10. Viktor
VIKTOR
Control. Where the fuck had I left it? Like a stray puppy who’d gone off to explore, I was forced to hunt all the way to my core for the control Peyton snapped with nothing more than a look.
I’d read through her messages again and run our night together through my internal filter to pick out what she had preferred and compared it to the things she’d mentioned she wanted to experience.
She made a sound into Misha’s mouth that went straight to my core and dropped to my cock.
By the time he released her and her eyes found mine, they’d gone glassy and entirely too knowing.
I held out my hand. “Come with me.”
She pulled back from Misha slowly and put her hand in mine.
The playroom was at the far end of the penthouse, past the master suite and hidden behind a door that looked like every other one on this floor, unremarkable from the outside but housing a world of pleasure.
Peyton stopped in the doorway the same way she stopped when she first stepped out of the elevator.
The room was large and dark-paneled, lit by recessed lighting that I had long ago calibrated into a warmth that ensconced the room and gave it a velvet tint of softness.
A king bed dominated the far wall, covered in deep charcoal sheets. A cabinet stood beside it, its contents organized with everything from restraints to toys that defied imagination.
Peyton had asked about a few of them in our messages, her curiosity keeping me awake for two nights as I plotted and planned exactly what I’d do to her in this room.
“Welcome to the fun room.” Misha walked past me and picked up one of the play whips that dangled from a loop on the cabinet handle. “Where would you like to start?”
She opened her mouth, her face flaming in that adorable way of hers. Whatever she’d planned to say disappeared when Leo stepped up behind her and pressed his lips to the side of her neck.
“Breathe.” He whispered a kiss over her skin. “Tell us if you want to stop.”
“I don’t. Don’t stop.” She tipped her head against his shoulder. “I want to try everything.”
“Everything will take a while.” Misha popped the whip against his palm. “We should get started.”
I stripped her slowly. That was the privilege of the first move, the unhurried removal of everything between her skin and the air.
Leo kept his hands at her waist, steadying her, while I reached for the hem of her white shirt and drew it up over her head in one smooth motion. Everything else followed just as slowly.
Misha watched from my left, his shirt half-unbuttoned, still in a way most people found unsettling.
She stood in nothing but black lace in the low lighting. I swept my thumbs over her cheeks, then down lower, brushing over her nipples. Her raw gasp was almost too much.
“On the bed. On your back.” I pointed, and she dragged in a hard breath.
As she moved, Leo and Misha walked with her, Leo going to her right and Misha her left, the three of them settling in the center of the bed. This was new territory for Peyton. She’d said as much in our conversations and listed exactly what she wanted to learn.
Something about that earnestness made us want to be the ones to teach her.
I opened the cabinet and chose a toy. When I turned back, Misha kissed his way along her collarbone while Leo ran his thumb along the inside of her wrist.
Peyton’s head drew back, her eyes going wide as she took in the sight of me holding the restraint. I’d chosen a soft strip of silk, nothing that would cause her pain. “Do you want this?”
Her throat moved. “Yes.”
I took a step. “Rules. If you want to stop, say red. Slow is yellow.” I threaded the silk through my fingers. “Understood?”
“Yes.” She twisted beneath Misha’s tongue when he sucked a nipple into his mouth. “Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good girl.” I purred the words, my cock thickening as she accepted my praise.
God, she was perfect. Perfect for us. I had no idea she’d be this welcoming for us.
Leaning past Misha, I secured both wrists to the headboard, leaving enough give that she could move but not do anything useful.
She tested the restraints once, probably without meaning to, when Leo slid down her body and pumped his fingers into her pussy.
I stripped off my clothes and stood at the end of the bed. “Leo.”
He understood the bite in my voice and transferred his attention from her breast to the inside of her knee. He nipped the inside of her thigh, his fingers working deeper, forcing her to arch up and gasp. Her hips rolled toward Leo.
“Hold still.”
She tried. Tried and failed, but she managed to impress me with how hard she tried.
Leo reached the apex of her thighs and paused, lifting his head to kiss the hollow next to his fingers. “You smell divine, Peyton. So inviting.” He licked around his fingers, groaning when Peyton bucked.
“Leo. Oh, God, Leo.” Her head thrashed from side to side.
“Not yet.” My cock throbbed. I needed inside her the way I needed my next breath, but not yet. Tonight was all about the experience of teaching Peyton some of the things she’d been missing out on. I nodded at Leo, who removed his fingers.
Peyton’s eyes went wide when he licked them clean and scooted up to fondle her breast.
“Next.” I showed her my palm and the anal plug I held there. “You said you’d never had anyone in your ass. We’re a bit much for you to take right now. We’ll have to work up to that. In the meantime, we’ll start with this.” I handed it to Misha. “Take off the cuffs.”
He took it with a smile and removed the silk binding Peyton’s hands. We’d return to that soon.
I had every intention of tying her up and fucking her senseless.
“Roll toward Leo and put your leg over his.” Misha nudged her hip and found the small bottle of lube in the side drawer.
I’d chosen one of the smaller plugs. Small, but with enough length to it that she would soon understand why it was needed before any of us dove into her.
Misha smoothed his hands over her ass, applied the lube, and inserted the anal plug.
Peyton’s mouth rounded in an O, her eyes fluttering shut.
Misha gave me a nod, his control breaking slightly as he twisted the plug and gave it a light pulse.
“Now.” I gripped the posts on either side of the bed, holding tight in anticipation of what came next. “Crawl to me, Peyton.” I rolled my hips toward her. “Crawl over here and take my cock in your mouth like a good girl.”
