then come, princess. Come.”
I came from his words.
I came so hard that I almost forgot where I was and what happened for a moment. My muscles gave out, and I lay over his lap, unable to hold myself up.
Nikolay pulled me up, so I was sitting on his lap. I let out a small hiss in pain when my butt touched the rough fabric of his jeans.
He smiled at that.
I looked up at him, taking in his wild green eyes. He cupped my cheeks with both hands, and I didn’t know if it was the spanking or the orgasm, but something broke inside me.
“I was so scared when I woke up in that room,” I said for the first time. “So scared.”
“Princess,” he breathed, positioning us, so I was lying on top of him. His hand came down and cupped my ass, anchoring me to him. I winced, though I didn’t stop him. Right now, I just needed to focus on his touch. “It’s okay, now. You’re home, safe with us.”
I could only nod at that. I was safe now. But the fact that Francisco claimed to be my father still ran in my mind.
If he was telling the truth, then Angelo Agnello wasn’t my father. And I wondered if Agnello had known all along that he wasn’t my father.
I swallowed.
“What is it?” Nikolay asked.
The door to the room opened, and I jumped at the noise. Nikolay tightened his arms around me, glaring over at the two men who had just come in.
“Sorry,” Mikhail said, getting on the bed and pulling me from Nikolay. He set me on his lap, facing him.
I shifted, feeling a little self-conscious that I was once again naked in front of these three men while they were still fully clothed.
He hugged me tightly, his hand moving over the bare skin on my back. “Fuck, kotyonok. Do you know how terrified I was when Leo called and said you were taken?”
“I’m sorry.”
“Nothing for you to apologize for, pet,” Damien said, sitting beside us and cupping the back of my head with one large hand.
I turned my face until I made eye contact with Damien. He looked terrible, his dark eyes tinged with something I didn’t understand.
“Did they touch you?” he asked.
I shook my head.
“You should have let me blow their fucking heads off,” Nikolay said, frustration in his voice as he sat up on the bed. All my men now surrounded me. For the first time all day, I felt my heart calming.
I turned to Nikolay. He tugged on my hair, his green eyes dark with anger. “Why are you protecting them, princess?”