by Mia Wilde
I can’t take my eyes off of them as I mull it over. Piotr is right—I got myself into this mess. I made problems for myself and them. The fact that I want them is clear. If I can smell it on myself, they can definitely smell it, too. The fact that they want me…one glance to the bulges that are forming in their pants, even visible through all their pads, tells me that it’s true.
So. Do I want to apologize? Or do I want to be taken?
I smirk up at them, pushing my chest out and projecting defiance. “You know what, boys? As far as I’m concerned, you two deserve what I did to you.”
The share another glance. It leaves their grins broadening out into wicked, sinister smiles.
“Oh, Maddie,” Piotr says softly, reaching for the fastenings of his pants. “We were hoping you’d say that.”
17
Ash
“I think it’s about time we showed this bitch just what happens when you fuck with the Stormbreakers, huh?” I ask Piotr. He’s already beaten me to that conclusion—his cock is already out, hard and clenched in his fist.
“Do you boys really think you can teach me that better than Don and Jared did?” Madeline asks, challenging us. There’s a devilish little glimmer in her hazel eyes that makes me tear at my own buttons and zipper.
“Things can get a hell of a lot worse than just some cum on your ass and a ruined outfit, darlin’.” I advance on her, Piotr just behind me. My eyes are wild with desire to fucking take Maddie. To prove to her just how much she should regret pushing us so far.
Piotr moves behind her. “Oh, Maddie… Don and Jared were a warm-up by comparison to what we’re about to do to you.”
He takes hold of her wrists, eliciting a little yelp from those pretty, plump lips of hers. As Piotr hoists them up over her head, holding them tight against his abs, I drop down to her level, reaching out to squeeze one of her perfect tits while Maddie’s hands brush against Piotr’s hard, thick cock.
I grin at her. “Cause if we deserved everything you wrote about us, then I reckon it’s time for you to get your own just desserts.”
I know right away that there’s no way that I’m going to be delicate. If she wants to toy with us, we’ll show her just how hard the Stormbreakers play. Piotr thrusts between her hands a few times, giving her a little taste of exactly how much big Russian cock he’s about to feed her, then moves to the side so he can give her a more literal taste of the precum that’s pooling at his tip.
Madeleine purses her lips, half-smiling as she coyly fights his advances for a few seconds. But then, she can’t help it. She wants it too bad. She caves. I watch as she wraps her fuckable lips around Piotr’s cock, sucking on him so sweetly that for a moment I wish it were me.
But I’ve got other things to concern myself with. I grasp and clutch at her full tits, squeezing until she mewls with pleasured pain around the Russian’s dick. He’s not holding back either, fucking her throat with long, full strokes that have her eyes streaming and mascara running even as she clenches them tight.
My hands go to the buttons on Madeleine’s jeans. I know what we both want. The only way for us to get even on Jared and Donovan and the only way to show her just how fucked she is. To be the first to break in that tight, hot pussy of hers.
I’m not delicate with her clothing, pulling the jeans off of her body in a single movement that leaves her lithe legs exposed. Only a soaking pair of panties separates me from her cunt.
I decide to take care of the panties the only way I can think of. Reaching between her legs, I press my fingers into the soaked fabric, muscles flexing as I rip them apart with a loud tearing sound. Now, her slit’s visible through the shredded material. Completely hairless except for a little bit of short, dark curl up on her mound. Her pussylips themselves are glistening slick, framed by torn lace.
She pulls her mouth of Piotr’s cock long enough to turn to me in a furious sneer. They must have been expensive. “Oh, fuck you…” She doesn’t say much more before Piotr forces her face back around his shaft, the last words of her complaint fading into gagging chokes as he forces his thick dick
“They were already ruined,” I respond. “You’re so fucking wet for us, babydoll, your honey had them soaked through by the time I finally got to them.
I press my lips up against her slit, just to get a taste. I can’t resist. She’s just as good as Jared said. Sweet, aromatic and so hot that I can hardly believe she isn’t burning up from it. My tongue slips from teasing at the bud of her clit to dip between her lips, a torrent of honey pouring into my mouth.
