Their Vengeance: Siren's Revenge Book Two

14. Pasha

Fyodor’s Rules #41 - Never fight an enemy alone when you can take them on together.

With Alexei”s help, I isolated the glamour effect his sister and cousin were using to disguise themselves whenever they came into town. After I hadn”t been able to find Sasha, and then Darya seemed to just appear in random places, I knew they had to be hiding themselves somehow. There were lots of types of magic which could hide a person. Even I could turn invisible for short periods of time, although I rarely used it. It amped up any desire I was feeling, and it wasn”t always the easiest thing to control. Most likely, it’s responsible for the myths about my Scion predecessors sneaking into homes to seduce pretty women.

Alexei knew a lot more than most people gave him credit for. He wasn”t just a psychopath, wasn”t only a mindless monster. He was an Autumn courtier after all. And while they liked to be a scary bunch, they were also the court of secrets and magic. You didn”t get accepted without being at least a little intelligent. He had told me about the most likely glamours they were using, and even showed me a couple. Once I knew how they made a person invisible, or hard to detect, I could start writing the code to look for those gaps and absences in the camera footage.

It had taken a lot of work—and frustrating trial and error—but I had whooped and jumped out of my chair the first time I had seen one of those two bitches shimmer into sight on my screen. The endorphin high of coding wasn”t something I got to experience very often. The others didn”t need me to do a lot of hacking for them as we weren”t those sorts of criminals. Most of what I did was track money or find and erase camera footage. The challenge of this had been eating at me, but now I had beaten it, I felt on top of the world.

Maybe it was what had me so annoyed at being held back from the upcoming fight. I knew Nikolai and Fyodor were right, of course. I wasn”t an idiot. With three attacks happening simultaneously, we needed someone to coordinate everything. Also, I was the only one who knew any healing pact magic. Nikolai healed quickly as long as he had blood in his system, but he was the only one. It made sense to keep me out of the fight unless we were desperate, but it didn”t make me feel any better.

On the plus side, Nikolai was determined to make it up to me. I was sure he was using it as an excuse to work off his own tension, but I would not complain. While he and Yana had finally given in to what the rest of us could see, it hadn”t stopped them sniping at each other. Maybe Nikolai wasn”t used to dealing with a brat, as none of the rest of us were that way inclined. Sure, I could be sassy and a tease, but I didn”t think of myself as a brat.

I was in a pretty good mood in the lead up to the party. And I had even convinced Nikolai to let me take Yana out to shop for a new dress. She had plenty which would have been suitable, but I could see her cabin fever building up again. Lukas helped a little by taking her out to his new gun range, but there was something about shopping for clothing which soothed her soul in a way these other men wouldn”t understand. We had spent the afternoon in the dressing area of a designer I knew would match her style, drinking vodka and trying on clothes. I”d had to resist the urge to get the colors in my suit to match her dress. She was supposed to be Alexei”s fiancée, after all, but I knew she was going to blow their minds.

I couldn”t wait for the post-party, post-bloodbath fuck-fest. It was going to be stellar.

I had spent the last three weeks not only tracking the way Alexei”s siblings moved through the city, but Fiorenza as well. I made note of cars, preferred routes, and security. Basically, anything which could prove useful to us. Nikolai had met with Fiorenza a few times at the hotel, which helped a lot. I”d been able to give Lukas three choices of ambush location, and he had finally settled on one. You would have thought I had asked him which finger he wanted to give up, the way he had agonized over the selection.

There was a buzz of excitement in the air as we went over the plans for each of the women. Vengeance wasn’t really my style if I was being honest. I didn”t like to hold on to grudges; I preferred to live and let live. But some slights could not be forgiven. I could still remember the panic we had all felt when we had been told Yana and Fyodor were dead. The way we had thrown whatever we could find in the house into our bags and run.

Even worse than that day had been the one two weeks afterward. As we tried to deal with our anger, grief, and fear by taking out all the hitmen. We wondered if walking past a window was going to spell our deaths. Feeling like I was being hunted was not something I wanted to experience ever again. It”s why any time we had to deal with someone trying to fuck us over, I always tried to talk the boys into settling it as quickly as possible. And it rarely took much. Drawing things out was bad for business, after all. But I didn”t like the thought of other people having to feel the way I did as a teen.

Maybe I was as soft-hearted as people liked to think.

The security cameras in the penthouse foyer had shown me Alexei and Lukas had both gone out for the evening. We didn”t want anyone to notice a change in our behavior. Lukas was patrolling with his men most nights. I went out, even though my heart wasn”t in it, and I didn”t bring anyone home. I put on a good enough show there weren”t any rumors, but I couldn”t wait for all of this to be over so I could settle down with my brothers and Yana. Settling down had never been on my agenda, but every time I looked at them now, it was all I could think about. The five of us with each other, making up for lost time.

