Sofia.
He smashed his lips against mine and I hesitantly kissed him back with those full lips moving against mine, his hand drifting downwards to hold my throat in a firm grip.
I felt myself moaning voluntarily when shoved his tongue into my mouth exploring it with his teeth pulling at my bottom lip teasingly.
He pulled away from me, breathless and looking me in the eye waiting for me to lash out at him. To hit him or refuse his touch.
But I don't.
And he dove right back in, kissing me slowly as if to make a point. It felt more lustful and passionate.
My lips moved in sync with his consuming each other.
Tingles spread at the contact of Nikolai's wandering hands that were squeezing my pants-clad thighs kneading them up and down but never touching where I needed him.
Nadei pulled away from me with one last peck on my lips, his own red and swollen, he tightened his grip on my neck meeting my eyes.
His jade orbs reminded me of a Green python, venomous and deathly but mesmerizing. It some twisted way, he whirlwinded my whole world with glance.
Nadei's eyes were bottomless dragging me to their lustful depths.
My pussy throbbed at the lack of attention and I found my voice to whine looking at him for something anything to help me soothe my aching cunt.
I heard a groan followed by Nial's husky strained voice, "Don't have all the fun without me, brothers."
A low chuckle was heard and Nadei tugged away from me licking his lips and my eyes drifted in gently watching the action making me clench my thighs together.
Nadei smirked at the panting and blushing mess he rendered me and I grumbled crossing my hands over my chest angrily. The ministration reminding me of Laura, Carter's niece that didn't like being told no.
But I was no spoiled brat.
I mean these jackasses just left me all hot bothered. I was allowed to ask for some sort relief.
I tried not to overthink this but I did as always.
Their touch and loving adoring gazes were starting to grow on me no matter how much I might've tried to deny it. I was still adamant about going back to my life or what was left of it.
There was nothing that would stop me.
I felt Nikolai's hand drawing circles on my thigh lazily and a shiver made its way down my spine as he leaned back in his seat casting a heated look and I tilted my own head on Nadei's thick bulky bicep sighing at my conflicted thoughts.
And then it hit me.
They were not seriously going to punish me for talking to another man, right?
-
It turned out that they were dead serious.
As soon as Nial hit the brakes.
The angry Russian bird aka Nadei hauled me out of the car and threw me over his shoulder.
Again, yes.
His shoulder blade dug into my tummy as I stopped struggling because the squirming did nothing but fucking hurt--against his grip and I stared at the ground when he carried me like a damn rag doll.
Gods, I hated this.
Their obsessive behavior, their possessiveness, yet their shows of affection, their adoring gazes and words were distracting me.
Confusing me.
Luring me.
Making me lose myself in the triple temptation that they were and guess what? It hasn't even been over a week since I had known them.
I staved off my trail of thoughts to a different place and then tried to recall where I'd seen Arsen before.
His eyes seemed so familiar yet I couldn't place how or where I might have actually seen or known him from. He wasn't someone from the past that was what I was sure of.
But our interaction ended before it started because of these dimwitted cavemen that tried to stake their claim on me like I was some sort of property.
I let out profanities under my breath when Nadei started up the stairs, my blurry vision and unsteadiness creeping the shit out of me at its height.
This fucker better die before he'd drop me.
As if hearing my thoughts, Nadei smacked my ass, the skin jiggled and I grumbled an incoherent curse at the action that did nothing but involuntarily dampen my panties with arousal.
I shut my eyes imagining things that made me happy like food, tea, and Carter's apple pies distracting myself from imagining falling face-first down the stairs in this position.
Now, that would hurt like a actual motherfucker.
The click of a door getting unlocked was heard and my thoughts seized to exist, my eyes facing what they called our room.
Nadei placed me delicately down but his blazing and furious jade eyes told otherwise.
The man was absolutely livid.
I leaped in my place as the other two strode over, their aggravation palpable. Removing their coats to toss them on the couch carelessly.
Nadei followed suit and I couldn't help but stalk my eyes down their bulging muscled arms and toned chests underneath those tight turtlenecks. Their longs legs and rugged features were the death of me.
They were exceptionnaly hot. I couldn't deny that.
Three of a kind, truly.
Gulping nervously at the heated stare they sent my way when I removed my leather jacket a little too hard, my boobs jiggling at the impact.
Their eyes prowled the innocent action with a blasphemous, unholy sense as those familiar shivers crawled up my neck at the intensity of their colored eyes that devoured me. The hairs at my nape stood and my eyes did not dare to leave them.
I shook my head out of the intrusive thoughts.