I pull away, her juices clinging to my chin as I look up at Piotr. “Holy shit, dude, this bitch is so fucking wet for us.”
“I know. I can fucking smell her.” He pulls his dick from her mouth entirely. What he does next surprises even me. He lowers his huge hand to grasp around her throat, squeezing with gentle force. She whimpers and moans, writhing in his grasp.
She can fight it all she likes, though. Her pussy’s giving her away. If she was wet before, she’s a fucking flood risk now.
“We’re brutes, are we?” Piotr demands. Earlier, he might have been talking about how Maddie wasn’t a fuckdoll, but you wouldn’t know that from how he’s treating her right now. That’s the thing about finding a strong, sassy woman like her when you’re as competitive and driven as guys like us. All that faux resitance, the cat-and-mouse of it all…it just makes it that much sweeter when we finally get to put Maddie in her place.
He pulls her off his cock, releasing her throat just enough so she can answer.
Maddie coughs, then looks up at him daringly. “Is that the best you’ve got?”
There’s a flicker of a smile. “You shouldn’t beg to be broken like that, Maddie. Not from us.”
I take her clit between my index finger and thumb, pinching it and rolling it around for punctuation. She can’t fucking handle it—her hips are rolling and writhing away from me just to stop herself from orgasming then and there.
“You might pretend like you’re better than us,” I tell her. “You might say that you hate us. But you still fucking want us, don’t you, sweetheart?”
Piotr squeezes her throat again, smearing his precum along her high, delicate cheekbone. “Tell me who you belong to.”
There’s no warmth in his voice, just pure Siberian ice. I can feel how soaked she still is, though. I can see the way her eyes are rolling as they flicker open. She’s loving the way he’s treating her, the teasing torture of it all driving her to whole new heights of pleasure.
“Oh, please.” Maddie chokes up at him, an arrogant little smile crossing her face. If she has any idea what she’s doing, then she’s even more of a masochist than I originally thought she must’ve been when she agreed to take this job. This whole bratty act is only going to make her eventual punishment that much worse. “It’ll take more than that to get me to…”
I glance up at Piotr, then decide I don’t need to hear the rest. I press my hand into her cunt viciously, fingers turning to probe at her spot from the inside while my tongue returns to her clit, lashing at it, eventually taking it between my teeth to bite softly. I press and probe, an aggressive, savage attack on her pussy that leaves her body writhing.
Just as she crests on her orgasm, Piotr moves unexpectedly once again. This time, he brings his hand down in a hard slap to her cheek. I feel her half gush into my mouth as he does.
We’re finally close to breaking her. She gasps, but I catch sight of the grin on her face as I pull away from her spasming pussy.
“The man asked you a question, Maddie,” I repeat from between her legs, while Piotr glowers down at her, his hand still wrapped around her throat, her body completely ours to do whatever we want. “Who do you belong to?”
She knows better now. We’ll just keep savaging her and pleasuring her until she tells us what she knows we want to hear.
“You,” she manages to half-sob, finally giving in. “Both of you. All of you. The Stormbreakers. I’m yours. I�
��m fucking yours. Just, please…”
While Piotr is torturing and teasing her, I stand up to undo my own pants. My cock leaps out, pointing straight at Maddie’s pussy like it’s downright hungry for it. I know exactly where it wants to go. The shredded material of her panties frame the pink of her pussylips, creating the perfect target as I slip between her thighs where she’s sprawled in the armchair.
“Oh, you’re ours alright, Maddie.” I press my cock up against her dripping slit. I’m going to be the first one to fuck her pussy. Not the last, I’m sure, but I’m still feeling pretty proud of myself for breaking new ground. “And now I’m gonna fucking prove it.”
18
Piotr
As Ash sinks into her cunt for the first time, Madeleine lets out a purring groan of pleasure. It feels fucking incredible, with the way her lips wrapped around my cock.
