Her Bratva Billionaires

by Harper West

  “Look, you know that I love you. But you have got to start trusting me more. How do you expect me to work when you’re constantly breathing down my neck?”

  Michelle turned around, and our eyes met. I started to back up and go inside the mansion, but she held her finger up again and motioned for me to wait.

  “Just like you said, we will discuss that when I get back home.” Her voice was lowered a bit. “That’s a sexist, stupid move, and you know it! I’m not going to talk about this anymore, allright? I’m my own damn woman. I’ll talk to you tomorrow and give you an update.”

  She slammed her phone shut and let out a huge sigh.

  “Is everything all right?” It seemed a more neutral approach to discussing what had just happened.

  Michelle put her phone back in her bag and walked closer to me, nodding at me and smiling a little bit.

  “You know how fathers can be,” she said. “Everyone at Affinity Finance thinks that he’s easier on me, because you know I’m Daddy’s girl, but he’s actually harder on me than others. And I’m really getting tired of it.”

  As she got closer to me, I could feel my cock doubling in size. It was just the two of us out there under the moonlight.

  “Yes, I definitely know how fathers can be. But they just want us to do well so we can run the company one day. Although, it did sound like he was coming down pretty hard on you. Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?”

  Michelle waved her hands in front of her face. “Not tonight. Just talking with someone who understands what I’m going through is enough right now. I have to admit, I wasn’t expecting our relationship to become this personal, Hugo. Usually, I get to know clients just enough to seal the deal, but you and Nico are vastly different.”

  “We feel the same about you,” I said. “In fact, we were discussing that today, right after our business meeting. Which, by the way, you blew us away in. You are one hot businesswoman, and I mean that most respectfully Ms. Harrington.”

  Michelle blushed. “Well, thank you. I learned how to command respect from my father, as I’m sure you did from yours.”

  I shrugged my shoulders. “Yes, I suppose Nico and I did learn it from him. He’s always been a good father, albeit a bit rough at times, but I suppose that’s to be expected of any good parent. He wanted what was best for us.”

  “That’s the same with my father. My mother is the one who really raised me, though. She taught me everything I know about becoming a woman, but it was my dad who told me how to win with business. He often spoke about your family, too.”

  “The Harringtons and Stepanovs aren’t that different, Michelle. Both families have worked hard to make quite a bit of money, and that means being diligent in business. You’re an excellent businesswoman, and your father is a good businessman.”

  “As is yours,” she said.

  “Well, my father has known your father for quite a long time now, too. From what he’s told me, your father is all business.” I brushed some of her long, blonde hair out of her face. “But then again, so are you.”

  Our eyes met for several long seconds, and both of us were breathing heavier. Without even saying it, we both knew what the other was thinking. If nobody was inside of my father’s mansion, I would have fucked her right there on the balcony. I would have looked up at the moon with her as we made passionate love, filling her with my seed as she moaned with pleasure. It didn’t matter what our minds told us. We needed each other.

  I heard footsteps behind me. Michelle and I turned around to find Nico standing there, watching us with a quizzical look on his face. It was pretty obvious that we weren’t discussing work, based on how close our bodies were to one another. Sure, we had been discussing our fathers but not the project. And as Nico walked closer to us, it became clear that he also knew what was about to happen.

  The sexual tension grew between all of us, so much so that I could feel the heat radiating off of Michelle’s body. I wanted to bury my face between her breasts, to inhale her intoxicating scent, and profess my love to her, but I held back. She was here on business. So if she wanted to do it again, it would have to be her call. I refused to make a move without her approval first.

  Michelle wrapped her hand around my neck and gave me a long, deep kiss, then slid her hand down the front of my pants. As she began to stroke my cock from underneath my boxers, Nico walked closer, and she made out with him. At that point, I was getting so turned on that I couldn’t take it, so I wrapped one of her legs around my waist, pulled her closer, and leaned against the wall.

