HUNTER
I stare into Nik’s eyes, his pupils blown, his skin covered in a sheen of sweat as Iris sits in his lap, sated, flushed, and so damn gorgeous my chest hurts.
“Peaches.” She looks at me, her cheeks rosy, her eyes hooded, and fuck, she looks so damn sexy. “It’s time for Nik to finally learn his lesson.” She takes a shuddered breath, clearly understanding my meaning as she gives Nik a quick peck on the cheek, then gets off him, leaving a big fucking mess in his lap. “Thank you for the lube, baby.”
Nik’s nostrils flare as I step into his space, grabbing his short hair in my fist and pulling tightly, tilting his head back until he’s looking up at me. He hisses, and I chuckle, staring straight into those gorgeous fucking brown eyes of his.
“You’re going to watch our boy eat your cum out of her pussy while I use it to fuck that tight arse of yours,” I tell him, his body trembling as my words hit home. “And you’re not allowed to come. You’re lucky I let you just then, but you won’t come again until we see you back in England and your cunt of a father is dead, understood?”
My dick is a steel rod in my shorts, and I glance down to see he is quickly filling up again.
“Understood…Daddy,” he replies, and fuck me, having him under my power like this is a head rush I never knew I needed.
“Good boy,” I coo, bending down to rub my cheek against his, our stubble rasping. “Now turn around, shorts down, and bed over the bed for Daddy.”
His whole body shudders, and I smirk, swiping my hand over his now hard dick, gathering up his and Iris’s cum to use as lube, just like I promised. I’m a man of my word after all. He hisses out a breath, but I move back, giving him enough space to do as I ordered.
A female moan has my gaze darting to the bed, to find Roman with his face buried in between my Peaches’ thighs, her discarded knickers left in a ruined pile on the sheets. I open my fly, pulling my rock-hard cock out and coating my shaft with the lube of two of my baby’s.
Rowan approaches the bed, his dick out, and Iris twists her face to the side.
“You’re still on a ban, Roo,” she tells him in a breathy voice, and a deep chuckle falls from my lips. Glad I’m not the only one, though unlike me, Rowan doesn’t have two other willing holes to use.
He gives her a smile that has most men shitting themselves as he gets on the bed. I watch as he holds his hand out, palm out, under her lips.
“Spit.” Her eyes widen, but she obeys and his grin grows. “Again.”
Pleasure skates up my spine as I work my dick, watching as he makes her do it two more times. Then he takes his hand, coating his hard length with her saliva, and I have to grip my base hard to stop myself from coming at the thought of coating myself like he is.
My gaze snaps to the man in front of me, who’s waiting exactly as I instructed, shorts down and shirt off, bent over the side of the bed, trembling, ready, and waiting. I admire the sight for a few moments, making him wait even longer, his body twitching with anticipation.
“Such a beautiful boy,” I praise, my free hand gliding down his spine. He gasps, his body arching into the touch. “And all ready for his Daddy to fuck him raw.”
Two deep moans and a lighter, more feminine one sound around me, and I flick my gaze to find Iris and Roman looking at us, their gazes lust-filled.
“Did I tell you to stop eating her, Baby Boy?” I question with an arched brow, and he blinks, shaking his head before dropping his lips back to her sopping core. “Good boy.”
“Oh god,” Iris moans, and I smirk, knowing she loves my dirty talk as much as Roman, and clearly Nik.
I look back down at the man before me, taking my hand from my dick and trailing my fingers over his arse cheeks, watching as his skin shudders.
“I’ll be kind and warm you up first. It is your first time after all, Sweetheart,” I tell him softly, probing between his cheeks until I find his hole. “Deep breath, darling.”
He does as I say, and I push one finger inside him, his rasping moan going straight to my cock and making it weep for him. I work my finger in and out slowly, waiting for him to start to push back against it before adding another.
“Fuck, Hunt,” he snarls, his back dotted with sweat, which I plan to lick off once I’m inside him.
“Keep breathing for me, darling, you’re doing so well taking Daddy’s fingers, getting ready for me to fuck your tight hole,” I coo, and once again a chorus of moans fills my ears.
I soon add another finger, working until he’s panting, cursing in Russian, and then I pull them out, leaving him gasping.
“Hunt,” he keens, twisting to look back at me, but I use my free hand to turn his face back to watch Iris, who’s panting and looks to be close to another orgasm.
“You keep your eyes on her,” I order, lining my tip up with his entrance. “Roman, make our girl come while I push into him.”
“Yes, Daddy,” Roman replies, and my eyelids flutter. I fucking love the control. Knowing that they are all following my instructions sends tingles up and down my spine.
Focusing back down, I notch my head at Nik’s hole, my heart pounding at the line we are about to cross. Things won’t be the same after this. He’ll truly be mine and there’s no going back. I should tell him, but I’m a bastard and don’t want to give him an out. So instead, I slowly push forward, my vision almost blacking out when I pass the tight ring of muscle.
“Fuck— Daddy— Fuck,” he rasps, his fists clenched in the sheets, his voice a deep, gritty moan that has my teeth clenching to stop me from coming like a two pump chump.
“You’re so tight, Sweetheart. Gripping Daddy’s cock like you know it’s where it belongs,” I grit out, pushing further in.
