Chapter Thirty-One
Chains rattle as Mikhail and Dmitri drag Nikolai across the concretefloor. I look around as I follow along. The place is bare. Industrial but bare.
”What is this place?”
”Our old hideout.”
”A warehouse our father forgot about,” Dmitri continues Mikhail”s sentence. ”He was a shitty businessman. Never kept any records of anything. He had so many damn warehouses he actually forgot the territory he owned. The people went without help for fucking months.”
”Until we found them,” Kaz says.
He reaches down and grabs my hand. Holding it to his chest, he kisses my knuckles.
”Your dad is a piece of work.”
”Aren”t they all?”
I smile and shake my head. ”Some of them are actually pretty damn good, believe it or not.”
”I”m glad you had that.”
Keyword: had. The hurt never gets any easier. But tonight? Tonight, I can do something about it. I will finish what he and I started. I will do it with the men I love by my side. If my dad were here, he would approve of them. I know he would. Unlike my brother, Dad only ever wanted to see us happy. And I”m… I”m happy. It”s been so long since I”ve felt it. I almost can”t recognize the feeling at all. I can”t believe I”m in love. It”s fucking terrifying and exhilarating all at once. Like a roller coaster. You never know if you”ll fall to the ground. Dying in a splat of guts. Or if you”ll be caught. If your journey will finally take that fated twist in this wild ride. The last time I let myself fall, I fell to a gruesome death. This time will be different. I can feel it.
”Vivienne,” Declan calls.
”What are you doing here?”
”We”re to help.”
”I told you to stay back at the estate.”
”You really expect to sit this one out?”
”Yes,” I growl. ”You”ve come here uninvited and made a mess of things.”
”I was rescuing you!”
”Do I look like I need rescuing, Declan?” I ask. ”I”m a big girl. I can handle this on my own. I need to handle it alone.”
”Vivienne.”
”Please,” I ask again, my voice firmer.
It”s sweet that he”s demanding to help, but for what I have planned, it”s just best my brother not witness it. No one but the five of us will know what happens in this room. Only four will be walking out, and we”ll take this secret to our graves.
”Fine,” Declan sighs. ”Fine. But for the record, I”m calling Mom. She needs to know what you”ve been doing here.”
He spits the words at me. As if I should be ashamed of who I love. Rather, the number of people I love is a problem for him.
I rear back. ”Look, Declan, you”re my brother and whatever, but don”t you think you can have an opinion on what happens in my bed.”
His jaw drops open.
”I”m sorry if my relationship is an issue for you. But that”s just it. It”s your issue. Not mine. Don”t put this bullshit on me. Go and find a fucking way to accept it, or leave me the hell alone.”
He shakes his head at me. ”You don”t know what you”re doing.”
”Declan, it”s time for you to leave,” Kaz says. ”Now.”
My big brother glares at me as I stand there, allowing Kaz to boss him around. A pang of sadness hits me as he turns and walks away. Losing another sibling feels a little like dying. And I would know. Trust me. I don”t understand why they never stick around. They”ve always thought of me as the difficult child. And one by one, they”ve faded from my life for different reasons. First, Dad, then Warren and Juliette. Then Simone, and now Declan. I always thought he was the one that understood me the most. Guess not. I”m not so sure any of them ever understood me. It”s almost like I”m so different from them, I”m alien. And no one ever really gets close to the alien.
”Vivienne?” Kaz asks.
”Yeah?”
”You okay?”
I nod, blinking away the tears burning through my eyelashes. I”ve got more significant problems to worry about. I can”t waste my time wishing I could change Declan”s mind. Wishing for them to finally understand who I am and love me for it. I know those things will never happen. But right now, I focus on what I do have. Love and revenge. The perfect mix.
The chains clank as they hang him up on a hook by his bound hands. Mikhail turns to look at me.
”What”s next, love?”
Shrugging off my coat, I move towards him. My heels clack against the hard ground.
”First, I think I should thank you boys properly for the gift you brought me.”
”Thank us?” Mikhail says. ”Thank us how?”
I run my hand over the spine of his cock. He raises his eyebrows. ”Here?”
”Yeah, here. Let”s just say it”s crucial to my… plan.”
”Oh fuck,” Kaz says. ”This is gonna get good.”