She’d asked for this weeks ago, long before we knew who we were talking to. Back when we were exchanging fantasies and she’d admitted how limited her experience was.
Leo and Misha sat back against the headboard, watching as Peyton rolled onto her hands and knees. She looked back at them.
“Eyes on me.” I barked the words at her. “Do as you’re told, and you get rewarded.”
Intrigue stamped itself on her face. She crawled, her body making tiny convulsions as the anal plug heightened her sensitivity and put pressure in places she’d never known existed.
Fuck. I almost told her about the next part, but I wanted to surprise her.
She reached me, and her mouth opened.
“Now, Misha.” He pressed a button on his phone, the device linked to the anal plug. A buzzing vibration filled the air, and Peyton yelped, her body stiffening.
“What the fuck was that?” She panted as the buzzing stopped.
“That was Misha showing you exactly what is in your ass. Do well, and he’ll turn it on. Misbehave, and it goes away. And if you are very good, Misha and Leo will take turns fucking you while it’s on.”
Her eyes shuttered. “I’ll be good.” She lifted her head and took my cock into her mouth, sucking me hard into the back of her throat.
Misha turned on the vibration.
Peyton’s eyes blew wide open. She rocked her hips, her moaning sending shocks along my shaft.
“That’s it.” I pumped my hips, driving my cock deeper and reminding myself of everything she’d said in that message. She wanted to be controlled. Not all the time, but a little bit.
My hands shook around the posts, my need to hold her head and fuck her sweet mouth driving me to distraction.
She popped her head off my cock and looked up at me through those thick, gorgeous lashes.
“Please.” A sob wrenched out as Misha shifted the vibration to a pulse.
“Oh, God. Viktor. I don’t know how much more I can take.
I’m going crazy.” She reached between her legs and stroked her clit.
“I need… Fuck. I don’t know what I need. ”
“I do.” Hearing her curse did me in. “Do not touch yourself again. You touch me. Do you understand?”
Misha cut off the anal plug, and Peyton cried out. “Yes, Sir. I understand. Please. Oh, please.”
Some women found this situation degrading, but it was the opposite. She had so much power over me. I’d never seen it coming, but she owned me.
Leo moved into position behind Peyton. He slid his cock between her legs. “I’m going to make it better, Peyton. Do what Viktor wants, and I’ll make it all better.”
I released my hold on the bed and threaded my fingers through her hair. I didn’t promise I would be gentle, though I would rather die than hurt her. I only wanted to fulfil her fantasy in every detail.
Misha turned the vibration on and ran it all the way up.
Peyton fell on my cock, her mouth hot and tongue wild as she stroked my length. Every sucking pull of her lips drew me closer.
Leo thrust into her, driving her forward at the same time I pushed deeper.
“Fuck.” My body arched, my spine bowing to give her better access.
The sounds of sex blotted out my next curse.
Skin slapped, the vibration from the anal plug rising and falling with Leo’s thrusts.
I met his pace for several seconds, then wrenched my cock from her mouth and tipped her chin up.
I needed to see her come. “Now, Peyton. Come right fucking now.”
She did. Her body stiffened, her hands fisting in the sheets as she pressed her ass into Leo, forcing him and the anal plug deeper.
“Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God.”
“Eyes on me.” I pinched her chin a little harder, forcing her head up.
Leo groaned and grabbed her hips, pistoning into her until he emptied in a series of jerks.
“My turn.” I pulled her off Leo and pushed her onto her back. “You wanted to be told what to do, to come so many times you lost count. You are going to get exactly what you wanted.” I lifted her left leg over my shoulder and sheathed my cock in one thrust, burying myself to the hilt.
I didn’t give her time to adjust, didn’t even let her breathe before I moved.
The anal plug throbbed against my balls with every thrust.
Misha took great pleasure in changing the intensity, and I gripped a handful of Peyton’s hair in one hand, using the other to hold her leg over my shoulder to deepen the angle.
“This is just the beginning. We are going to give you everything you asked for. It might take a while, but you will know so much pleasure, you will wonder how you ever survived.” Without us.
I left off that part and buried my cock so deep, she’d feel the effect for days.
I focused on her face, noting every minute expression.
“I want to know what you like. Teach me how to please you too.” She punctuated each word with a squeeze of her pussy, the sensation drawing heat into my cock and sending a rush of adrenaline through my veins.
I quickened my thrusts while also drawing out to the very head of my cock.
“You’ll learn.” I pulled out all the way, then rammed into her, repeating the motion when her eyes rolled back and her pussy squeezed.
“Come for me again, then we’re going to tie you to the chair and fuck you with toys until you scream for mercy. ”
“Viktor. You’re such a tease.” She smiled up at me, her fingers digging into my hips. “Fuck me harder.”
“Are you telling me what to do?” I withdrew again, and Misha turned off the vibration.
Peyton made a mewling sound and arched toward me. Her nipples pebbled into hard nubs, but she never stopped smiling. “I am. I’m telling you what I want. You gave me my fantasy, and I gave you part of yours. Now I want you to fuck me. I want you to surprise me with something new.”
“That I can do.” I reached between us and wiggled the anal plug, drawing out a loud gasp. I kissed her, swallowing the sound, and spread her legs.
With nothing but the head of my cock seated in her pussy, Leo inserted a thin wand alongside my cock. I pushed both into her, and the vibrations started from both toys.
I broke off the kiss. “This is just the beginning, Peyton. Once you’re ready, once you have the strength to take us all, we’re going to put all of our cocks in here.
We’re going to fill you up.” I pushed in slow and steady, keeping her legs wide open.
“You have not known pleasure yet, but you will.”