Holy hell, what was happening to me?
Nadei shared a glance with his brothers, then nodded and turned to face me.
"Do you know why you're getting punished, little girl?" He way too calmly stated, my irritation skyrocketed at how much that rough undertone of his voice made me want to crawl to a ditch and die of embarrassment.
Or crawl into his lap.
Which was equally fucked up and bad.
Very royally fucking bad.
"No," I retorted nonchalantly because I honestly, didn't care and hoped that they had a sane bone in their bodies that'd compel them to stop this bullshit already.
I was not even with them with my consent. They were nothing to me and I was just forced into this.
Whatever it was.
"Sofia," he grumbled my name with a warning.
"Apparently, I'm getting 'punished' because I talked to another man, right?" letting a snort at the used term, "I must say jealousy and possessiveness don't look good on your faces. Arsen was just being a gentleman and kept me occupied. Nothing else." I sneered.
My goal was to irritate them and I was clearly doing well considering how their jaws ticked and fists were clenched with extremely vigor.
I was playing the devil's advocate and I knew it'd be my downfall. No one else's.
"Stop, fucking saying another man's name!" Nial-- the humanitarian of the year. NOT-- seethed and punched a hole into the wall leaving a dent with the forceful hit.
Drama king.
I scoffed tilting my head with a hand on my propped hip amplifying my anger at how useless the whole conversation was.
"You're the ones that asked me what I did wrong and I answered accordingly," I recited his words with a scowl rolling my eyes.
Self-righteous assholes.
"Sofia cut the fucking attitude!" Nadei growled menacingly and took a step toward me.
Nikolai just stood emotionlessly still not saying a thing.
I took a step back on reflex and my anticipation was replaced with a subtle sense of fear.
"Are you fucking serious right now?" They were seriously nerved by now but I didn't hold back either, "Was I not supposed to talk to a human being like a normal person would?" I laughed with a mocking undertone running a hand down my face.
I sighed and the act held no significance besides showing my never-ending aggravation with these men.
"Were you afraid that I'll try to escape or tell someone to help me?" I cringed internally at how uncertain my words were to me.
"Or were you afraid that I'll call the cops on your psychopathic asses for kidnapping me and getting you in jail?" I completed with a hiss, my voice getting higher at the anger I'd been building up these past three days that I spent with them.
I was the odd one here.
Anyone would've tried anything to get away from them and run away for their lives or even die trying.
But not me, I was the one that got eaten out by one of them and touched by the other two and actually liked it.
I liked the side they brought in me in such a short time.
But I would never admit it to them.
Trailing my eyes back to meet each one of theirs settling on Nikolai's shaking hands as if trying to hold back from something, my fear took a toll on my bubbling distrust at how he might hit me.
However, they did the thing that I hadn't expected them to do at my hesitant threat.
They laughed.
Like full-on laughed and I stood frozen not able to form a single sentence. Not a word even.
I stood watching them come back from their laughing fits.
With a sinister chuckle, Nial met my eyes. "Baby girl, we own and run this country and trust me there is no one to help you leave us because nothing happens here without our permission," he paused, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his pouty delicious lips.
"This country is ours, same as you are and no one can do anything about it, my love," his darkened brown eyes burned holes through my soul.
My eyes widening significantly at the admission, I stuttered out, "W-what do you m-mean?"
And with that, they circled my small frame, and my unending fear of the unknown resurfaced.
Tight, suffocating spaces were nobody's best friend.
Especially not mine.
"It means exactly what it is, love, but we'll explain all of that later," Nikolai spoke vaguely confusing me even more.
He sat on the bed, manspreading with a pat on his thigh regaining his composure as my eyes ate his tempting form up. "Now, darling be a good girl for daddy and come here."
Did he just say-
I stood shocked, my head bobbing with an unsaid 'no', blushing ferociously and he chuckled, the primal sound sending vibrations to my heady core from how guttural and animalistic it sounded.
"Wrong answer, lyubov" he shook his head disapprovingly and peeked at his brothers with a brief look.
"I-I y-you," I sputtered out completely and utterly confused with how they changed attitudes and moods so fast.
Bipolarity was in their blood, I guess.
"I-I what, love?" He condescendingly mimicked with his lust hooded eyes roaming over my stilled and nervous form.
I staved off my eyes to Nial since I used to think that he was the softest and kinder one amongst them but the way his eyes stared back into my soul and made my breath hitch was enough of a reason to prevent me from meeting his eyes again.
But how could a person's stare make me feel that exposed and vulnerable?
That single question stayed rent-free in my head because I didn't know what to make of it.