”Buckle up, boys. It”s going to get dark.”
Dropping to my knees, I wince as my knees meet the solid ground. That wasn”t my best idea. But what are a few bruises to make them happy?
I run my hands up his thighs, snaking my way to his zipper. His thick penis hardens a little more as I pull his zipper down.
”Take it out and suck, Vivienne,” Mikhail whispers.
Obeying his order, I pull the opening of his pants apart and guide him out. He”s fully erect, staring straight at me. Precum leaks from his large tip, dripping down like light rain. My mouth waters. I”m a whore for the three of these men, and we all know it.
Leaning forward, I enclose my lips around him. The taste of Mikhail cloaks my tongue as I suck on nothing but the tip. His groan echoes off the walls around us. I”ll never get tired of that power trip. It may be vain of me, but being the one to elicit sounds like that from a man like Mikhail is a good ego boost.
I feel fingers run through my hair. Looking up through my lashes, I see Kaz. He pets me as I kneel for his brother. With his encouragement, I accept more of Mikhail in my mouth. His thickness stretches my lips, cracking my red lipstick apart. With every bob of my head, I leave behind a lipstick stain. Not that Mikhail seems to mind. He pants above me, his body rigid.
Kaz takes my hand off Mikhail”s still-clothed thigh. He wraps my palm around his hard phallus. It”s warm and soft while still feeling unbreakable. He grunts as I glide my hand down and up his long length. At the same time, I swallow around Mikhail. Kaz”s hand tightens in my hair.
”I love the way you suck his dick, princess.”
A scalding puddle of desire heats my belly. In my peripheral vision, I see movement to my right. Dmitri steps up next to Mikhail. His hard cock already jutting out towards me. The red-purple tip weeps for me. Lifting my hand from Mikhail”s thigh, I place it on Dmitri”s dick.
Mikhail thrusts forward. His cock slides further into my throat. It”s hard to breathe. My arms ache from playing with Kaz and Dmitri. But I soak up every second of it. I never thought I would be one to submit, especially at the feet of three men. But here I am, happily letting them use me. It”s freeing. Letting someone else take over and shut my brain off. I”ve spent my whole life struggling with my demons; I turned it into art. But having a place to rest for a while is amazing. I don”t think they will ever know how grateful I am for that.
Dmitri moans. ”Just like that,” he says when I flex my hand around his dick.
I look up at him. His eyes are heated like a melted piece of silver. Kaz”s cock grows firmer between my fingers. I twist my hand around to caress his balls while still keeping a tight ring on his dick.
”Oh fuck,” he groans. ”I”m going to come.”
He pulls on my hair seconds before I feel the first drops of his warm seed hit my shoulder. Thank god the dress I wore tonight is sleeveless. I would hate to miss out on how it soaks into my skin. Mikhail grows more prominent in my mouth, blocking even more of my airway. He”s heavy on my tongue. Pulsing with his impending orgasm. Dmitri rocks on his heels, pushing himself harder into my hand. Almost like it”s a race between him and his brother. If it is, Mikhail wins.
His seed spouts out. It trickles down my throat like a salty waterfall. Dmitri loses his just a second later. His orgasm spills out over my arm like an eruption. It”s hot and sticky. I love it. Swallowing down everything Mikhail gives me, I moan around him. He shakes with the vibration.
”God damn.”
I pull off him with a pop, ensuring he”s squeaky clean. ”You”re a fucking goddess,” Dmitri says as he helps me to my feet.
Kaz is right behind him with a shirt, helping me clean up the mess he and his big brother made.
”Thank you.”
”I should be thanking you, princess. That was amazing. But I have to ask why?”
”You”ll see.” Turning to Mikhail, I ask, ”Did you bring the blow torch?”
He nods. ”And the steel sharpener you asked for. For the record, these types are not easy to find in my country.”
I roll my eyes. ”Heat my knife, please.”
Handing him my dagger, I focus back on my target. I can see how excited he got from the show I put on.
I smile. ”Mission accomplished.”
”What mission?” Mikhail asks.
”Take off his pants.”
”What?”
”Take off his pants, please.”