I don’t let her get the upper hand, though. I don’t let myself give into how warm and wet and eager her sexy fucking mouth is. As much as she might have impressed me out on the ice yesterday, as much as she might have pushed me, I can’t help but want to get my revenge. She owes me—owes all of us. For the things she wrote and for the way she wrote them. The carelessness with which she spun her tales.
And now it’s time that we get even. With the way she was challenging us, she’s practically begged for it.
If Donovan and Jared broke her resistance last night, Ash and I will break her the rest of the way. Turn her into something tamed and all ours, just like she swore she that she is.
She’s still bobbing her head up and down my cock when I decide that I want to have some more fun with her. Coming in her hot little mouth would be so easy, give her and me the satisfaction we’re craving. But I didn’t survive a childhood in Moscow only to start taking the easy road, and breaking her the rest of the way will make us all a lot happier in the long run. I pull my cock out from between her lips and crouch to slap her again. She moans and smiles up at me, her body writhing with the strike, the pain mixing with the pleasure. “Have you learned your lesson yet?” I demand. “You ready to apologize?”
“Oh, God…” I’m surprised she can still think from the way that Ash is pressing deep into her, his hips thrusting up into her from below so that her neck is contorted where I’m looming over her. He’s fucking her so hard that her entire body is moving with the motion, her tits jiggling as I firmly wrap a hand around her whole breast. Her body is just ours to do what we want with now, groping and slapping and using her while Ash plunders her tight sweet pussy, fucking and pumping like a man possessed. Then, to my surprise, Mia’s lips curl into a filthy little smile, teeth gleaming in the light. “Maybe I like it rough.”
I’m only too happy to oblige. “Hey, Ash.” Ash looks up from where he’s been drilling her. “Pull out for a second. Time for us to teach Maddie here some humility.” As soon as Ash pulls himself free of her, I drag her out of the chair. She lands in a heap on the floor, but I’m not done. “Lay down, man.” Ash does exactly as instructed, propping himself up on his elbows but laying on the fine carpet on the floor. I lift Maddie in just the same way as I did to get her up here, manhandling her roughly. She squeals and moans again, but there’s no laughter this time.
I bring her down onto Ash’s cock. I drive her downwards, impaling her onto his dick until she’s moaning with pleasure even as I keep tight control of her ride. She bucks and moans, unable to pull out because of the way that I’ve wrapped one arm tight around her waist. My other hand pumps my cock, pressed up against the firm cheeks of her ass. It would be so easy to push her forward to fuck her asshole while Ash continues to take her cunt, but I’m afraid of breaking her entirely if I do that. She’s already barely able to form complete sentences, trembling and moaning out an incoherent string of half-words and animal sounds.
“You still think you like it rough?” I demand. She’s so light and my size and strength advantage is so great that I can manipulate her entire body exactly how I want even as I continue to jerk my cock. She moans and groans as I hold her at just the right angle for Ash to be completely buried inside her, his hips thrashing and thrusting to match the way that I’m moving her on top of him. “You want us to come, you’re gonna have to give us what we want.”
“I’ve got all day, honey.” Ash brags from underneath her. You don’t get to be an athlete of our calibre without some serious stamina. I push her down and hold her while he rolls into her, the motion of his dick so deep inside her pushing her into, her head rolling back onto my shoulder her entire body caught in a single spasm which pushes her chest forward, now supported only by my arm around her. “I reckon keeping this up will spares us the sessions down in the team gym.”
“Oh…” Her hands are almost limp as they caress a stretch of her own skin, her entire body electrified by the sheer number and intensity of the orgasms that she’s been forced through today, to say nothing of what Donovan and Jared did to her last night. She’s on the very edge of breaking.
“Say it.” I order her. Still with one hand across her hip, I release her just enough to press my fingers to her pussy, finding her clit above where Ash’s cock is traversing her inner depths. The combined onslaught of my big, rough fingers and Ash’s dick push her to new heights. Just as she begins to coil and moan in another soul-shattering orgasm, I stop the motion of my hands on her clit and hiss my order directly into her ear. “Say it and we can all go away feeling really fucking good.”
