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  Rytsar stared at her breasts. “Your breasts…they have grown since I’ve played with them last.” He grasped one in his hand, admiring the extra fullness of it. “I look forward to the babe being born so I can taste your mother’s milk.”

  Brie turned to him, her eyes wide. “Really?”

  “Oh, yes,” he growled. “I have fantasized about it on many occasions.”

  Brie turned to Thane. “Have you?”

  He smirked. “The thought has crossed my mind.”

  Brie grasped her boobs, pressing them together as she looked down at them lustfully. “To have two men suckling my breasts at the same time? I could come just thinking about it. How weird is that?”

  Rytsar chuckled hoarsely. He had to remind himself not to come after seeing her willingness. “Not weird at all, radost moya.”

  He kissed her nipple, promising himself someday soon…

  “May I pleasure you both at once?” she asked innocently.

  Rytsar looked over at Thane, and they both nodded their agreement.

  She quickly changed position, turning to face them as she knelt between them. Taking one in each hand, Brie began to stroke their hard cocks.

  Rytsar closed his eyes, giving in to the tight hold she had as her hand moved up and down his shaft with a twisting motion. Even her hand jobs were exceptional after years of guided practice.

  The ache in his loins soon became too much, and he cried out huskily, “I’m coming.” His come burst from his manhood in impressive bursts that shot into the air, landing on his stomach and chest.

  It appeared Thane was not to be outdone. When Rytsar opened his eyes he saw that his comrade too was covered in come, and Brie…she was grinning in triumph.

  She quickly slipped off the end of the bed and got wet towels, thoroughly cleaning both men off.

  Once she was settled between them again, the two went back to work on her. This time they coordinated their efforts, first playing with her breasts as they took turns kissing her. However, this time they moved much more slowly, wanting to build up her climax in order to challenge her with it.

  “Téa, you are not allowed to come until Durov gives the word,” Thane told her.

  She frowned, looking at Rytsar with concern. “But you are a sadist.”

  He laughed wickedly. “I am…”

  Rytsar felt her muscles tense. She knew what she was in for. With both men sated and her own level of need heightened, it would be easy to torture her with his love.

  Rytsar began to nibble, pinch, and pull on her left nipple, making her squirm from the more intense stimulation. He found her unusually receptive to his touch. He then covered her throat in love bites before sinking his teeth into the most sensitive area.

  Brie moaned loudly as Thane rolled her right nipple between his fingers, tugging lightly as Rytsar held her in that possessive pose like a predatory cat playing with its food before the final bite.

  They continued their attentions as they moved slowly toward her pussy, leaving a trail of kisses and bites on her thighs, which were spread wide for them.

  Of like minds, both men returned to her breasts as their hands made short work of her swollen pussy. Thane’s fingers entered her cunt as Rytsar teased the rim of her ass.

  Conscious of the babe in her belly, they were going to give her a different version of DP.

  Brie was breathing in short, shallow gasps, her impressive chest rising and falling rapidly as Rytsar slowly eased his finger inside her tight hole. She was noticeably hotter than before, the result of her pregnancy.

  Rytsar could only imagine what it would feel like to sink his dick deep into those flames of desire.

  He groaned out loud at the thought, his cock already preparing itself for such an onslaught.

  The sound of his pleasure caused her pussy to start pulsating in response.

  “Do not come, radost moya. Don’t disappoint me.”

  She held her breath, her whole body tensing as she tried to stave off the orgasm about to overtake her.

  Thane took pity on his submissive and pulled his hand away, placing his wet fingers on her lips instead and commanding, “Lick.”

  Refocusing her attention helped her regain control. She licked and sucked her Master’s fingers seductively, her climax abating for the time being.

  Rytsar didn’t mind Thane’s distraction. The truth was, he was hungry to feel her come again, but it was important to him that the two connect.

  “Radost moya, make love to your Master while I watch.”

  Rytsar lay back in a comfortable position as he watched Brie carefully straddle Thane. The belly made things a little more challenging for her but, damn, it looked cute on her.

