Chapter 16 Constance
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CONSTANCE
“Misha, you’re heavy!” I mumble groggily, and he hums low in his chest, like a tiger purring as his arms wrap tighter around me.
“I have to hold you because you keep trying to run from me, Pechenye,” he rumbles, half-asleep, pulling me tight, and I sigh, feeling that delicious soreness from all four of us getting together and engaging in all the shenanigans.
I swear I’m becoming a slut just like Veronica ass said!
But it’s not my fault. Cumming shouldn’t feel that damn good!
“Come oooonnn. Let me up. I have to pee!” I mutter, but he places his head deeper into my neck and locks my legs with his. His hand is on my waist, lips pressed to my temple… mmm, so warm.
“Stay,” he murmurs, causing me to sigh.
“You’re insufferable,” I whisper.
“You like zhat about me.” He squeezes me tighter.
“Ugh! Ten minutes. Then I’m escaping.”
“Ten hours,” he counters.
A sudden gag from behind me makes me jump. Shit!
“Good morning, fucker,” Pyper purrs. “Sleep vell?” she glares.
“I doubt it. Anyvay, come, Connie. It’s shopping time, but first, eat zhis.
” She places a plate of food in front of me, and just the smell has my stomach growling.
I fight out of Mikhail’s death grip and sit, mouth watering at the berries, pancakes, and hot cocoa.
“I knew I made a good choice in making you my best friend!” I shimmy, and she puffs her chest out.
“Da, tell me more hov I am awesome!” she smiles.
“You’re the cutest, the funniest, the prettiest…”
“Da, da, go on.” She nods and I just rattle off shit as Mikhail sits up and butters my pancakes, adding syrup and cutting them before feeding me.
“No, I need to save some for Alik.” I take a bite out of the pancake. “Mmm, delicious!” I light up, and he wipes the syrup from my lips and hums.
“I agree,” Misha growls, licking my neck. God, this man and his people are insatiable.
“Ew. Can you stop? Didn’t you get enough?”
“I never get enough.”
“Gross.” She rolls her eyes. “Anyvay come, come, Connie. More compliments,” she beams, making me chuckle.
“I told you, Alik n—”
“No zhank you. Vho vants a compliment from zheir ex vhile zheir lying in bed half naked vit zheir cousin?” I jump, covering myself when I see Alik standing at the door.
“A-Alik…” I stammer and he snorts.
“Don’t put on ze cute act now, Connie,” he teases and I feel my cheeks go hot, embarrassed. I’ve done my best to make sure Alik never caught me like this by sneaking back off to my room, but Misha wouldn’t let me leave last night…
“A-acting cute? Wh-who’s doing that?!”
“You…Pechenye…” Alik comes over, plopping down on the bed at our feet. “But I like zhat.” He smiles boyishly wicked and I’m taken aback by the little badump of my heart followed by tingles that slide over my body.
“I…” Heavy arms drape over my shoulders and I feel Misha kiss my neck. “Mi-Misha…” I shy away, turning my eyes to Alik, feeling terrible that he has to see this, only to notice his pupils are dilated and eyes locked on us, causing something to stir inside me. Uhm…
“She’s very cute,” Misha growls, cupping my face. “You like vhat’s mine?” He cuts his eyes to Alik, causing him to sit up and smirk devilishly, placing his hand on my thigh.
“Vho said she’s only yours?” Alik challenges and I feel his hand travel further up and up and…
good lord! I try to look away, but I feel stuck.
My heart beats hard as Misha’s hand grips my throat when I try to look away, but I can’t because I don’t know what the fuck is happening…
why am I feeling things for Alik in this situation?
“I— Uhgnnn,” I shudder when Alik grips the crook of my thigh near my pussy and I damn near collapse against Misha’s chest when my pussy spasms. WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING?!
“Ew, ew, ew, ew, ewwwwww! I’m still here, you knov!” Pyper covers her eyes. “Vhat ever zhree-way foreplay you guys have going on in front of me, I vant no parts of vitnessing it.
“TH-THREE WAY?! B-BE-BETWEEN ME, MISHA, AND ALIK?! N— UGHNNN!” I flinch when both of them squeeze me again, leaving me flustered and confused. “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU BOTH DOING?!” I bat their hands away, panting for breath, and Alik smirks.
“I can’t say vhat he’s doing… but I’m taking advantage of every opportunity I have to get vhat’s mine,” Alik grunts.
“Alik…” I whisper and Misha chuckles.
“Zhat’s bold, but I like a challenge.”
“Who’s a damn challenge?! I’m a person, damnit!” I grit, but lowkey, Veronica’s words about calling me a slut might not be too far off from how my body is reacting.
“You’re everyzhing, Connie.” Alik cups my chin, but Misha bats his hand away.
“I did not give permission to touch vhat’s mine.”