I wasn”t going out tonight; I had other plans. Nikolai and Yana may have finally given in to each other, but those fleeting moments had been hard and fast in Nikolai”s office. They were blood soaked, leaving a trail of broken shelves and ruined books. I wanted in on the fun. Not to mention, Nikolai needed as much blood in his system as he could manage in the lead up to the fight.

Though I knew it was an excuse. A good excuse, but an excuse all the same.

I stopped in on Yana first. She didn”t have her own room yet, and we would have to change that eventually. Maybe we could take over the top two floors and move some of our things downstairs. It was something to think about once all of this was done and settled. Suggesting it now may jinx things, and I didn”t want to risk it. I needed to get her on my side. This was far more likely to go well if she and I both convinced Nikolai together. He may have the willpower to resist one of us, but both of us? No chance.

I was surprised when I found her in Alexei”s room, not Lukas”s. I think we had all kind of assumed most of her spare time would be spent with Lukas. They had been the closest before everything had gone down. Though now I often found her in Alexei”s company. Coming back from the basement, blood splatters on both of them; curled up on the couch, a book in her hands, while Alexei knitted whatever his latest project was beside her. Maybe her tastes had changed as she had grown. Or maybe they were getting in some practice, pretending to be engaged.

She was sitting at his desk, sharpening a set of knives. A look of pure concentration painted her face as her gloved hands ran the blade back and forth across the whetstone before checking the sharpness of the edge. I waited until she was done with the blade she was working on before I interrupted her. There wasn’t a risk of startling her. I had knocked before I opened the door, but I didn”t want to get a knife thrown at my head either. I had just gotten a haircut.

Yana set the knife down in line with the rest of them before she turned the chair to face me. She then crossed her legs and gave me a smile that seemed more mischief than anything else. “Pasha. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?”

The way she rolled the word pleasure around her mouth had me bracing myself against the doorway, disguising it by leaning inward. The distraction worked, her eyes going to the celestial ink that ran down both my arms before she forced herself to look back at my face.

“Nikolai has been working too hard, and I’m sure I don”t have to tell you what sort of impact it has on his mood. I was hoping you’d help me distract him a little. Or a lot.” The smirk I wore was one which promised a good time. All she had to do was agree with me.

“Nikolai is always in a bad mood, but I could use a break. Just to help him, of course.” She stood up, smoothing her dress down as she did, like what she was wearing wasn”t absolutely perfect. I didn”t know how she got her clothes to stay so crease-free. It was like she used her Siren powers to convince them all to remain perfectly smooth and sit exactly how she wanted them.

“Of course. You”re such a charitable person.” I offered her my arm with a wink, like I was a gentleman, and not a demon tempting her into an evening of sin. It was the little civilities that mattered. And Nikolai was going to be powerless to resist us.

I didn”t bother knocking as we reached his office. I would not give him any chance to refuse us. His mis-matched eyes widened as he saw Yana and I walk in together, but he was on the phone and couldn”t say anything against it. Fantastic. This was already going better than I could have hoped. Giving Yana a wink, I nudged her side and motioned for her to go to Nikolai while I approached his desk.

I was glad I only wore a tank top and sweatpants. It wasn”t my usual outfit, but sometimes you needed to dress for the activities you planned, and not for fashion.

Nikolai glared at me as I sank to my knees in front of his desk, but the moment he lost sight of me, I wasn”t worried about it anymore. Yana would take care of any protests he made while I crawled under his desk and settled between his legs.

I heard the strained “I am on the phone” he gave before he huffed in annoyance.

We hadn”t asked him to end his phone call. He didn”t need to for the start of this, in fact, it might be more fun if he didn”t. I was just sliding my hands up his thighs when I saw Yana take a seat on the desk. Her legs crossed, and her red-bottomed heels dangling in the air.

Nikolai was in so much trouble.

I could only imagine what she was doing as she sat there. I heard him stutter a response into the phone, but he still tried to carry on his conversation. Wanting to contribute more, I slid my hands higher, not yet reaching for his belt, just taking the moment to touch and tease him. To lean forward so he couldn”t quite feel my breath through the fabric, but know I was there. One of Yana”s feet was sliding up the back of his thigh, and I adjusted my hand so I could mirror her movements. His hips bucked a little, and I bit back a laugh. There was another slight stutter as he tried to answer whoever was on the phone. It must have been important if he hadn’t hung up yet. All he was doing was waving a red flag at me, begging for me to up the ante and get him to crack. Yana must have had the same idea as she moved across the desk. Now her feet were on the outside of his legs, with her own spread wide. She’d leaned forward and his tie was wrapped around her fist as she pulled him toward her for a kiss.

I couldn”t keep myself from laughing as the phone hit the floor beside his chair, and I hung up the call. Whoever it was could call back later. He was bound to punish the both of us for interrupting his work, but it was worth it. Hearing Russian curses growled at both of us in between the kisses was almost payment enough, although I had other plans.