  Nico got behind her and started to kiss her neck, and my hands were suddenly all over her breasts. I could feel her nipples harden at my touch, and I squeezed them ever so firmly. I wanted to get her as aroused as possible for what was about to happen. I even pulled back her dress a little bit and began to suck directly on her nipples, which caused her to moan even louder with pleasure.

  “Yes, I suppose I can be all business,” Michelle whispered in my ears once she caught her breath. “but not all of the time.”

  Michelle grabbed both of our hands and walked inside, sneaking us into one of the empty bedrooms that were directly off of the dining room. Nico quickly locked the door behind us, making sure that nobody would come in. At that point, however, our absence would become evident. It was too late, though. All three of us were too fucking horny.

  Michelle took turns ripping off my shirt and then Nico’s. She unzipped her dress, pulled down the straps, and then let it fall to the floor. Nico and I both gasped as we noticed that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Her body was shaped like a goddess, and her skin was the color of honey. My cock ached to be deep inside of her, and Nico immediately started to stroke his own shaft.

  There she was, standing in all of her beautiful, naked glory. A part of me wanted to completely worship her, from head to toe, but we had done that during our first threesome. Michelle was the one who called the shots that night, and it was time to turn things around.

  Nico and I walked up to her, put our hands on her chest, and gently pushed her onto the bed. We hadn’t even discussed doing this ahead of time, especially since we had vowed to focus solely on the project. But it was understood that it was our turn. We both wanted to see how she’d react to us taking the reins this time, and if she was capable of relinquishing some control. Plus, the thought of controlling her orgasm alone turned me on.

  I pushed my chest against her body, leaned into her ear and said, ‘This time, Michelle, we are taking control.”

  Chapter 11

  Michelle

  I couldn’t believe that I was about to let two men take control of me for a change. It was so unlike me. Not that I would have considered myself to be a Dominatrix or anything, but when you’re a powerful businesswoman all day, it was only natural to carry that energy over into the bedroom. Hugo and Nico decided that wouldn’t be happening that night, though, and I was perfectly fine with that decision.

  As I watched Hugo and Nico stroke their cocks, I realized that things were about to be inherently different. I wouldn’t be telling them how to stroke, for how long, or even when and if they could penetrate me. Everything would be up to them, and I would have little say in the matter. If it had been with any other men, I probably would have been a bit more hesitant. But not when it came to Nico and Hugo.

  So I took a deep breath and released all of my control, letting myself become vulnerable for the brothers. They made me feel safe enough to know they’d never push me too far, either. Even though I barely knew either of them. It was just a connection between the three of us that we had, which was odd given how short of a timespan we had spent together. In fact, I had been with other men for much more extended periods without developing nearly half this amount of trust.

  Hugo got on top of me and put his cock up to my breasts, then slowly began to slide it up and down between them, while Nico came to the other side of the bed. He slid his shaft into my mouth, and once again, I was in hea
ven, running my tongue up and down as he moaned with pleasure. I could feel the pre-cum dripping from Hugo’s shaft all over my tits, too, and I fought the urge to put some of it inside of my womanhood.

  Once Hugo was fully erect, he slid his manhood inside of my opening and began to fuck me. It was much more aggressive than our first night together, pounding into me as though he wanted to see my breasts fly up against my face. The harder he did it, the harder I moaned and sucked on Nico’s shaft. I used my muscles to squeeze his shaft as he slid in and out of me, moaning and grunting with every thrust.

  Nico put his hands on the back of my head and began to fuck my mouth even harder, his balls slapping against my chin at the same rate that his brother’s balls were hitting my ass. I loved that both of them were in control of me for a change, and it felt as though a weight had been lifted off of my chest. All of these years, I had been in control, both in business and of my emotions, and now I was giving it up for two Russian brothers.

  “Fuck Michelle,” he moaned, sliding into my mouth even harder. “It fits so perfectly in there!”

