Viktor stepped closer, close enough that his breath stirred a wisp of hair near my cheek. “She’s doing that thing we thought she’d do,” he murmured to Mikhail, eyes still locked on me. “The one where she tries to pretend she isn’t imagining all three of us stripping her bare and making her come a hundred times while she takes our cocks in each one of her pretty holes.”
My jaw dropped. “Viktor?—”
He grinned. “What? I’m helping the conversation along. You should thank me.”
Mikhail’s deep voice cut in, calmer but no less intense. “Katya,” he said, “you don’t have to choose just one of us.”
Viktor leaned in further, brushing my shoulder with his. “I mean, how could you possibly choose just one; we’re allsoamazing. More important, you don’twantto choose,kotenok. That’s the best part. You can have all three Dragunov brothers whenever you want.”
Andrei chuckled under his breath. “Look at her blush. She definitely doesn’t want to choose. She wants all three of us.”
“I’m still not blushing.” I denied the obvious truth, even as my cheeks flushed even more deeply.
Viktor tapped his knuckles under my chin. “Sweetheart, you’re the color of an overripe tomato right now. It’s adorable.”
Mikhail stepped closer, his gaze burning hotter than either of his siblings. “We know exactly what we’re getting into.”
“And exactly what we want,” Andrei added.
Viktor nodded toward me wickedly. “And we know exactly what you want too.”
“Viktor,” I hissed again.
“Correct me if I’m wrong,” he said, tilting his head. “Go on. Say I’m wrong.”
I couldn’t.
And the three of them knew it.
I tried one last weak protest. “You’re not allowed to gang up on me.”
Viktor smirked. “What about gangbangs, then? Still on the table? One cock, two cocks, three cocks? One at a time? All at the same time?”
I didn’t think my cheeks could get any hotter. I wished I was girly enough to faint.
Mikhail shook his head, clearly amused. “So, tell us. Do you want one Dragunov… or all three?”
The answer tangled in my throat. They waited. The silence stretched long enough to make my pulse trip.
Finally, the truth slipped out in a whisper.
“You’re right. I don’t want to choose between you. I want you all.”
All three of them moved at once like a pack of wolves circling a meal they’d decided to share.
“Good,” Andrei murmured, thumb stroking my jaw.
“Very good,” Mikhail said, voice like velvet over steel.
Viktor leaned close to my ear and spoke low enough that only I heard. “Because we’ve already agreed to share you.”
“You can’t just decide that for me,” I said, flustered and hot and failing entirely at pretending I didn’t love every second of this.
Viktor grinned, wicked and satisfied. “You keep saying that! We know you want it,kotenok. You’ve been looking at us like we’re your own personal buffet since you walked in this room.”
Andrei laughed softly. “It’s true. She’s been undressing us with her eyes.”
Mikhail gave me a look so dark and intimate it made my stomach flip. “You’re ours, Katya. We know it and you know it.”
