Page 44 of Sexting my Bratva Daddies

They stared like they could read my mind, assessing me in a way they never had before. It raised the hair on my arms and set my heart into overdrive.

Leo’s low rumble sliced the air. “Anton Pravchenko is one of our biggest rivals. It seems he has gained access to some of our company files and is now wreaking havoc on our investments.”

“I would never share company information with anyone outside the firm. I wouldn’t share information with anyone inside the firm unless you told me to.” I licked my lips again, hating the dryness making them feel sticky. “You can search my laptop if you want.” I started to stand.

Misha blocked my path with nothing more than a step in my direction.

Viktor’s stance shifted, and so did the air in the room. “We would rather search your body.”

My… body?

The adrenaline that had been pumping through me fast enough to almost put me in heart failure abated enough to let me think.

Heat filled my face. Had this whole thing been a setup? They played it perfectly, all three of them working together to keep me on edge.

They must be playing a game with me like they did in the playroom. It wouldn’t surprise me if they’d taken my undressing as permission to kick things off.

I mean, it had been. I just hadn’t expected them to pull off an elaborate setup like this at the drop of a hat. My stomach fluttered, the nervousness beginning to shift to something else.

My hands trembled, the adrenaline rush leaving me weak and unsteady. I’d never learned how to control adrenaline, and a shiver racked my shoulders as it fled. “My body is yours to search as you see fit.” Come on, girl. You can do this. You were bold enough to wear lingerie under your dress all day. You were bold enough to come in here and offer yourself to them. There’s no reason you can’t be bold enough to do this too.

I uncrossed my ankles and widened my knees, leaning back into the chair.

Viktor’s eyes shuttered, the heat in them enough to set me on fire. Yes. This was the Viktor I knew and understood.

Misha remained slightly in front of me, and his hand skimmed down the side of my cheek. “You have broken your own rules, Peyton. Does this deserve punishment?”

I managed to break my way free of Viktor’s stare and lift my head. “Maybe it does. All I know is I want you. All of you. In here. I’ve been dreaming about this since Leo mentioned shoving me underneath his desk.”

“I did not say shove.” Leo shook his head, a grumble of laughter vibrating his shoulders. “Though I can understand your choice of words thanks to Viktor.” He slapped Viktor on the shoulder. “We have been thinking of having you in here as well. Many different ways.”

Oh, Lord. I’d definitely made the right decision. I stood, coming face to face with Misha, and undid the laces on the corset, slowly revealing the rest of my body to them.

Three sets of eyes on me no longer made me nervous as all three groaned and palmed their cocks.

This was going to be so worth it. I already anticipated their bending me over the desk. Maybe taking me to the couch. I didn’t care. I trusted them to give me pleasure no matter what.

Misha moved my hands away and pushed the lingerie off my shoulders, freeing my breasts. He palmed them, his thumbs rolling over my aching nipples. “You will have all that you dreamed of and more. We will fuck you on the desk. Across the desk. You may crawl under the desk and suck Leo’s cock until you drive yourself crazy. All of it. All for you.”

“Yes.” I groaned and reached behind me, searching for something to hold on to as Misha dropped to his knees and nosed my clit. “Misha. Oh, God, Misha.”

“I love this pretty pussy.” He widened my legs and slid his fingers into me, drawing them out and holding them up to the light. “I would eat it for every meal and never tire. I am, as you have noticed, a predator. I enjoy the hunt, and I enjoy the meal.” His eyes glazed. “Tonight, you are the meal. And I am going to gorge myself.” He proceeded to do exactly that, eating me out with enough fervor to leave me quaking.

Oh, God. I needed this. I needed him right there, his mouth and hands bringing me pleasure.

Viktor and Leo watched from three steps away, but their eyes held mine, reassurance glowing bright and giving me strength to understand they were not hesitating, only reveling in the moment.

18

MISHA

I had to slow down. Seeing Peyton step out in confidence made me so damned proud, falling to my knees came far too easily. I ran my hand between her legs and took one more long, deep breath before rocking onto my heels and standing.

I doubted I could bring myself to care even if she were a spy. I wanted her. I wanted nothing but her. Even if I had to continue to share her, I would.

Years of reading people, of coming to understand motivation and conflict, meant getting it wrong put people in body bags.

Every instinct I had pointed in the same direction.