  Brie looked down at her Master adoringly. She mouthed the words I love you as she rubbed her wet pussy over his hardening shaft. It didn’t take long until he was erect again and he commanded she take him.

  Brie lifted herself up to position his cock against her opening. Closing her eyes, she moaned as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock.

  Bracing herself against his chest, she began rocking against him.

  “You feel so good, téa,” he commented.

  “After all those months apart, I don’t think I can ever get enough of your cock, Master.”

  He grunted as she shifted her position and took him a little deeper. She ground her pussy in a circular motion, making him groan in pleasure.

  Watching the way she was servicing his comrade’s cock made Rytsar hungry for Brie. Moving closer, Rytsar ran his hand over her back, settling on her firm buttocks. He slapped her ass, causing her to cry out in delight.

  “You like that, do you?” he growled huskily, rubbing the other ass cheek before slapping it.

  Thane grabbed her wrists and pulled her down toward him, exposing that sensual area between the valley of her ass cheeks.

  Rytsar took that as an invitation and started stroking the sensitive skin of her tantalizing rosette with his finger.

  “Oh, Rytsar,” she moaned in encouragement.

  As she continued to fuck Thane, Rytsar circled the rim of her ass before slipping his finger inside while he kissed her on the lips. He was again surprised by how hot her internal temperature was, and it excited him to think of his own cock claiming that fiery body soon.

  Brie moaned with passion as he fingered her ass while biting down on her shoulder. His need for her grew as the rhythm of her rocking increased. Thane grabbed onto her hips to guide her movements, throwing his head back as he let out a low groan.

  His enjoyment encouraged Brie to rock even faster. Suddenly, her whole body tensed and she stopped.

  “You may come, radost moya…” Rytsar growled.

  Brie moved her lips toward him, kissing him deeply as her body shuddered in an orgasm.

  Rytsar felt the warm gush of her excitement on his hand and growled into her mouth.

  When Thane started her movements back up, Brie broke away from Rytsar and looked down at her man. “You are so sexy, Master.”

  “I love it when you come all over my cock,” he responded lustfully. “So much so, I feel the need to release my love inside you.”

  Her eyes flashed with excitement and desire. “Yes, please!”

  With his eyes locked on Brie’s, Thane slowed down her movements, slowly building up his own orgasm.

  Rytsar pulled away from Brie, allowing the couple this private moment as Thane found release inside his woman. It was a beautiful sight, and Rytsar lay back on the bed, pleased to have been a part of it.

  Afterward, Brie kissed her Master on the nose before disengaging and rolling off the bed to disappear into the bathroom.

  “I can’t wait until I’m strong enough to fuck her. While I love her on top, I long to take her from behind and slam my cock into her pussy.”

  Rytsar smirked. “That is good motivation to work hard.”

  “Indeed.”

  Thane looked down at Rytsar’s rock-hard manhood and commented, “It looks as
if you’re in need of my sub’s attention again.”

  “I am.”

  “How would you like her?”

  Rytsar chuckled wickedly, the sadist in him begging to play. “Do you mind if I challenge radost moya?”

  “As long as you keep the baby’s health in mind, I have no issues.”

  Rytsar looked at him in shock. “I would never do anything to harm the babe.”

  Thane smiled. “No need to get offended, old friend. I would rather err on the side of caution when it comes to Brie and the baby.”

  “Naturally.” Rytsar felt slightly appeased. “But you and I are one when it comes to the babe. Nothing and no one will hurt her,” he said vehemently.

  Brie came out of the bathroom freshened up and ready to continue. She knelt before them, head bowed, awaiting her next command.

  Rytsar said with an evil smirk, “Moy droog, do you have clovers?”

  Brie’s head popped up, her eyes wide with fear.

  “I do.”

  “Radost moya, would you get them for me?” Rytsar commanded.