He clicks the blow torch off, handing me my black blade again. It”s starting to grow on me. Or maybe I”m just drunk in love. I can”t tell anymore. Nikolai”s belt clinks as Mikhail undoes it. He swipes his pants and boxers all in one go. Nikolai wriggles. His muffled cries come from behind a wet rag.
”Keep your blow torch close,” I tell Mikhail.
Stepping close to Nikolai, I breathe in his scent. It”s just as I remember it. A cheap cologne with an undercurrent of stale cigarettes. I look down at his erect penis, and without saying a word, I slice it off. Blood oozes out. How long I”ve waited for this, but I can”t let him die this easily.
”Cauterize the wound,” I tell Mikhail the moment it lands on the floor.
The man is in shock. And I mean, I get it. I know I look a little unhinged right now. But honestly, I”m just doing karma”s job for her.
I pull the rag from Nikolai”s mouth, wanting to hear his screams as his cousin burns his bleeding flesh. They reverberate around us. The perfect music for this moment. A soundtrack to my long-awaited revenge.
”Steel sharpener, please.”
Kaz puts the heavy rod in my hand. This should work well enough. I cringe, reaching down and picking up his bloody pathetic excuse for a dick. It squelches as I slide the detached phallus onto the rod.
”What are you going to do?”
”Don”t worry, Nikolai. I promise you”ll like it. A lot like how I liked what you did to me ten years ago.”
His face blanches, and it feels good. Anyone who tells you revenge doesn”t feel good is a damn liar. It feels like I”m on top of the world right now. Like someone is finally listening. Even though I know this won”t change a damn thing, it feels life-changing for me. There will always be men like Nikolai to hunt, but this one, this kill, I”m going to celebrate.
Walking behind him, I position myself in the general vicinity of his asshole and ram the rod upwards. I”m not gentle. I don”t give a shit if it hurts him or rips something. He sure as fuck didn”t care when he tore through my virginity.
Nikolai screams. I hear one of the guys gagging, but I can”t see them from where I”m kneeling. There”s a clicking noise as the blow torch stops.
”Don”t stop,” I tell Mikhail.
”Seriously?”
I stop what I”m doing to peer around Nikolai. ”Yes, seriously.”
”I”m not gonna lie, babe, you scare the shit out of me.”
My smile is dipped in a sugary sweetness. ”Good.”
Then I know he won”t ever hurt me. On purpose, at least.
”Kaz, make him bleed.”
I don”t see him, but I hear his footsteps. Nikolai”s scream changes pitch, and I know he”s doing as I asked.
”That”s how it felt to have your hands on me, Nikolai.”
Every fingerprint of his burned like tiny little razor-thin cuts. Now, I get to return the favor. I keep using his own penis to rape him as Kaz makes the cuts. Nikolai”s screams turn to full-on sobs. His breath is stuttered in his chest as he heaves. He thrashes around, kicking his feet out, but the chains around his ankles don”t allow him to go too far. I can feel the vengeance flooding my veins. I”m so close to my retribution.
”Dmitri, the bag please.”
”Okay,” his voice is wobbly like he”s seasick.
The rustling of plastic is punctuated by his footsteps. Nikolai starts to scream again. He begs for his life. But it”s too late for that.
”Your screams bore me, Nikolai.”
“Vivienne, Vivienne, baby, please.”
He hiccups between every word. I ram the pole further up his ass.
”Don”t call me baby.”
Dmitri drapes the bag over Nikolai”s head. He pulls it tight, slowly draining his cousin”s air.
”I couldn”t breathe with you on top of me. Did you know that?” I ask, not sure he can even hear me. ”You were crushing my lungs with your unwanted weight.”
And now? Now, suffocation is the last feeling he will know. It”s hard to continue sodomizing Nikolai as he writhes around, suspended in the air. His muffled cries grow quieter and quieter. Until they cease to exist at all.
As the four of us stop torturing Nikolai”s battered body, I can”t help but laugh. Kaz looks at me like he genuinely believes I”ve lost it.
”What are you laughing about?”
”It”s just funny that he preached how we should get over it and that we wanted it, yet he couldn”t even survive the act. What a pussy.”
The guys break out into chuckles of their own. Suddenly, I feel a lot less demented. That”s how I know I”ve found my people. My men. I let myself fall back with a sigh. I did it. It”s a ten-year weight off my shoulders. Finally, I can breathe again.