24. Annalise

24

ANNALISE

I can feel the heat radiating off Nikhil and Cassius, their strong bodies pressing against mine as we continue to explore each other. The scent of desire fills the air, intoxicating me with every breath.

Nikhil’s lips find my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine as he plants a trail of kisses along my sensitive skin. I tilt my head to give him better access, biting down on my lower lip to contain the soft moans that threaten to escape. His strong hands wrap around my waist, anchoring me to him.

Cassius has my lips captured in a searing kiss as Nikhil’s fingers trail along the curve of my breasts, teasing my nipples with gentle pinches and flicks.

“Ah,” I gasp into Cassius’s mouth, the sensation of their touches overwhelming my senses.

“Like that?” Nikhil murmurs against my skin, his breath hot on my neck.

“Yes,” I admit, my voice barely audible. Their combined attention is intoxicating, driving me to crave more.

Cassius deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth with a hunger that matches my own. My fingers tangle in his dark blond hair, anchoring myself to him as Nikhil continues his sensual assault on my breasts.

“God, you’re so responsive,” Cassius whispers when he finally breaks away from my lips, his blue eyes darkening with desire.

I can’t help but arch toward them, eager for every caress, every touch they offer. The intensity of my arousal surprises me, but I refuse to let fear or uncertainty hold me back. This moment, this connection, is too powerful to resist.

“Your body knows what it wants, Lily,” Nikhil says, his fingers deftly rolling my hardened nipple between them, sending shivers down my spine. “Don’t be afraid to let go.”

My breathing grows ragged as I surrender to their touch, allowing the pleasure to consume me entirely. With each stroke, each caress, I feel the walls I’ve built around myself crumbling away, leaving me raw and exposed in their arms.

“Please,” I whimper, not even sure what I’m begging for, but knowing that I need more of them—more of this connection that makes me feel alive and wanted.

“Patience, beautiful,” Cassius murmurs, his lips ghosting over mine. “We’re only getting started.”

As their hands continue to roam my body, stoking the flames of my desire higher and higher, I find myself lost in a world where nothing exists but the three of us and the passion that binds us together. And for the first time in my life, I don’t want to be found.

Nikhil’s breath is hot on my neck as his hand slides down to cup my buttocks. “Have you ever been touched here before?”

The question catches me off guard, and for a moment, I struggle to find my voice. “No,” I whisper, feeling oddly vulnerable at the admission. “I haven’t.”

“Ah, innocence,” Nikhil murmurs, his interest piqued. “There’s a certain pleasure to be found in exploring uncharted territory, wouldn’t you say, brother?”

“Indeed,” Cassius agrees, his eyes dark with desire as he watches our exchange. “And I think our Lily deserves to experience all the pleasures we have to offer.”

“Are you willing, beautiful?” Nikhil asks, his fingers tracing teasing circles around the sensitive skin of my backside. “Can we trust you to be open and receptive to our touch?”

My mind races, torn between fear of the unknown and the undeniable pull of my desire. But deep down, I know there’s no turning back—not now, not when I’m so completely lost in their embrace.

“Y-yes,” I stammer, my voice barely audible as I meet Nikhil’s gaze. “I trust you both.”

“Good girl,” he praises, his eyes alight with a wicked gleam. “Maybe another day.”

“Focus on this.”

Cassius unbuckles his belt, the metallic clink echoing through the dimly lit room. He locks eyes with me, a mischievous glint in his blue depths, before he slowly pulls down his pants and boxers. My breath catches at the sight of his proud, erect member—its length and girth commanding my full attention.

“Go on,” he urges, his voice low and seductive. “Touch it.”

I tentatively reach out, running my fingers along its velvety surface. It twitches under my touch, a clear indication of his arousal.

“See how hard you make me, Lily?” Cassius whispers, leaning in to brush his lips against my ear. “Now, let’s see if you can use that pretty mouth of yours to make me feel even better.”

My heart races as I kneel, and he guides my head toward his throbbing erection. I’ve never done this before, but something about being so intimately close to him ignites my curiosity and desire. Cassius watches me intently, his hand resting on the back of my neck, providing gentle encouragement.