  Brie whimpered, but stood up and opened the closet door to search for the dreaded clamps. Her frighten voice came from the closet. “Sir, you and I have never used them before. Where would they be?”

  “In the third drawer. Back compartment,” Thane answered smoothly.

  Brie came out of the closet with the silver clamps in hand, but before she climbed onto the bed to rejoin them, she stopped and dropped her gaze to the floor.

  “Respectfully, Rytsar, I think you should know that my breasts have become more sensitive since becoming pregnant.”

  “Good.”

  She looked up in surprise.

  “What? Did you think that would sway me?” He held out his hand to take the clips, explaining, “They will not damage your sensitive nipples, simply stimulate them.”

  “To the point of tears,” she cried.

  “Precisely.”

  Brie glanced at Thane.

  He answered her silent plea with, “You can always use your safeword, babygirl. Even before play begins.”

  Brie looked back at Rytsar with a worried expression.

  “We have played with these before,” he said seductively, shaking the metal clamps. “It will be fun.”

  She stuck out her bottom lip. “For you.”

  He chuckled warmly, reminding her, “Did you not come gloriously last time we used them?”

  She sighed and nodded.

  “So trust your Russian lover, and come to bed.” He patted the area between him and Thane.

  Brie looked from one man to the other, hesitating for only a few moments before climbing back onto the bed.

  “Now that there are two of us, we can place them on both nipples at the same time. You should enjoy that.”

  She whimpered again.

  Rytsar grabbed her chin and turned her head toward him.

  She stared into his eyes fearfully.

  “This isn’t about me forcing you, radost moya. This is about you embracing the sensation I wish to give with an underlying sense of courage and trust.”

  She nodded, but shuddered when he placed the cold metal clamps on her bulging stomach.

  “We will not begin until you give the word.”

  Both men went back to kissing, nuzzling her neck, and teasing her nipples while Rytsar gave her time to work through her inner resistance.

  His cock was already throbbing, the power exchange with her as sweet and erotic as he remembered from the last time.

  Rytsar felt her slow down her breathing as she swallowed down her fears for him. It was a gradual surrender, but there finally came a point where she was ready. He could sense it, and groaned in pleasure.

  Brie picked up a nipple clamp in each hand and gave one to each man.

  She closed her eyes and announced, “Please,” in a confident voice.

  “Look at me, téa. I want to see those pretty eyes,” Thane told her.

  She opened them and smiled nervously at him. “Yes, Master.”

  Rytsar was pleased to see how hard her nipples were. Fear had that effect on a woman’s body, which made it easier to attach the wicked clamps.

  He and Thane coordinated the timing, opening the clovers wide and placing both ends against either side of a nipple. Then Rytsar counted down for added fun and anticipation. “Tri, dva, odin…”

  They released their hold on the metal clamps simultaneously and watched the ends close cruelly on her pink nipples as Brie arched her back and screamed.

  “Oh, my God…oh, my God…oh, my God!”

  “She said that when she came earlier, but it had a different ring to it,” Rytsar joked with Thane.

  Thane smiled at him.

  His comrade responded to Brie’s pain by gazing into her eyes, stroking her hair, and hushing her gently as she grew used to the painful pressure of the clamps.

  “I like this dynamic between us, comrade. It’s like you are the good cop and I am the bad cop,” Rytsar stated.

  Grinning devilishly at Brie, he added, “And I do so enjoy playing the bad cop for you, radost moya.” He tweaked the chain a little, inciting another round of “Oh, my Gods.”

  As much as he enjoyed teasing her with the clamps, he could not deny he was desperate to claim her. He needed to fill her up with his cock and show her just how deep his love really went.

  Springing off the bed, Rytsar pulled her around so her legs were dangling off the edge and her head was next to Thane’s.

  “Kiss her while I penetrate this fiery pussy,” he growled lustfully.

  Brie tilted her had back and Thane began kissing her deeply with his tongue.

  Rytsar spread her legs wide and stared down at her gorgeously wet and swollen cunt. “I have missed your body.”

