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"Fuck, you look good like that," Damyan growled to me as he pushed his cock a little deeper into my mouth, my lips spreading around him to accommodate his size. I worked my tongue along the underside of his shaft, feeling him throbbing in my mouth, clearly already close to the edge …
And then, all at once, Maxim pulled back. I gasped, catching my breath, but before I could say a word, Maxim pulled me down and onto his lap, unbuckling his pants and taking his cock into his hand.
"I want to feel it when you come," he told me, and I groaned, tipping my head back as he pulled me down roughly onto his erection as Damyan thrust himself back into my mouth once more.
And there I was, filled by both of them. The intensity of that moment was nearly enough to push me over the edge right then and there—the shock of it, the thrill of it making my whole body tense. I grabbed onto Maxim’s shoulder, using it for leverage as I rode him hard, taking as much of Damyan’s length inside of me as I could.
Maxim was pushing himself into me, deep and hard, filling me to the brim, as I stroked Damyan’s cock into my mouth, feeling him inch closer and closer towards the edge. I could feel the pleasure building from some point deep inside my body, growing and pulsing and moving towards the edge, closer, closer, closer …
And then, I felt it, Damyan’s cock twitch between my lips, and it was that feeling that took me over the edge and into my release, right there, riding Maxim on the bedroom floor. I moaned around him, feeling the warmth of his seed as it filled my mouth.
The contractions of my own pleasure rose up from between my legs to take over my entire body, shuddering from my pussy through my whole system and spiraling everything down to pure, complete, and endless pleasure. I sank my fingers into Maxim’s shoulder, and he planted his mouth on my neck, moving up and into me one more time and holding himself there like he was savoring every second of it.
Both of them, finishing inside me, filling me to the very brim, and I still didn’t feel as though I could get enough. Damyan pulled back, allowing me to catch my breath, and I gazed up at him through bleary eyes.
"Fuck," I gasped, and both of them laughed, Maxim nuzzling his nose along my neck.
"Good, Mina?" he murmured, and I nodded, pulling back so I could kiss him again.
"So fucking good," I breathed back, wrapping my arms around him and reaching for Damyan as I sank into this kiss once more.
Chapter Twenty-Two – Maxim
"You going to be okay in there?" I asked her, and she squeezed my hand and nodded.
"I’m going to be fine," she replied firmly. "I want to see him. I need to know how he’s doing."
"If you’re sure," I replied, still a little concerned, but knowing better than to try and get in the way of what she knew was right for her. If there was one thing I had learned over the last few months, since Mina had officially moved into the penthouse to live with Damyan and I, it was that she did things her way, and she didn’t let anyone get in the way of that.
We were visiting her father at the facility he had been staying in for the last few weeks, and I was glad she finally felt able to actually see him and spend some time with him for real. I knew how tough it had been for her, keeping her distance, letting him get a good amount of sobriety under his belt before she saw him again. She needed to see that it was working, that he was really sticking to it. It was, after all, the last chance she had given him, and she didn’t want anything to get in the way of that.
I made my way into the facility with her, my hand in hers, not giving a damn who saw us together. It wasn’t as though people didn’t know about the relationship that had developed between us over the course of these few months. We spent evenings in the club together, dancing, talking, laughing—whether Damyan or I, she always had company, never having to navigate anything by herself. It served as a good distraction as she tried to deal with the reality of what was going on with her father.
When we reached reception, to my surprise, Mina’s father was already standing there waiting for us, and he looked so different from the man that I had known before, I almost didn’t recognize him. His skin was clear, he stood taller, his shoulders rolled back, not hunched forward as though he was trying to vanish into himself for good.
"Mina," he greeted his daughter, a slightly nervous smile on his face; I stepped aside so she could hug him in greeting.
"It’s so good to see you, Dad," she told him, pulling back and looking him up and down. "You look … You look so much better."
"I feel so much better," he replied at once, the smile spreading wider across his face as he spoke. "It’s been so long since I’ve felt this clear-headed. I’m so glad you made me do this, Mina."
"I’m so glad you’re actually sticking to it," she replied. "Why don’t you show me around this place a little? I’d like to get a feel for where you’re spending all your time."
I went with them, right by Mina’s side the entire time. I knew it was what Damyan would want, making sure she didn’t get hurt again. It was still so tenuous, this new relationship she was building with her father, and I couldn’t imagine the amount of pain she was in, knowing what he had done to her at the height of his addiction.
And I was suspicious of him too, if I was being honest. I wanted to trust that he had her best interests at heart, but it was tough to believe. It was going to take a whole hell of a lot for him to prove that to me, but, as long as she was willing to let him try, then I was in no position to argue. I wanted her to be happy, above all else, and if this was what it took to make that happen, I was more than willing to go along with it.
She and her father sat in the warm sunshine outside the facility, chatting, sharing old memories that were just starting to come back for him. What they had, it seemed fragile, but at least it was something. I was glad to see Mina happy, no matter what the circumstances, and as long as she trusted in how this was turning out, I would go along with it.
"You come back and visit whenever you want," Dimitry told Mina as he hugged her goodbye again. His eyes locked with mine for a moment, and I nodded to him in acknowledgement, letting him know that I was impressed with everything he had done so far, and I was glad that our help had gotten him to this point.
Mina let out a long, shaky breath as we stepped outside again, and I put my hand on the small of her back.
"You okay?" I murmured to her, and she nodded.
"Yeah," she replied, managing a smile. "It’s … a lot, seeing him like that."
"In a good way?”