My entire body feels like it’s on fire, and Iris’s moans as she climaxes again has my hips punching forward, seating myself fully and balls deep in his arse.
Fuck. Me.
I have to hold still, both my hands on his hips, holding him as I try to fucking breathe through this exquisite torture.
“Please, Daddy,” he pleads beneath me, pushing back against me as he seeks friction, letting me know he’s ready for more.
“I’ve got you baby,” I tell him gently, pulling out just to thrust back in with a force that I didn’t intend. I wanted to take this slow, to let him get used to it, but he’s driving me fucking wild. “You feel so fucking good, Sweetheart.”
He just cries in response, his face pressed against the bed sheets, and I tut. “Eyes on our girl, baby.” He follows my instruction, and I glance up as my hips keep moving, thrusting in and out of him like I need this to breathe. Iris is still panting, her eyes heavy as she watches us, Roman too, and Rowan keeps himself on the edge, his fist moving up and down his hard length like he has all the time in the world. He does like to edge himself. “Fuck that perfect pussy, Baby Boy, while I ruin his beautiful hole.” All three of them moan at my words, and it’s the finest symphony. “Make her come again.”
“I–I c–can’t, Daddy,” she pleads, her eyes glistening as Roman gets on his knees, grabbing a pillow and placing it beneath her hips.
“You can and you will because Daddy demands it of you,” I tell her simply, watching as her breathing hitches when Roman pushes into her.
“Shit, Princess,” he groans, sinking deep, his eyes fixed on the place they are joined. “I want to spend forever buried inside you.”
I pick up my pace, matching his until we are in sync, fucking them both with abandon. I take out my worry on Nik, my terror that he will leave us and never return. That something will happen to him that is beyond my control.
“You’ll come back to me,” I snarl, one of my hands leaving his hip to tangle in his hair and pull him upright until his back is pressed against my chest. “You will not fucking leave me forever, understood?”
“Y–yes, Daddy,” he replies, one of his arms coming up, his hand gripping the back of my neck and pulling me closer.
“Fucking swear it,” I order, pounding so hard into him his entire body jolts.
“I–I swear it. I’ll stay alive,” he utters, his nails digging into my skin, but I don’t care. I want his mark, and need to mark him back so everyone knows he is mine.
I clamp my mouth over the skin of his neck, sucking and sinking my teeth into the flesh until I taste copper. He cries out, his hold tightening around me until it’s like a vice and I detonate.
I bury myself deep inside him, my dick pulsing with each spurt of my cum that fills him, making him inside and out as belonging to me. My nerves all fire simultaneously, my body lighting up like lightning is running through me. I can’t breathe, can’t think or see, just feel as I make Nikolai Petrov mine.
It feels like hours later, but is probably only minutes when I bat my eyelashes open, removing my mouth from his neck. I smirk when I see the deep bruise, bloody teeth marks inside. I place a soft kiss over the mark, and he shivers, both our chests heaving, then I loosen my grip on his hair but stay inside him as I wrap my arms around his sweat-slicked body, pulling him into a hug.
“You were perfect, Sweetheart,” I whisper, my eyes stilling when I see the streak of cum on the bed right in front of him. “Naughty boy, coming when I told you not to.”
He huffs a laugh but sinks into my embrace, and I nuzzle my face against his neck, not really angry.
“You made it impossible not to, Daddy,” he mumbles, and I kiss the side of his neck again.
“I’ll have to punish you again, baby,” I tell him, my breath catching when his hole tightens around me. “Though something tells me you like my punishments a bit too much.”
“We all like them, Daddy,” Roman states, pulling out of Iris who is slumped on the bed, also covered in Rowan’s cum, which he’s currently rubbing into her skin like it’s her personal moisturiser.
“Brats, the lot of you,” I mutter, pulling out of Nik, and he gasps, dropping down onto the bed, uncaring that he just landed in his own cum.
“But you wouldn’t have us any other way,” Iris says, her eyes open and looking at me. Her cheeks are even more rosy than before, a dopey smile on her face that makes me feel all warm inside.
“No, I wouldn’t, Peaches,” I tell her, my body languid as I turn and stride into the bathroom.
Luckily Rowan locked the door when Iris climbed onto Nik’s lap. Not that the staff here would have come in. They know the score, and we are paying them for their discretion. So I don’t worry about walking around naked, getting a couple of washcloths and turning on the shower for Iris.
Coming back out, I pause in the doorway, admiring the sight before me for just a moment. Rowan is playing big spoon to Iris, Roman facing her as Nik is big spoon to him. My family, all snuggled together and safe.
I get a moment of dizziness, my heartbeat racing as I think about what’s coming, the danger we are all about to be in. I fucking hate splitting up, loathe the lack of control it gives me. It’s the way forward, the best of a shitty situation, but I can’t stop the pit that opens in my stomach that warns of danger. Of tragedy.
“Daddy?” Iris’s soft voice breaks me from my morbid thoughts, and I shake myself as if that will rid me of them. It works to a degree, though there’s that lingering churning in my gut that I know won’t go away until this is done with.
“Coming, Peaches,” I reply, walking to the bed, to the people who are most precious to me.
I won’t let anyone take them, not a single one. I will fight the fucking devil to prevent the loss, and I will win, because Hunter Anderson doesn’t let anyone take what belongs to him.