  Brie looked up for a moment, tears still in her eyes from the pressure of the clamps, and told him in earnest, “I have missed you terribly.”

  The truth behind her words was not lost on him. Although this was a scene, there were intense emotions attached to their reunion.

  He put them aside, rubbing his cock up and down her slick pussy, readying her for penetration by coating his shaft with her wet juices.

  When he could hold back no more, he slid his shaft into her heaven slowly. In a paradox of sensations, chills went up his spine as her fiery heat engulfed his cock.

  He roared like a conquering lion.

  Rytsar stroked her pussy, slowly and purposely, building up the intensity for both of them. Her G-spot was swollen, and her pussy so incredibly hot. Brie pushed her hips into him, inviting him to take her even deeper.

  Quite conscious of her delicate condition, Rytsar savored the tightness it caused, but allowed Brie to gauge the level of depth. Thankfully, she not only wanted, but could still take, his full shaft, given a little time and persistence.

  Rather than giving in to the urge to pound her, Rytsar stroked her with his length, concentrating on her G-spot as he built her orgasm with each thrust.

  He noticed Thane playing with the clamps, making her squirm and wiggle underneath Rytsar. It only turned him on more, and he found himself on the edge again.

  Grabbing her hips with both hands, Rytsar looked down at Brie, watching the way the heavy chain danced across her chest. Adjusting the angle of his shaft, Rytsar was able to give her exactly what she needed for a massive orgasm. With all her senses focused on his cock rubbing her G-shot, and her Master’s tongue in her mouth, Brie was no longer concentrating on the clovers he was eyeing so hungrily.

  He gritted his teeth, wanting to time it perfectly for her. After three solid strokes, he suddenly stopped and let her pussy take over as it pulsated harder and harder until she reached her peak and the first contraction from her orgasm milked his cock. At that precise moment, he grabbed the chain and yanked it, watching her nipples as they were pulled with it, while thrusting his cock into her.

  Her passionate screams filled the room as he came long and hard inside her, load aft
er load of his seed bathing her insides. He collapsed on top of her, giving one last thrust, and then became completely still.

  Rytsar continued to feel her rhythmic contractions as she came, her orgasm lasting much longer. When she opened her eyes again, they were glazed over with the look of a woman in subspace.

  “She’s flying high,” Thane commented, gently stroking her face.

  “Radost moya took the clovers well this time.”

  Thane chuckled. “I don’t think she will ever request them without prodding, but she does seem to enjoy the results.”

  “I agree, moy droog,” Rytsar said proudly, leaning down to kiss her.

  He helped reposition her next to Thane, his ribs protesting as he did so. “Take care of her for me,” he said.

  Rytsar took a quick shower, letting the warm water run over his beaten and battered body.

  By the time he returned to their bed and lay beside Brie, he could see that she was slowly coming down from her high.

  Brie turned her head and stared at him, an intoxicated smile on her lips. “That was…”

  “A good, hard come for you,” he answered.

  She shook her head slowly.

  He looked at Thane with amusement. “Do you think she meant yes?”

  Thane chuckled. “Who knows?”

  Rytsar sighed deeply. “This was a good thing.”

  “It was needed,” Thane replied. “For all of us.”

  Rytsar nodded, suddenly overcome with strong emotions. He turned his head away, trying to regain control, but it was as if he was crashing much like a sub after an intense high, and he had no way to stop it.

  “What’s wrong?” Thane asked.

  Rytsar shook his head.

  The reality of what he had been through and how close he’d come to losing Thane, Brie, and the babe hit him like a physical blow to the chest. He couldn’t catch his breath from it.

  When he felt Thane’s hand on his shoulder, it seemed to break Rytsar’s resistance and he started to cry, his tears falling without restraint.

  As a tidal wave of pain and grief washed over him, Rytsar began to sob quietly, unable to stop it.

  Brie immediately spooned against him, her belly pressed against his back.

  Her sobs soon joined his own.