I could hear the faucet turn on, but I didn’t care to see what was happening. Instead, I buried my face in Damien’s chest, and he held me close comfortingly.
“That was beautiful, pet,” he praised me, making me feel on top of the world. “How do you feel?”
I shrugged, unable to find my voice.
He removed my hair away from my face, his dark eyes soft as he took me in.
We didn’t say anything for a moment. Something dark shifted in his eyes.
I cupped his cheek. “Are you okay?”
“Of course I am. Why would you ask?”
I looked off to the side. The only other time Damien asked me to fight him, he was trying to run away from his demons on his birthday.
He squeezed me to him. “I’m fine.”
I nodded. Mikhail came out, his jeans tented from his erection. I looked at it, licking my suddenly dry lips.
“What about you?” I asked him.
He shifted. “I’m okay, baby. Blue balls ain’t gonna hurt me.”
“I can help with that.”
He walked up to the bed and kissed my cheek. “I know.”
But he didn’t pull down his pants like I thought he would. Instead, he plugged the jar of wax in and climbed on the bed.
“Let me clean you up.”
I shook my head, my hands reaching for the waistband of his pants. He didn’t stop me. I undid the fly and pulled the fabric out of the way enough for his cock to jump out.
He sucked in a sharp breath when I grabbed him with my fist, moving up and down his length as roughly as I had seen him do it.
My cheeks were flaming, especially since I could feel Damien’s dark eyes on me. He didn’t make any sound as he watched me, though, and I wondered what he thought about this.
Mikhail’s fingers sifted through my hair, tugging it and bringing my attention back to him. I brought the tip of him to my mouth. I felt something wet coat my tongue, looked up, and met his eyes as I began to suck.
I moaned around him. Like Damien, he didn’t taste like anything, but there was just something about having his cock in my mouth that was as addictive as it was thrilling.
I sucked more of him in, my hand wrapping around the portion near the base that I couldn’t quite fit in my mouth.
His other hand slammed against the wall above my head as he closed his eyes, thrusting his hips and taking control.
His hand came away from my hair, gently skimming down my skin before he found my nipples and played with them.
My moans got louder as his touch got more vicious.
I was going to come—
I gasped loudly when I felt Damien between my legs, his lips sucking on my mound, playing with the outer lips, and driving me crazy.
Oh, fuck.
I sucked harder on Mikhail when I felt Damien lick up my juices with the flat of his tongue and dip it inside me.
Mikhail pulled my nipple taut. “Fuck, kotyonok. I’m close. That’s it, baby. Take more of me inside of you.”