Chapter Twelve – Nika
My heart raced as I led Malachi and Rurik into my apartment. The adrenaline from the firefight still coursed through my veins, but now it mixed with something else, something I couldn”t quite put my finger on.
Malachi”s hand rested gently on the small of my back, guiding me through the doorway. Rurik, his left arm cradled against his chest, wincing with each step. I bit my lip, worry gnawing at me.
”Rurik, you need to go to the hospital,” I said, turning to face him as we entered the living room.
He shook his head, dark hair falling into his eyes. ”No hospitals. They”ll ask too many questions.”
I glanced at Malachi, who gave a curt nod. ”He”s right. We can”t risk it.”
Swallowing hard, I nodded. ”Okay. Let me get some supplies.”
I rummaged through my bathroom cabinet, gathering gauze, antiseptic wipes, and medical tape. When I returned to the living room, Malachi had helped Rurik onto the couch, propping his arm on a pillow.
”All right,” said Rurik, his voice strained. ”Let”s do this.”
I knelt beside the couch, my hands shaking as I unwrapped the bloodied cloth from around his bicep. The wound was an ugly, jagged hole oozing crimson. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.
”First, we need to clean it,” I said, my voice wavering only slightly. I tore open an antiseptic wipe and gently dabbed at the wound. Rurik hissed, his jaw clenched tight. I glanced up at Malachi, who stood behind the couch, his hand resting on Rurik”s shoulder.
”You”re doing great, Nika,” he said, his voice low and soothing.
I nodded, focusing on the task at hand. Once the wound was clean, I carefully packed it with gauze, then wrapped it tightly with medical tape. Rurik”s breathing had evened out, the pain etched on his face slowly fading.
”There,” I said, sitting back on my heels. ”That should hold until you can get proper medical attention.”
Rurik gave me a weak smile. ”Thanks, Nika.”
I returned the smile, then looked up at Malachi. His gaze held mine for a moment, something unspoken passing between us. Without a word, he reached down and pulled me to my feet.
He led me to the bedroom, his hand warm and strong in mine. My heart pounded as he held me, the click of the latch echoing in the silence as Rurik closed it behind him when he followed us in.
”Nika, do you want both of us to take you, solnyshko? Are you sure about this?”
I nodded, my throat suddenly dry. ”Yes. I want this. I want both of you.”
A slow smile spread across Malachi”s face as he pulled me into his arms. His lips found mine, the kiss deep and hungry. I moaned, responding to his touch in a way I”d never felt before.
I took a deep breath as Malachi and Rurik surrounded me, their strong hands caressing my body. My heart raced with anticipation and nerves. I”d never been with two men before, let alone for my first time, but there was something about them that made me feel safe, cherished even.
Malachi”s lips found mine, his kiss deep and possessive. His hands roamed my curves, while Rurik”s fingers traced a path up my thigh, teasing the edge of my panties.
Malachi”s eyes darkened with desire as he guided me to the bed. He gently laid me down, then stripped off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. Rurik followed suit, his lean body a stark contrast to Malachi”s bulk.
They kneeled on the bed, their gazes locked on me. I felt exposed and vulnerable, but also incredibly turned on. Malachi leaned in, capturing my lips in a searing kiss as Rurik”s fingers continued to work their magic between my legs.
I moaned into Malachi”s mouth, my hips bucking against Rurik”s hand. He chuckled, the sound low and seductive. ”She”s so responsive, Malachi.”
Malachi growled, his hands gripping my hips. ”You first. I want to watch you come apart for us, solnyshko.”
Rurik”s fingers delved inside me, curling and stroking with a rhythmic intensity that had me writhing beneath his expert touch. The sensation was like nothing I”d ever experienced before, a potent blend of pleasure and anticipation that left me gasping for breath. Malachi”s lips were a relentless force, his mouth trailing down my neck in a torturous dance of nips and suckles. Each sensation seemed to build upon the last, the pressure of my impending orgasm growing almost unbearable.
”Rurik...” I trailed off into a moan as I arched my back, seeking more of his touch. ”More...”
He chuckled, the sound low and seductive. ”You like that, dorogaya?”
”Yes.” I bucked my hips against Rurik”s hand. ”So much...”
Heat pooled between my legs, my body responding to their words and actions with a fervor I hadn”t known I was capable of. I breathed harshly, in short, panting gasps. My eyes locked with Malachi’s. ”Show me...”
His gaze smoldered, dark and intense. ”I will,” he said in a low rumble, and bent his head to kiss me again.
