Chapter 51
Kinsley
Lap Time
Days Later
Their dedication to their motto “All for one, and one for all” became clear the following week. My three Kings banded together and informed me they would not be coming over. They wanted me home and wouldn’t settle for anything less. As resolute as they were, so was I.
My days were spent dancing with Pasha or reading in the library, which is where Christopher found me. I noted a hint of sadness in his demeanor lately. Ever since the session I had with Marcel, he and Sophia were being extra careful with me.
“Hey, it looks like you found something.” He gestured to the book in my hands.
“Yes, thank you. It’s keeping me somewhat occupied,” I said, chewing on my bottom lip.
“Should we be expecting one of my sons this evening?” he asked, probing for information. We hadn’t talked much about them not coming over, so I wasn’t surprised by his question.
“Not likely. They like to accuse me of being stubborn, so what’s a girl to do but stand her ground?” I laughed at the confused look on his face. It made me think maybe the guys hadn’t confessed to them what was going on.
“Since Ivan and I made up, they wanted me to move back home with them. I said no. Leaving isn’t going to be easy, and being here gives me time to adjust to not having them around so much. I’ll be better prepared when I have to go,” I offered.
A dawning of understanding bloomed across his face. “I see. That makes sense. So I suppose that means dessert is off the table?” He grinned.
I looked at my watch. “What are you in the mood for?”
“Brownies sound good!”
“Then that is what you shall have, but only if you promise to rave about them to your sons so they’ll know what they are missing.” I laughed.
“I have a feeling they already know that. But you got yourself a deal.” He walked with me down the stairs, and I headed to the kitchen.
Chef Bonfils shook his head and sighed but let me do my thing.
I moved around the kitchen with purpose and preheated the oven.
I was pouring the mixture into the pan before I knew it.
Setting my phone down on the table, I restarted my playlist. Sitting with my head on my knees, I sang.
Lost in the moment, I didn’t see my Kings come in.
My voice rose during the chorus, and then I smelled them.
A mix of all three of them. My eyes flew open, and I squealed, running over.
NIKOLAI
She ran straight into Alek’s arms, burying her face against his chest as his arms locked around her.
I stepped closer, pressing my palm to her back.
She smelled like warmth and home. We had business out of town—that was why we were here.
But telling her that now, when she was standing in front of us, holding on to Alek like she needed him just to stay upright, had me wanting to stall.
But we couldn’t.
“I wish you’d come home, malyshka,” I said, rubbing her back as Alek nuzzled her.
“What are you doing here?” She blushed while all three of us took turns holding her.
“Go on, get out. I’ll watch your dessert.” Chef Bonfils waved her away. She thanked him and followed us to the drawing room.
“Baby girl, come sit with me.” I patted my lap.
She sat down, straddling me and nestling in. Alek sat on one side, with Ivan on the other.
“Kitten, we need to go out of town for a few days,” Alek said, playing with her hair.
“Okay…all of you?” she whispered, sounding small.
“Yes, baby. We need you to be a good girl while we’re gone,” I said.
“I’ll be a really good girl. I won’t cause any trouble. How long will you be gone?”
“Four or five days. Hopefully, that’ll be enough time for you to reconsider your position and come home. After all, you were just singing about that, were you not?” Alek asked.
“I would love to come home with you, but we talked about this,” she said, closing her eyes and inhaling me. “Can I ask a question about your trip?” Nerves wafted off her as she fidgeted with the buttons on my shirt.
“What is it, little love?” Ivan traced her face with his fingers, making her sigh.
“It isn’t a ‘we wear black and ride at midnight’ type of trip, is it?”
He chuckled. “No, it’s not that kind of trip. It’s escort related.”
She let out her breath. I hated we had to leave, but her relief that it wasn’t a dangerous trip would make it easier. My mother and father must have heard our voices, as they chose that moment to come in. Fuck, we should have locked the door or taken her to her room.
Mother fidgeted with the bracelet on her wrist. The delicate charm clinked in the now quiet room.
Her eyes darted to our father, silently pleading with him to say something, anything, to break the tension.
I could see her unease, along with surprise, at seeing us in her drawing room, all sitting on the same couch with our girl.
Kinsley shifted, pushing herself back, and tried to get up. She should have known better. I only tightened my grasp on her, clutching her in my lap.
“No,” I barked.
“Nik, please,” she whispered in my ear as her face burned.
Finally, I relented and let her go. She moved so fast it was comical. She chose the chair as far away from the couch as possible, making a point of studying her nail polish.
Father, ever the diplomat, maintained his composure. He stood with his hands loosely clasped in front of him while he surveyed the scene. Unlike mother, he didn’t seem rattled.
“Well, this is a surprise,” he said, before adding, “We didn’t expect you boys to be here this evening.”
He and Alek exchanged a look. “We needed to let Kinsley know we were going to be out of town for the next few days. We wanted to make sure she didn’t need anything before we left,” he offered.
Mother’s fingers stilled on her bracelet. “Will you be staying for dinner?” she asked.
“No, we’re leaving tonight. Sebastian had to pick up a few things. We’re due to leave in the next hour or so,” Alek answered.
“Damn,” Kinsley mumbled, then covered her mouth.
The three of us chuckled while our parents looked completely uncomfortable. They seemed to accept the explanation, though, and the atmosphere shifted once more. My father and I exchanged a look. He seemed to understand and gave me a half smile.
“Come, dear, let’s give them some time alone to say goodbye.”
“Of course,” mother mumbled as she avoided looking at any of us in the face.
And then it was just the four of us. Alek stood and glanced at Ivan and me. A smile spread across his face as he moved toward the door. He reached it, and with a soft click, turned the lock. Kinsley’s head snapped up at the sound.