“Oh, fuck!” Madeleine cries, her hair hanging around her shoulders as she screams in pleasure and desperate need. I’d never have imagined her losing herself so completely like this. But then, with one final desperate gulp of air, she finally gives in entirely. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’m fucking sorry!” Her shout must be louder than she intended, it practically echoes off the walls. I’d be surprised if the rest of the guys didn’t hear that down in the changing rooms. Good. They should know just how well fucked she is, and that we were the ones who got to her first.
“It’s OK, honey.” Ash says from between her thighs, mockingly sweet for a man who’s just had a woman bounced up and down his long, thick dick until she’s come herself sore. “You’re forgiven...” I return my fingers to her pussy and press on her clit, fingering her until she rolls against me, so lost in pleasure that I’m afraid that she doesn’t hear Ash finish his sentence. “If you let us come on your face.”
I can feel the tension rising in my own balls as I press myself close to Madeleine’s orgasmic, thrashing body. Lifting her entirely off Ash’s cock, I lower her to her knees. Ash springs up and we stand shoulder to shoulder, both of our hands pumping our dicks as we begin to come, splashing long pearlescent strands across her face as she kneels, taking our loads with all the skill and twice the grace of a professional pornstar. As we finish, she looks up at us, eyes opening wide, a worshipful stare from the way that we’ve treated her.
As the intensity of my orgasm subsides, I’m finally descending from the haze of sex-crazed energy I’ve been in for the last hour. Almost collapsing next to Madeleine, I raise my hand to the fading red mark my slaps have left on her face. “You know, I think maybe you were right. We are brutes.”
“You might be…” She replies, her face and neck glazed with our cum, her lips catching my fingers gently in a kiss more tender than I would have imagined her capable of at any time, but especially right now. “But I think maybe I like it.”
“Y’know, the team showers should be free,” Ash tells her from where he’s fallen into the chair that she was lay in when all of this started. “If y’wanted to clean up.”
“I might do that…” She’s totally breathless, stunned sounding. We all are. After a long moment, she finally stands up. “Thanks,” she manages to murmur. She gathers her clothes but doesn’t even bother getting dressed again, making her way down towards the rink. I’m surprised to see that she isn’t walking bowlegged after the pounding that Ash just gave her.
As she makes her way out of ears
hot, I turn to Ash, a scowl on my face. “Aren’t Chase and Garrett heading down to shower after that meeting with the coach any minute now?”
“Well,” Ash says, his face splitting into a wide grin that mirrors my scowl. “I didn’t wanna spoil the surprise.”
19
Madeleine
I can’t believe I just did that.
Scratch that—I can’t believe I just let them do that to me.
Piotr and Ash dominated me. Bent me to their wills and pushed me to the brink of what I could handle. Made me feel helpless. Made me feel like a cheap, dirty slut that they could take and use however they fucking wanted to.
And the craziest part?
I fucking loved it.
Hell—if anything, I’d actually asked them for it.
As I head down to the showers, I wipe the cum off my face with the hem of my Stormbreaker’s jersey. When I got dressed this morning, I thought maybe seeing me in the jersey would make me a little more endearing to the guys. But whatever I’d been expecting, I hadn’t expected that.
Never in my time at The Shredder did I think I would ever have to face any repercussions for what I was doing. With the way Don had treated me when we first met, I’d known from the start that Donovan Stone deserved whatever was coming to him. When my sleazy editor briefed me on the kind of men the rest of Don’s new team were, I’d assumed that they were all cut from the same cloth. But Don had proven to be a little more irresistible than I would’ve liked to admit. His buddy Jared, too. Piotr, who I’d clocked as the biggest softie in the bunch and therefore the weakest link if I wanted to win any of them over, had turned out to be the most panty-melting dominant man I’d ever met—and Ash, who I’d figured to be nothing more than a dumb asshole hick, had actually turned out to be strangely sweet.