We could have dragged this out for hours and kept him busy for the rest of the evening. But I knew there was still a lot to be done, and I didn”t want him to actually get upset when he finally calmed down again. I only wanted to play for a little while and relieve everyone of some tension. To that end, I decided not to keep teasing him. Instead, I slid my hands up to his belt, tugged it open, and pulled it free of his belt loops. I was about to drop it to the floor when he plucked it from my hands. Looking up for a moment, I could see the hunger in his eyes, and the promise of a punishment to come. It sent a shiver down my spine.

Fuck, I loved that look.

Swiftly, he had Yana”s hands in his, binding them with the belt. She was the one hissing curses now, but he soothed each one away with a kiss. I didn”t let myself get distracted, undoing his trousers and pulling the zipper down with my teeth. I was surprised to find him going commando under his suit pants, something highly unusual for him. My breath played over his cock as I shook my head with a sigh. “Anyone would think you were expecting to fuck one of us in this office, Nikolai?” The smirk he gave me in response told me it was exactly the reason. Quick access. Perfect for the fast and furious sex I’d heard him having with Yana.

It worked to my benefit now as I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock and ran my tongue up to the tip. Hearing him growl made me do it again and again until he grabbed me by the back of the head. “Keep fucking teasing me, Pasha. Let’s see where it gets you.” There was a genuine threat in his eyes. I wanted to push him further, to bring it out of him.

He must have known what he was doing to me as he let go of my hair, then turned his attention back to Yana. It wasn”t a dismissal so much as it was a reminder I had come here for a purpose. Ignoring Nikolai as he lifted Yana”s legs and set them over his shoulders, I leaned in and took the head of his cock into my mouth. My tongue ran along the ridge underneath as my hand pumped the base of his cock slowly.

Even with my head between his legs, I could hear the catch in Yana”s breath as his hands lifted her ass up off the table and spilled her back onto the wood. He couldn”t lean forward without limiting my movements, so he had done the next best thing, and brought her pussy up to his mouth. He had to push her skirt around her waist as he attacked the lace with his fangs, tearing through it like paper. I heard her make some complaint about underwear being expensive, but it fell on deaf ears. Both of us were far too busy.

I wasn”t sure what he was doing with his tongue, but I was keeping this blow job slow and indulgent for now. Long sweeps of my tongue over his flesh, with my cheeks hollowing out each time I pulled up. Lips tight against his shaft before taking him all the way to my fist each time. It was the sort of blow job which could last for an hour, the pleasure building and building. It was something I didn”t get to indulge in with him as often as I liked, but I pushed my luck since he was distracted with Yana.

The only noise louder than the sounds I was making was her panting and cursing. She couldn”t do anything other than beg and plead with Nikolai. Her body was suspended midair and her shoulders were pressed to the wood of the desk. She couldn”t even reach for his hair to pull him to where she wanted him. It was quite the view I was treated to every time I lifted my eyes to watch.

It was enthralling, watching him tease someone who wasn”t me. Watching as he ran his tongue up and down her pussy, lapping up every trace of her juices. Staring as he sank a finger inside her, still holding her up effortlessly with one hand. I matched my pace with the thrusts of his finger, something I was sure he noticed when he sped up and I did the same.

When a second finger joined the first, I stopped stroking his cock with my hand and took him deeper into my mouth, relaxing my throat. This wasn”t the best angle for it, but I wouldn’t be defeated by something as simple as physics. Even with my pulse thumping in my ears, I could still hear Yana’s groans. It was like her voice cut through everything and wrapped me in her spell. The more pleasure which was in each noise she made, the more pleasure I wanted Nikolai and me to feel. It kept rising until I couldn”t hold back, my hand reached into my sweats and stroked my cock in time with Nikolai”s cock fucking in and out of my mouth.

I thought Yana would come off the desk when Nikolai made her take a third finger. That wasn”t the last of what he had in store for her, though. As his thumb pressed into her clit, he turned his head, and his fangs sunk into her inner thigh as he fed. I could feel the spike of lust in the air like a punch to the ribs. Yana screamed as her back arched, her legs clamping tight around Nikolai”s head as he fed hungrily.

I wasn”t one to be outdone, though. No more playing. I deepthroated Nikolai”s cock, sucking like I was trying to pull his soul out of his body. His hips pumped up off the chair and as the first rope of his cum hit my throat, my own spilled over my hand. I was so wrapped up in everyone”s pleasure swirling around me I almost forgot to breathe, pulling away when I felt the room spin, drawing deep breaths into my lungs.

Nikolai eased Yana”s shaking body down onto the desk, pressing a silk handkerchief to her thigh to slow the bleeding. Blood smeared his mouth as he pulled me up with the other hand, lips capturing mine in a copper-filled kiss.

We were all panting when he pulled back, a stern look on his face. “Don”t think the orgasm is going to get you out of trouble for interrupting me while I am working. Either of you. When I am done for the night, you are both going to pay.”

My chest shook with laughter and I turned to Yana, my hand stroking her thigh, healing her wound. “What do you say, Yana? Worth it?”

The dreamy, happy nod she gave me in return told me it absolutely was worth it.

Consequences be damned or welcomed.