Rurik continued his relentless ministrations, his fingers working their magic on my clit. I moaned into Malachi”s mouth while mindlessly bucking against Rurik”s hand. The sensation was overwhelming, every nerve ending in my body firing as I teetered on the edge of ecstasy.
”That”s it, solnyshko,” whispered Malachi, his voice a soft caress in my ear. ”Let go for us.”
The dam broke, the floodgates opening as my orgasm crashed over me. ”Yes, yes, yes,” I cried out, my body convulsing as Rurik”s fingers drove me higher yet, prolonging my pleasure.
Malachi watched me with a predatory gaze, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as I came apart for them. ”Beautiful,” he murmured, his voice a low growl of approval.
Rurik chuckled, his fingers slowing their pace as my body calmed. ”Flawless.”
I flushed under the praise, reaching blindly for them. My hand brushed against Rurik’s bulge, and I whimpered with need.
Malachi”s eyes held a wicked gleam as he asked, ”More?”
“More,” I said firmly.
With a deep chuckle, Rurik unzipped his pants and pulled down his briefs. His cock sprang free from his underwear a second later, thick and hard, with precum glistening at the tip. My mouth watered at the sight of it.
”Suck him,” ordered Malachi, his voice rough with desire. ”Show him how much you want this.”
I hungrily took Rurik”s cock into my mouth as he penetrated me with two fingers, sliding them in and out of me. My cheeks hollowed as I moaned around him, the intense sensations overwhelming me. Malachi stood beside us, his hand wrapped around his erect length, stroking lazily as he watched us intently. His deep voice echoed in the room, urging me on. ”That”s it, solnyshko. Show us how much you crave this.”
My body trembled as, again, my orgasm built, the pressure growing more intense with each passing moment. And then, with a scream that pierced the air, I came apart, my body shaking violently from the force of the climax.
Rurik”s fingers slowed but didn”t stop. He continued to stroke me, drawing out my orgasm until I was boneless and panting. Malachi”s hand stilled on his cock, his gaze locked on mine.
”Now, solnyshko,” he said, his voice low and intense, ”It”s time for me to claim you.”
He positioned himself between my legs, his cock nudging at my entrance. I tensed, my nerves returning but Malachi”s gaze was steady, reassuring. ”It”s okay. I”ll take care of you.”
He pushed inside me slowly, inch by inch. There was a brief pinch of sharp pain, but it quickly faded, replaced by a deep, intense pleasure. Malachi”s movements were slow and gentle, his hands gripping my hips as he rocked into me, his body moving in rhythm with mine. I could feel his warmth spreading through me, a sensation that was both foreign and enticing.
As he began to move, I took a deep breath, the air catching in my throat. The sound of his skin brushing against mine filled my ears, creating a rhythmic beat. The scent of sweat and sex filled my nostrils, and I closed my eyes, lost in the sensations washing over me.
”Relax, Nika,” Malachi whispered, his voice low and soothing. ”It”s okay. Let go.”
I nodded, trying to focus on the sensation, to let go of my fears and surrender to the moment. The pain had eased, replaced by a burning heat that spread from my pussy and radiated through my entire body. I moaned softly.
”That”s it,” he said, his voice laced with a mix of desire and dominance. ”Feel me, solnyshko.”
I gripped the sheets, my nails digging into the fabric as I arched my back, welcoming the intrusion. The muscles in my pussy clenched, trying to accommodate his size. The sensation was overwhelming, and I began to tremble.
”I”m going to go deeper. Are you ready?”
I nodded again, my body tensing in anticipation. I could feel the weight of his body pressing against me, and I welcomed the pressure, the way it ground against my hips. The bed creaked under the strain, a rhythmic, almost musical accompaniment to our movements.
”Now,” he said with a forceful thrust as he pushed deeper, burying himself within me. I gasped, my eyes flying open as I stared up at him. His eyes were dark with desire that seemed to consume him. His lips parted, revealing a smile that was both predatory and tender, a contradiction that only served to heighten my arousal.
I moaned around Rurik’s cock, which twitched against the back of my throat in response.
”That”s it,” he whispered, his voice a husky rasp. ”Take all of me.”
I nodded again, trembling with anticipation. My nerves sparked, and tension filled me as I got ever closer to the edge. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensation.
“Come now.”
And I did. I surrendered to the pleasure that consumed me, and slipped over the edge. The world around me faded into nothingness as I fell into the abyss of pleasure. Before that even faded, another orgasm started, the sensations even more intense than before. Rurik”s thumb was still brushing over my clit in time with Malachi”s thrusts.