“Start by kissing the tip,” he instructs, his voice firm yet patient. “Then, use your tongue to trace circles around it.”

I obey, feeling a surge of pride when I hear his sharp intake of breath. Encouraged, I follow his guidance, swirling my tongue around the sensitive head, savoring the faint taste of his arousal.

“Good girl,” he praises, his grip on my neck tightening ever so slightly. “Now, take me into your mouth and suck gently. Remember to use your hands as well.”

As I slide my lips over him, taking in as much of him as I can, I’m acutely aware of Cassius’s watchful gaze. He doesn’t say anything further, letting me find my own rhythm as I use my hands and tongue to pleasure him. My inexperience is no match for the eagerness with which I try to please him, and I can tell by the way his breathing quickens that I’m doing something right.

“Such a quick learner,” he murmurs appreciatively, threading his fingers through my hair. “Keep going, beautiful.”

I continue to work on him, becoming more confident with each stroke and suck. Cassius’s breath hitches, and I know he’s close. In this moment, I feel powerful, knowing I’m responsible for the ecstasy etched across his handsome face.

Cassius watches me intently, his blue eyes dark with desire. I can feel the heat of his gaze on me, urging me to continue exploring the length of him in my mouth. My heart races as I focus on pleasing him, using everything he’s taught me so far.

I let my tongue dance over every inch of him. The sound of his ragged breaths fills the room, spurring me on.

“Come here,” he says suddenly, pulling me away and guiding me to a nearby table. As he leans back against it, he motions for me to continue. I don’t hesitate, diving back in with renewed enthusiasm.

“Such a good girl,” he whispers, his voice thick with longing.

Then I feel Nikhil slip his fingers between my legs as he kneels behind me, teasing my sensitive flesh. I gasp, the sensation sending shock waves through me, making it difficult to maintain my focus on Cassius. But I refuse to let up, fueled by the need to prove myself.

“Keep going, beautiful,” Nikhil urges, his digits expertly working me as I struggle to remain coherent.

My mind is a whirlwind of pleasure and anticipation, wondering what else these enigmatic brothers have in store for me. As Nikhil continues to play with me, I can feel my body responding, growing wetter and more desperate for release. It’s all I can do to keep from begging him for more.

“Such an eager little thing, aren’t you?” Nikhil teases, his voice laced with dark amusement. “Don’t worry, we’re just getting started.”

“Such a perfect little ass,” Nikhil murmurs appreciatively, his strong hands gripping my hips to pull me closer. I can feel his hot breath on my skin as his lips graze my buttocks. The sensation sends electricity down my spine, making me tremble with need.

“Relax, beautiful,” he whispers, sensing my tension. “I promise you’ll enjoy this.” And with that, his tongue begins to explore my most intimate area, alternating between gentle licks and more aggressive sucking.

“Ah, Nikhil,” I gasp, surprised by the intensity of pleasure radiating through me. His touch is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and I find myself craving more.

“Keep going, beautiful.” Cassius grabs my head, bringing it back to his dick, and I immediately begin sucking on it.

As I become lost in the sensations, I barely register the pressure of Nikhil’s finger pressing against my anus. The unexpected touch makes me gasp, my body tensing momentarily before relaxing again under his expert guidance.

His finger continues to apply gentle pressure. As I give in to the sensation, a new world of pleasure begins to open up before me—a world where the line between pain and ecstasy is blurred.

I wrap my lips around the head of Cassius’s dick before taking him deeper into my mouth. The taste of him sends shivers down my spine, emboldening me to explore further.

His fingers tangle in my hair, gripping it possessively as he controls the pace and depth of my oral stimulation. The feeling of being controlled by him is intoxicating, pushing me to please him even more.

I feel like I’m being filled everywhere, and it feels good…it all feels so good.

As I suck and lick, I begin to understand my own power. The way I can make this powerful man moan and shudder with just my mouth is exhilarating, and it only fuels my desire to do better. My tongue swirls around his shaft while my hands grip his hips, steadying myself as he thrusts gently into my mouth.

