“You want to fight?” he growls.
I claw at the granite, trying to twist free, but Dimitri’s hold on me leaves me no room. I yelp as his fingers tangle in my hair and he tugs my head up. I arch my back and try to slam my heel into his shin, but he’s braced, unmovable, and just laughs at my tiny rebellion.
“You want to be destroyed, Hope?” he hisses into my ear, his breath hot, and I nod. I can feel his cock pressed against my ass, and then he’s got his hand between my legs, rough, yanking the cotton aside and shoving two fingers into me without warning.
I whimper. “Fuck.” It’s not gentle and the stretch hurts.
His knuckles pound against my entrance, and he crooks his fingers, stroking a spot that threatens to buckle my knees.
“Look how wet you are,” he praises and he leans back, releases my hair, and kneads my ass. “You won’t be able to walk after I’m done with you.”
The thought makes my pussy clench around his fingers, and I tilt my hips back. God, I want more. His other hand cracks across my ass, a raw, perfect line of fire.
Knox plants himself almost in front of me and tilts my chin up. “You remember the word?” he asks.
I nod, the motion barely there.
Dimitri pumps his fingers again and again, his other hand on my sensitive ass cheek.
“Say it,” Knox insists, and the edge in his voice is what does it, what melts a bit of my resistance.
“Red,” I whisper, testing it, tasting it, but I don’t want it. I want the opposite.
Knox’s mouth curves in the smallest smile. “Good girl. Now don’t say it unless you mean it.”
DIMITRI
My fingers curve inside her, and her pussy tightens. I know she’s getting closer. I want her to lose herself as she tries to fight it.
But first, I want something else from her.
My pumping fingers leave her and I quickly turn her around, fling her shirt and bra from her body. My throat dries as I see her perfect tits, her nipples hard and my initials staring back at me.
“Hold her down,” I bark to Knox and Jaxon as I lift her up the island. They grab her arms, keeping her stretched out as I keep her jeans bundled at her knees.
“Let. Me. Go!” she screams as her body thrashes.
“There’s no escaping me, sweetheart,” I taunt, lift her legs, and crawl between her thighs, keeping her bundled knees around my shoulders.
“You bit me,” I note, and spread her pussy with my fingers, taking in how wet and needy she is.
“Don’t you dare bite me there, Dimitri!”
I hum. “But it’s so tempting,” I tease and flick my tongue over her clit.
Her thighs clamp around my head and I grin as I peek up at her. “I wonder how long it will take before you’re a quivering mess.”
“Dim—”
Her words fail as I lap my tongue over her clit, keeping a steady pressure. With one hand, I keep her pussy spread, while with my other, I tease her entrance, circling my fingers, drawing down to her ass and back up.
I feel the slight tremble in her legs, I see how her lips part, and I flick my tongue, again and again until her hips buck up, begging for more, for a release.
Jaxon and Knox keep their hold on her as they lean down, their tongues teasing her nipples, and I plunge my fingers inside her.
“Fuck,” she moans, her back arching off the kitchen island. My lips close around her clit, and I suck in the same rhythm as my thrusting finger.
“Do—god—Dimitri—”