As the orgasm washed over me, I let out a shaky breath, body trembling with the force of it. Malachi”s low groan echoed in my ear as he followed suit, his cock pulsing inside me with his final thrust. Rurik”s fingers stilled, his own orgasm following shortly after, his harsh breaths and slight trembling the only indication of his release before he filled my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could, trying to contain it all, which seemed to make him happy. He smiled at me as he gently pulled his cock from my mouth.
Together, we collapsed on the bed, panting and spent, our sweat-slicked bodies still tangled together. I felt cherished, loved even, as I looked up into Malachi”s dark eyes. He smiled down at me, a crooked grin that made my heart skip a beat.
”That was...” I said, my voice shaky.
”Intense,” Malachi finished for me, his thumb brushing over my damp cheek. ”But it”s only the beginning, Nika. There”s so much more we can explore together.”
Rurik chuckled, his voice low and rough. ”And we will,” he said, his hand splayed possessively over my stomach. ”Every inch of you.”
A warm glow spread through me at their words, bringing a sense of contentment and happiness I never wanted to end. I had found something special with these men that went beyond just pleasure. I would do anything to keep this connection alive.
***
I walked out of the lecture hall, which smelled like stale Cheetos and energy drinks, my mind still buzzing with the information I had just learned. The air was crisp and cool. I took a deep breath, savoring the scent of freshly cut grass to cleanse the snack smell from my nostrils.
As I walked toward the parking lot, I noticed a black sedan parked at the curb. A man stepped out of the car, his eyes locked on me. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and a menacing scowl. My heart began to race as I realized something was wrong.
Before I could react, two more men appeared from behind the car. They grabbed me by the arms and dragged me toward the sedan. I struggled and kicked, but their grip was too strong. The man with the scowl opened the back door and shoved me inside.
The car sped off, and I was thrown against the seat. My head hit the window, and I winced in pain. The men didn’t say a word as they drove through the city, their gazes fixed on the road ahead. I wanted to demand answers, but I was too frightened to speak.
After what felt like an eternity, the car came to a stop. The men dragged me out of the sedan and into a dark, damp room. I let out a sharp sneeze upon breathing for the first time in the room, which smelled of mold and dampness. The sound of dripping water echoed through the room.
The man with the scowl stepped forward, his eyes narrowing as he looked me up and down. He was tall and lean, with a menacing aura that terrified me. “You’re Nika Andreev,” he said, his voice low and gravelly. “I’m Levon Terzian, and you’re going to tell me everything you know about Malachi Kotov and Rurik Losev.”
I swallowed hard, my throat dry with fear. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied, my voice trembling.
Terzian’s eyes narrowed, and he took a step closer. “Don’t play games with me, durochka. You’re leverage, and I need information. This transaction doesn’t have to cause you pain.” He ran his hand over my hair, making me recoil in disgust. “Now, tell me what you know about the bratva brothers.”
I shook my head, my resolve strengthening. “I won’t betray them,” I said, my voice steady. “They’re my friends.”
Terzian’s laugh echoed through the room, a chilling sound that sent unease skittering through me. “Friends? You’re their plaything of the moment and have no idea what you’re dealing with. These men are dangerous, and they’ll do anything to protect their interests. You’re just a pawn in their game.”
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. “I don’t care,” I said, my voice firm. “I won’t betray them.”
Terzian’s expression darkened, and he took a step closer. “You will,” he said, his voice low and menacing. “One way or another, you will tell me what I need to know.”
I braced myself, tense with anticipation. I knew what was coming, and I was determined to endure it. I had to protect Malachi and Rurik, no matter the cost. Terzian’s fist connected with my cheek, sending a jolt of pain through my body. I stumbled back, vision blurred by tears, but I refused to give in. I wouldn’t betray my lovers.
Terzian’s interrogation continued for what felt like hours. He demanded information, threatening my life and the lives of those I cared about, but I remained steadfast, refusing to give in to his demands. I paid for my defiance with pain and blood. As the hours wore on, the torment became almost unbearable. Terzian’s words cut deeper than the ring on his left hand that took several chunks of my flesh, and I was starting to crack, but I refused to let him break me.
Finally, he seemed to tire of his game. He stepped back, his expression cold and calculating. “You’re a stubborn one,” he said, his voice laced with disgust, “But you’ll break eventually. They all do.”
I glared at him, my eyes filled with defiance. “I won’t,” I said, somehow keeping my voice strong and steady. “I’ll never betray them.”
Terzian’s laugh echoed through the room. “We’ll see about that,” he said, his voice low and menacing.
As he turned to leave, I had a moment of pride and hope. I had endured the psychological and physical torment of captivity thus far and had remained loyal to Malachi and Rurik. They would come for me, and I would be ready. I just had to survive until then.