“I already did. And in case you forgot, I don’t need your fucking permission. She belongs to me, too.”
“I don’t give a f—”
“STOP!” I shout, annoyed.
“I agree. Good God,” Pyper mutters. “You both are so childish.” She rolls eyes, grabbing my hand and dragging my naked ass from the bed as Mikhail and Alik scoop up the plates and I try to grab the blanket.
“Wait, Pyper! I don’t have on any clo—”
“Both have seen you and fucked you at some point, Connie. Vhat’s ze point of modesty now?
” she says dryly and my jaw drops. I mean…
she’s not wrong, but damn. I peek back and see both of them watching me with something akin to pure lust and my nipples harden.
My pussy clenches, Misha’s cum drizzling down my legs.
I cross them when I see everyone go still, but Alik’s eyes flash and I realize I haven’t sprayed the perfume, so I must smell heavily like Misha…
“I know, bu—” I flinch when I see Misha place his hands behind his head and lean back against the headboard as Alik stands and walks over. I take a step back because I hadn’t noticed he was so tall.
I watch him pull off his jacket and place it around my shoulders as he leans down in my face, making my stomach quiver.
“Beautiful as alvays, my Connie.” He leans in, kissing the corner of my lips and for the first time in what feels like ages, my heart beats for him HARD and fast. Suddenly, just like it does for Misha, Nadya, and Dimitri, my body floods with arousal an—
“AHHHHHH!” I clutch my head, a sudden sharp ache piercing through, me making my knees go weak.
All too quickly, Misha’s standing as Pyper catches me and I whimper from the pain. When I open my eyes, I look up to see Alik frowning, biting his lip, fisting his hands as Misha comes over baring his teeth.
“Alik,” Misha grits and Alik sweats, breathing hard before stumbling back and falling against Misha, who to my surprise catches him, but Alik’s eyes are locked on me. I wince, gaze on his, but he closes his eyes and I’m shocked when the pain fades. What…?
I pant, holding my head, wanting to ask what the fuck that was, but Pyper tightens Alik’s coat around me.
“I’m borrowing her,” Pyper tells them as she marches with me to the door, only to pause.
“Alik, get yourself under control. Misha… zhanks,” she mutters before pulling me out of the room and into the bathroom where she starts the shower.
“Go on and shower. I smell him heavy on you, today,” she whispers.
“Okay…” I step into the shower, washing myself, the events of the room still swirling around in my head along with Alik’s illness… and why did my heart beat like that while next to both of them?
“Don’t…” Pyper whimpers and I blink, shocked.
“D-don’t ask. Please,” she pleads and I cock my head with so many questions while my body…
though it was brief, I know the overwhelming flow of desire that’s just as natural as when I’m with Misha, Dimitri and Nadya…
it felt just like when I first met Alik.
I thought it faded, but for it to come at me like a ton of bricks…
My chest tightens.
Something isn’t right, but I just don’t know what…
Fuck.
“Then you want me to pretend like I don’t know something is wrong?
” I touch my chest, mind flashing to Misha and Alik when we were on the bed and something…
something felt so fucking RIGHT about that.
Honestly, it felt even more right than when I’m with Dimitri and Nadya.
With them, it’s as if I’m set on fire, but with Misha and Alik… it felt like being swallowed by lava.
“Yes, zhat’s exactly vhat you should do, Connie. Now let’s go shopping. I vant to spend money. My nerves are bad now.” She finishes helping me get ready and pulls me out of the bathroom where I see Misha and Alik have left. After that, she leads me out of the house and to the car.
While in the car, my leg shakes the entire forty-five-minute drive, wondering what it is I’m feeling.
“Are you okay?” she asks me to watch her and I go still.
“Y-yup,” I answer, popping the P even though I feel like shit. “Why?”
“Because your leg do jumpy zhing ze entire ride.” She glares. “It makes you look very…”
“V-very what?” I feel my heart rise in my throat.
“Angry,” she finishes, and I laugh awkwardly as she raises a brow.
“You don’t say?” I ask and she purses her lips. “I wonder why.” I glance at her and she avoids my eyes.
“I understand you have questions, Connie, but… I cannot answer zhem.” She crosses her legs, cocking her head, looking out the window.
“Why?” I feel my heart pounding so fast my body shakes, unable to bring myself to let it go.
“Connie, vhat you h—”
“We have arrived,” the driver cuts her off, and I rush out of the car, upset, following behind her as she leads me to a boutique where we are led into a private room.
The fluorescent lights of the boutique buzz overhead, and I’m trying to focus on the fabric in my hand.
It’s a soft, midnight blue silk, but my mind keeps circling back.
Pyper is already holding a few items, humming a little tune as she examines a rack of sequined tops.
She looks completely carefree, which just makes the knot in my stomach tighten.