He made his way back and took the seat next to me. As observant as ever, she felt the tone shift. Her body lit up with excitement, and she trembled beautifully. Though she remained sitting in her chair, awaiting instruction.
“Baby girl.”
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Your Kings would like some lap time before we go.”
She nodded and stood. We didn’t even need to tell her twice. I loved how she didn’t hesitate in the slightest. She took her dress, bra, and panties off, before her fingers teased the top of her stockings.
“Leave those sexy thigh highs on, kitten,” Alek ordered.
“Yes, Master,” she breathed, lowering her hands.
She stood before us, naked except for the thigh highs with a pretty white lace border. She looked incredibly sexy. The cool air on her bare skin hardened her nipples, sending a bolt of lust straight to my cock—made worse when she turned around, bowed her head, and put her hands behind her back.
Alek grabbed her hands but said, “We won’t tie them tonight. We only want to play with you a bit, show you what you’re missing.”
Hearing his voice so low in her ear, she shivered.
“Come here, malyshka,” I said, taking control.
“You’re going to edge me, aren’t you?”
She whimpered as Alek’s hand traveled up her left leg, while Ivan mimicked it on the right. More goose bumps erupted all over her body.
“Such a smart girl,” I crooned in her ear, before my fingers traced her stomach and then her beautiful breasts.
“Whose are these?” I asked her, pinching her nipples and then rolling them in my fingers.
“They belong to my Kings.” Once again, she shivered.
“And this? Whose slutty little kitty is this?” Alek asked as he touched her pussy lips.
“It’s the sole property of the Reaper, the Crow, and the Blade.”
He rewarded her by plunging two fingers deep into her cunt. We could hear the slickness as his fingers moved inside her. He fucked her gently for a minute and then used her juices to coat both of her nipples. My hand went to her clit and rubbed small circles.
“Brother, shall we?” Alek said to Ivan, and they both took turns licking and sucking on the nipple closest to them. Ivan groaned as he sucked.
“I’ve missed you all three playing with me at once. We haven’t since hell week, and—oh god,” she moaned, arching her back.
My finger dipped into her tight cunt. The smell of her arousal made my cock ache to be inside her. She gasped as Ivan’s finger joined mine, then bucked hard when Alek played with her clit.
“Oh, please, yes,” she moaned while we teased her. She rode the wave, trying to control her body.
“God, I love your ass, baby. It’s glorious and, dare I say, a little rounder. It has the perfect amount of jiggle now when I smack it.” I moved my hands down to her cheeks, rubbed them, kneaded the flesh, and then playfully smacked her. She pushed her pussy hard against Ivan’s hand in response.
“Don’t stop. I love your fingers, please, Blade.” She shuddered as Ivan slipped another finger inside. Alek’s lips closed in on one of her nipples, and we found a perfect rhythm as we edged her.
She was growing delirious. We had gotten so good at reading her body. We brought her to the edge, stopped, and then took her right back once more. She was lost in the sensation, so I let my finger slip inside her hot pussy. I used her arousal to coat my pinky and then ran it along her ass.
“Nik?” she whimpered.
“I won’t hurt you, malyshka. We’ve talked about this. You know this belongs to us as well, right?”
“I…I…I’m scared.”
Alek grabbed her face, while Ivan’s fingers continued to pump into her pussy. “Do you trust us?” he asked.
“Yes, my King,” she squeaked.
“Kiss me while Ivan plays with our pretty little kitty, and Nik is going to use his pinky to tease that beautiful ass of yours. He’ll be gentle. You can always use your safeword, kitten.”
She relaxed at his words and let his kisses and Ivan’s fingers take her, soaring once more. I palmed her breasts and pinched her hard nipples. After a few minutes, I lifted the bottle of lube I’d brought and squirted some on her ass. Her eyes sought mine, looking for reassurance.
“It’ll help make it easier. I wouldn’t want to hurt my baby girl, and your little ass is so fucking tight. Relax for me. I’ll go slow, and remember, you’re only a safeword away from me stopping. Trust me, please.”
I waited for her to give me permission, and with a slight nod, she leaned her body against mine.
“Such a good little pet. So pretty with her ass cheeks spread for us. Ivan, do you see how sexy our little warrior is? How brave she’s being?” Alek spoke more for her than either of us, but fuck if his words weren’t killing me.
I teased the outside of her ass, pushing against the tight hole that was mine. “Bear down for me, baby.” I groaned as she did, letting my pinkie slide into her ass.
“Oh.” Her voice wobbled, and I teased her, slowly letting her become accustomed to having something inside this part of her.
“Such a fucking good girl,” I moaned in her ear as I teased her ass. God, I wanted to rip my pants down, turn her around, and fuck her ass so bad it hurt. “Am I hurting you?” I choked out, trying to control my own base desires.
“No, it feels strange. I don’t hate it, but I’m also not sure about it, Daddy,” she breathed.
Ivan played with her clit at the same time Alek sank a finger inside her pussy. She didn’t know which way to move her body, but her breathing hitched significantly.
“Fuck, that’s our girl. I need to stretch you more, okay,” I groaned, slipping my pinkie out of her ass.
I repositioned my hand so I could use my index finger. While my brothers fucked her pussy and her appreciative moans filled the room, I ran my index and middle finger across her ass.
“Just one,” she exclaimed.
“You already had just one. How can I stretch this”—I rubbed her ass—“with only one finger? But okay.” I sank my index finger into her ass, and her breathing hitched.
“That’s one, malyshka. Are you sure I can’t do two?” I groaned against her ear. Testing the waters, I moved my middle finger toward her ass.
She jerked and clenched. Her tiny body froze in fear, and she sobbed. I pulled my finger out of her immediately.
“Kinsley,” I chided.