“Good girl,” he praises, his voice thick with lust. Hearing his approval makes my heart race, filling me with pride and a newfound confidence. I continue to take him deeper, using every ounce of skill and enthusiasm I possess.

“Annalise,” he warns, his breathing becoming ragged. “I’m close.”

Instead of pulling away, I double my efforts, determined to bring him to the edge. His grip on my hair tightens as he reaches his climax, releasing himself into my waiting mouth. I swallow every drop obediently, earning another satisfied moan from Cassius.

“Such a good girl,” he breathes, his blue eyes darkened by lust and admiration. “You’ve pleased me greatly, Annalise.”

My chest swells with pride, both from his words and the knowledge that I have the power to satisfy one of the most dangerous men in the bratva.

As I kneel there, my body trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, Nikhil steps forward. The intensity in his eyes is like a storm brewing on the horizon—dark, powerful, and utterly captivating. He helps me to my feet and turns me around to face the pool table, pressing my palms against its smooth surface.

“Keep your legs open for me, Annalise,” he commands, his voice low and authoritative. I comply, feeling exposed and vulnerable under his gaze.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, positioning himself behind me. He grips my hips firmly as he enters me from behind, sinking deep into my wetness. A gasp escapes my lips at the sudden fullness, followed by a moan of pleasure.

“Fuck, you feel incredible,” Nikhil growls, setting a rough and fast rhythm that has me clinging onto the edge of the pool table for dear life. My knuckles turn white, and I can’t help but cry out with each savage thrust.

“Harder, Nikhil!” I beg, desperate for more. He obliges, his grip tightening around my hips as he increases the speed and force of his movements.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he orders, barely giving me time to register his words before helping me lift my legs and wrap them around his waist. My body strains to keep up with the intensity, but it feels too good for me to want to stop.

“Can you take it, Annalise?” Nikhil challenges, the hint of a smirk playing on his lips. “Can you handle the full force of the Volkov brothers?”

“God, yes!” I exclaim, my mind racing with equal parts fear and exhilaration. “Give it to me!”

He smirks, pleased with my response, and redoubles his efforts. The sensation is overwhelming, my body on the brink of shattering into pieces under the onslaught of pleasure.

“God, Annalise,” he growls, his voice strained with pleasure. “You’re so tight, so perfect.”

I bite my lip, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to keep up with his unrelenting pace. His words stoke the fire within me, igniting a lustful desire that threatens to consume me entirely. My fingernails dig into the pool table’s felt surface, desperate for something to anchor me to reality amidst this whirlwind of passion.

“Please…don’t stop,” I gasp, my breaths coming in short, sharp pants.

“Trust me, I won’t,” Nikhil assures me, a wicked smile dancing across his lips. And true to his word, his thrusts only grow more forceful, each one driving me closer and closer to the edge.

“Ah, yes!” I moan, my vision blurring as the intensity of the sensations coursing through me reaches a fever pitch. “Nikhil, I’m?—”

“Come for me, Annalise,” he commands, his voice thick with desire.

At his urging, I let go, succumbing to the tidal wave of ecstasy that crashes over me. It hits me like a freight train, leaving me completely breathless as I cling to Nikhil for dear life.

“Fuck!” he shouts, his body tensing as he reaches his own climax, his warmth filling me completely. We ride out the storm together, our limbs intertwined, our breaths ragged and heavy.

As the last tremors of pleasure fade, we collapse against the pool table, our bodies slick with sweat and spent desire. I can feel Cassius’s strong arms encircling me from behind, his chest pressed against my back, while Nikhil’s forehead rests against my shoulder, his breath hot on my skin.

“God…” I whisper, still reeling from the intensity of our encounter. “That was…”

“Intense,” Nikhil finishes for me, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. “But you handled it like a true Volkov.”

“Indeed,” Cassius murmurs, his voice low and smooth as silk. “You’ve more than earned your place among us, Annalise.”