Free The Romanov's Pursuit by Eve Vaughn Page B

Nya. I want you to see me fucking you so good. And when I’m finished, Blade is going to do the same.”
    “Damn right I am.”
    Despite having just experienced an orgasm, her body still responded to Cutter’s . She glanced in Blade’s direction to see him gently fisting his cock, seeming to match the rhythm of Cutter’s thrusts as he moved in and out of her.
    “Can’t. Hold. On. Much. Longer. Pussy. So. Tight. Feels…so good,” Cutter grunted. He covered her mouth with his before exploding inside of her. She felt ropes of his hot seed fill her, giving her the life essence her body craved.
    Cutter collapsed on top of her, his breathing ragged. Nya was just getting used to the weight of his body pressed into hers when he rolled off of her. She didn’t get a chance to mourn the loss of his warmth however because Blade immediately took his place. He slid into her channel and began to stroke her pussy gently at first before picking up the pace. Soon he was moving within her fast and hard.
    Nya wanted to scream so badly but her pride wouldn’t allow her. Her body had already betrayed her; she wouldn’t give them their final victory. As Blade pounded into her Cutter played with her breasts, twirling and pinching her nipples. The added sensation was more than she could handle. She was so close to reaching her peak yet again.
    While both men were aggressive and intense in their attention toward her, she noticed the subtle differences in their styles. Cutter was more straightforward, while Blade liked to take his time. But both ways were infinitely satisfying.
    “Fuck!” Blade shouted as he shot his seed deep inside her thirsty cunt.
    Nya thought then they’d be done with her but she was mistaken because once Blade pulled out, Cutter was back.
    “I can’t…” she moaned.
    “You can and you will. Like I said before. It’s going to be a long night.” And with that , he slid inside of her.

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

 
    Chapter Seven
    Blade pressed a light kiss on Nya’s naked shoulder.
    “No more,” she moaned, her eyes still firmly shut.
    Even in her sleep , she continued to fight them. He and Cutter had taken turns fucking Nya. They’d claimed every inch of her body, leaving not a single inch of her unexplored. By the time they were finished with her, Nya had fallen into a deep satisfying sleep. Despite taking her over and over again, his cock was hard again but there was nothing he could do about it at the moment. Nya needed her rest.
    She wiggled her hips as if she was trying to get more comfortable. Her curvy bottom rubbed against his member, eroding his resolve to allow her to rest.
    “I want to take her again but she needs her sleep,” Cutter broke into his thoughts.
    Nya was sandwiched in between them with her back flush with Blade’s torso while she faced Cutter. If she kept wiggling, he’d wake her up and take her from behind or perhaps he would slide his cock into her tight ass. A smile touched his lips as he imagined doing just that.
    “Did you hear what I said, Blade?”
    “Yes, but I was only thinking about waking her. I’m not going to but I’m sure you’re tempted too.”
    “ Of course , I am. We rode her hard tonight. No doubt she’ll be sore when she wakes up.”
    “Probably. When she wakes, we’ll probably take her again.” Blade couldn’t help smiling at the idea. Nya was his addiction that he couldn’t get enough of. Being inside of her was now his new favorite thing in the world.
    She stirred again. “No,” whispered. “Not again.”
    It was clear Nya was still asleep but the timing of her nocturnal mumbling seemed to be in response to their conversation. But for some odd reason, Blade had a feeling she was referring to something else.
    She’s dreaming, I think , Cutter spoke in his mind.
    That ferocious frown on her face tells me that it’s not a pleasant one.
    “No!” she cried out. “Don’t take him. Please. I’ll do anything.”