  Hugo slapped my thighs, and I got turned over onto all fours, moaning as I backed up near his shaft. I wiggled my ass back and forth, almost begging him to spank it, and he did. Then he slid his thumb in my asshole and his middle finger inside of my cunt, moving both of them back and forth. I knew that if he kept doing that, it wouldn't be long until my body was shaking and climaxing all over his hand.

  “God, that feels amazing,” I moaned, then leaned back farther onto his hand.

  “Nico, get underneath.” Hugo gently rested his cock against my asshole. As if waiting for me to give him the go-ahead, I gently pushed back against his dick, and it slowly entered my ass. I had only done anal sex with one other man, and it wasn’t my favorite, but there was something about Hugo that made me want to submit to him. I wanted him to use any and all of my holes for his pleasure.

  Nico was underneath me, sucking on each of my breasts as his cock found my cunt. I moved back and forth on both of their cocks, feeling one in each hole and moaning with pleasure. I had never been double penetrated before, and suddenly I couldn’t see not having sex that way for the rest of my life.

  Within minutes their hands were all over my body as we made the California king size bed shake and creak. My ass slapped back and forth against Hugo as we rocked faster and harder. We could still hear the people in the other rooms, but at that point, we didn’t give a flying fuck if they could hear us. I used both my cunt and ass muscles to massage their shafts inside of me, begging them to release. I wanted to feel both of them filling me with their juices at the same time.

  Before they could come, however, I felt my own orgasm approaching.

  Hugo smacked my ass and said, “Let it go, woman! Let it go!”

  I screamed so loud that Nico had to put his hand over my mouth, and I released my juices all over his shaft. I bent down and kissed him as he filled my hole up with his cum, and Hugo did the same to my asshole. I don’t know how Hugo knew that I was close to climaxing, especially since he was in my asshole, and I’d never had an orgasm during anal sex, but I chalked it up to the chemistry between the three of us.

  When we were all done, I dismounted and rolled onto my back, feeling their sperm run out of my holes and onto the sheets. All three of us were sweaty and exhausted from the sex session, and if it weren’t for his father’s dinner party, I would have easily fallen asleep right there in that bed. Especially since I would have gotten to sleep next to both Nico and Hugo. The thought of waking up next to them in the morning sounded wonderful, even though I knew that we’d have to leave his father’s mansion soon.

  I laid there for several minutes, along with Nico and Hugo, until we heard people dangerously close to the outside of the door.

  “Do you know where my sons are?”

  “No, I don’t, Alexander.”

  Suddenly a hand tried to open the door, and I instinctively covered myself up. Nico put his hands up, reminding us that he had locked it.

  “I have a migraine,” Nico said through the door. “Just lying down for a bit, Dad.”

  “Okay, son. Do you know where your brother is?”

  Nico looked at Hugo, who just shrugged his shoulders.

  “Um, no. I think he said he wasn’t feeling well, either.”

  “Alright,” their father said. “If you need to stay the night, just let me know, son. And use the house intercom if you need anyone to bring you something. There’s still plenty of food left.”

  All three of us let out a huge sigh and then giggled a little bit.

  “Crisis avoided,” I said, rolling over and kissing Nico on the lips. Then I rolled back the other way, doing the same to Hugo’s lips.

  “I think we need to get out of here,” Nico said.

  “I think you’re right,” Hugo replied. He walked over to the door, still naked, and put his ear to it. “Everyone is still out there, though, so let’s climb out the window.”

  All three of us quickly got dressed, then took turns climbing out of the window. Luckily nobody was outside on that side of the house, which meant that we could make a clean getaway. I suddenly realized that while Nico and Hugo had been accounted for, I hadn’t. A part of me felt as though I should go inside, especially since I was there on business. My father was an asshole, but he taught me how to socialize with the elites.

  I was nervous about leaving the dinner party without saying goodbye, let alone actually eating any of the food, but at that point, I would have followed them just about anywhere. After the lecture from my father, I realized how important it was that I become my own woman. If my father had been there, he would have told me to get my shit together and get back to business.

