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He grumbles, “At your command.”

In one movement, he hoists himself onto the large table and pushes Viktor aside.

“Get under her.” Niko wastes no time, moving to my front and yanking my shorts down in one go. Leaving me bare to him. His rough fingers find the scars and bruises left behind along my inner thighs. “After this, you will allow me to hurt these savages the way that they deserve.”

Viktor readjusts us until I am sitting back on his lap, my legs spread open. I allow these men to manhandle me. I want them to because I allowed it.

I can feel each of their touches and they scorch me, causing sweeping waves of neediness to shoot directly to my core. It brings me firmly back to reality. To the here and now. “Are you going to fuck me or what?”

“Or what.” Niko chuckles as he lowers his head between the apex of my thighs. His hot breath against my skin causes me to squirm, but Viktor’s sturdy hands wrap around me in a vice grip, finding their way into my shirt.

Niko’s mouth makes his way upwards until he finds my clit.

A surprising noise leaves my body. A moan. “Fuck.”

“How appropriate,” Viktor grunts as his fingers pinch and roll my nipples.

I find myself pressing upwards for more.

He applies more pressure, and a gasp escapes my lips.

“You like it rough, don’t you?”

I hum my agreement.

I do when I can control how rough.

Before I can voice that, Niko’s fingers find their way inside my cunt. I am now wedged fully between both men, attempting to move in any direction for more friction.

Niko pushes a steady rhythm into me while his tongue flicks against my clit.

“Fuck, fuck,fuck.” That is the last I am able to speak. Viktor and Niko simultaneously speed up. My nipples have long since hardened, and Viktor is pinching them; it’s right at the edge of pain and pleasure.

Niko’s teeth graze my clit while his fingers find a spot just inside that he keeps curling into, leaving me breathless.

It only takes a few more seconds before I am screaming from my release. Years of pent-up frustration and pain. A wet mess between the men.

I feel better than I have any right to.

“That’s enough for now. You have some business to get to, don’t you?” Niko kisses the inside of my thigh before pulling my shorts up.

He sits back on his knees and just looks at me. He is staring directly into my soul, and I suddenly feel unsure. Viktor slowly removes his hands from my shirt and presses a soft kiss on my neck.

“We need to leave soon,” the words are a faint whisper in my ear, and distract me from Niko.

“I understand,” I state, resigned. The after-cum bliss is quickly shifting. I harden my shoulders and find Stephan and Bryton. Stephan has managed to flip his chair on its side, but Bryton is exactly where we left him.

“You don’t understand.” Niko’s voice is husky, warm. “We mean to bring you with us.”

My head snaps so fast to him that it cracks. “Why would you do that?”

“Because we have the same interests. Ridding this country of the evil in it.” Viktor’s hot breath fans across my neck, causing goosebumps to prickle up. “But ultimately it is yourchoice. We would never take that from you. But allow us to help you.”

I muddle the words around in my mind. Years of being saturated in the darkest depths has created a sixth sense. I can tell that these two men do not mean me any harm. That I would be safe. “I can leave when I want? I won’t become a part of your gang?”

Niko laughs. “You are free to do as you wish. But first, I think you have some business to finish?” He offers me a hand.

I take it, and he gently tugs me out of Viktor’s lap into his arms.