  That was exactly why I got into Nico’s car with Hugo and went to a nightclub with them.

  We made our way to the Vodka Grove, and the bouncers let us right in again.

  All three of us drank heavily that night, sipping on vodka and champagne, dancing, and just getting to know each other better. Hugo and Nico were amazing dancers, pushing their bodies up against mine while we were on the dance floor. I heard my phone go off a few times while we were grinding together, but I ignored the phone calls and text messages. They were either from my father or Elaina.

  As Hugo and Nico took turns making out with me, I thought about sending a quick text message to Elaina. I knew that she was probably worried about me, but the more I kissed the guys, the less I cared about checking in. I longed to be a free, grown woman who could do as she pleased. Elaina meant well by checking in on me, but all I wanted was one night of freedom without anyone knowing where I was or what I was doing.

  Once we were all good and drunk, we sat down at a table and ordered some food.

  “I’m starving,” I said when it finally arrived.

  My mother had raised me to eat like a lady, and a lady never shoves a cheeseburger into her mouth. As I stared at the one in front of me, I remembered how she taught me to cut it into smaller portions, then use a fork and knife to put it into my mouth. I agreed that it was better to eat with utensils instead of your fingers, but that night I said ‘fuck it’ and ate that cheeseburger like a man.

  “You definitely need to eat after drinking so much,” Nico said to me. “Hell yeah! Eat that cheeseburger. It’s about time you had some real food, woman. All we ever see you eat is grilled chicken salads. Doesn’t that get boring after a while?”

  I nodded while washing down my cheeseburger with some water. “Yes, but I don’t have the metabolism of a guy like you. If I ate like this every day, my hips and ass would be huge!”

  Hugo leaned into my ears and said, “That’d just be more for me to grab onto, babe!”

  I laughed at both of them, then continued to eat my cheeseburger and fries. It was loud inside the club, and I loved every minute of it. Women were staring at me, casting jealous glances as I commanded the attention of both of the brothers. Men were also staring at me, and I knew they were
checking me out.

  “We did work up quite the appetite,” Hugo pointed out. “So the more we fuck like that, the more you get to eat real food?” I nodded and laughed some more, thoroughly enjoying the moment and letting myself get lost in it. “Did you have fun tonight?” I looked into Hugo’s eyes and smiled. He was so caring and sweet, even though I had given him complete control and the reins to do whatever he wanted to me that night.

  “I had a lot of fun, actually.”

  “Be honest, though,” Hugo said. “Had you done anal sex before?”

  “Dude, keep your voice down!” Hugo waved his hand at Nico, who was worried about people hearing us.

  “Really, Nico? Since when do you care about what people think of you?”

  I turned to Nico and tilted my head. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

  Nico rolled his eyes. “I used to be a bit of a party guy, alright? I’m young, so what?”

  “You’re not that young anymore,” Hugo said with a smirk on his face. Nico threw a fry at him, and Hugo picked it up and ate it.

  “I’d love to hear more about your younger days,” I said to Nico.

  He told me about how one night, his freshman year of college, he got so wasted that he ended up naked and on top his dormitory building. Everyone was in the street, cheering him on as he danced and sang songs while they recorded him.

  “I don’t know if it’s online, though,” he said.

  “It’s not,” Hugo said with a grin. “Believe me, I’ve spent years searching for it. He got in so much trouble when the residential advisor caught him, though. He was suspended for the rest of the semester. Dad was fucking pissed at you, bro.”

  Nico shrugged his shoulders and laughed. “He pulled the same kind of shit in my day, too. He’s such a fucking hypocrite. Get this, Michelle. At his bachelor party, he got undressed and went streaking down Main Street in Moscow. The police recognized him immediately, because of his father, and got him a robe. If he hadn’t been a Stepanov, fuck, he’d have done some hard time in a Russian prison.”