Their Wife (Reverse Harem)

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Author's POV.

"P-please," Sofia repeated, again and again. She hated how weak and overly sensitive she felt during the week before her menstrual cycle started again. Her hormones were over the roof making it difficult to not lash out or cry over any insignificant thing that remotely upset her.

Nadei sighed in frustration. He fucked up and needed to make things right, starting with reciprocating her touch. Sofia deserved the world and he was letting himself get drawn into the dark, horrid abyss he called a past and letting his demons overtake his mind and ruin his future.

His forever.

So, he unclasped her arms from his waist hearing her sniffles intenstify. Don't cry, Moya lyubov', I'm not mad at you. I never was. He wanted to confess to her but felt his tongue twist in his mouth.

Emotions tightened their grip around his heart and clogged his throat with their intensity. He couldn't even remember the last time he cried, sobbed and fell victim of the weight on his back. He was so tired of being angry all the time.

It was fucking draining him. Killing him.

And his little girl, Sofia, certainly, didn't need to be on the receiving end of his hot and cold treatment. God he was a total fuck up. So irresponsible and unstable. Couldn't he just be normal for a change and not act like a hormonal teenager with a short fuse?

"I--" meeting her teary crystalline orifices, he instantly regretted how he ignored and absentmindedly argued with her, not taking her feelings, unfulfilled wishes and wants seriously just because he was an insecure piece of shit. Fucking hell, how he wanted to shoot himself in the fucking head.

The moment he wrapped his arms around her, breathing became easier. She drew in his scent, that masculine musk with a touch of peppermint and whiskey. It was so Nadei, clean with a strong, overpowering smell that masked the man beneath.

A tattooed hand slowly smoothed out her hair only to lightly caress circles on her back. She felt safe again. She felt loved.

"I'm an insufferable, selfish prick and I'm sorry for being this way," he said in a low, deep voice that made her melt into him just a tad more. "I'm sorry for hurting you and letting my anger and possessiveness control me. I'm so fucking sorry. All I seek is your forgiveness, my love. All I want and need is you. I'm afraid of losing you."

Nadei apologized, profusely, peppering her reddened and tear strained cheeks with kisses. Murmured sweet words following every press of his addictive lips on her hot, blushing skin. Gods, she missed him-- them so much.

"I'm never leaving you. Any of you." She reassured the broken man. Tears swelling at her lash lines. "I love you too much to do something that'd hurt you." Her lips hovered over his as she kissed him, softly, her hand cradling his face as she hugged his neck breathing heavily.

He gathered Sofia in his embrace leading them to the adjacent private room that they owned in the club. It was money well spent, honestly, Investing in it and being close friends with the owner gave them privileges such as having their playroom designed.

And despite being invited, multiple times, to different themed 'parties' by Eduardo Casti, the owner and their friend, they didn't oblige till now. That man was known for throwing intense, mouthwatering, toe curling, heart racing, satisfactory long scenes in said BDSM club but it still didn't feel like it'd quench their search of absolute dominance thirst. 

They needed their person and now they have her.

Needing a change of scenery after feeling suffocated everywhere they went and not having their attention where needed, Gio suggested that they took a break from work and went to get a few drinks. Unluckily or luckily so, Valentino dragged Nikolai out after finding him sulking like a child in the library and dragged him along to meet a few of his friends. Which so happened to be Eduardo and his click of business partners.

And that ended up with inviting Nial and Nadei over after Gio retired home.

Setting the baby blue eyed beauty on the bed, Nadei held back a laugh as he noted how red her face had gotten from scanning the spacious playroom. That hot flush that spread through her cute cheeks down her neck never failed to turn his heart to liquid and his cock to steel. Just the perfect concoction of cuteness and tantalization in one.

Her lip tugged between her teeth, her lush tits proudly jutted out as her perky nipples poked of her sluty dress looking effortlessly and undoubtedly seductive. Shy and aroused as she crossed her legs, the sneak peek the trio caught of her maroon colored lace thong made their mouth water, their cocks simultaneously hardening as if summoned.

Sharing another look of understandment, the three men eyed Sofia's softly trembling form. Feeling their desire spike and their pheromones taint the already heady atmosphere. They couldn't focus on anything besides her.

They only saw her. Felt her. Breathed her. And needed her.

They wanted to submerge themselves within her soft floral scent and let her lay her claim on them like they would on her. Over and over again.

A warm callous palm laid over her shoulder pulling her to the side, her eyes sneaking a glance at the owner of said hand, "Baby, we want to try something new. Would you like that?" Nial sat by her left side, his breath sent a pleasurable shudder through her as it tickled her hot skin.

"Yes," Sofia swallowed thickly, her head bobbing up and down almost too eagerly. Sky blue eyes scanned the the toys on walls melodically drifting from one to another and hoping to identify some of the unknown...wait was that a Roman Cross?

Sofia shuddered.

Her gaze moved and stilled for a second directed at something that Nikolai had wanted to try on her for quite some time now. Giving her a stern look, Sofia corrected herself feeling small and exposed under Nadei's hard stare, "Yes. Please, daddy."

Humming contently, "He's going to need a safe word, Pretty girl," Nial had her attention on him as he talked, "Pick one or we use the color system? Whichever you'd like."

Biting her lip in thought as the green eyed man, made himself comfortable at her right side with his arm around her waist in a possessive hold. Her nose and lips contorted in thought, "Uh- I don't know but I think that-" Sofia unscrunched her face and shrugged. "Colors, will do fine."

Simple enough. The trio thought.

"You sure that you want this?" Her consent was all they needed. After all they would never want to hurt or make her feel uncomfortable. "Just say the word and we'll go home right now. We don't have to do anything that you don't want." Nadei murmured. His lips stuck on her shoulder making thinking hard and speaking even harder.

She gulped for what felt like gazillionth time in row. "Yes, I- I want this."

I need this, she almost panted in need.

Sofia felt needy warm and tingly all over. Guess that was what one week without having them in me, is like. They really had me addicted. She internally snorted at her silly but semi accurate thought.

"As you wish," Nikolai grunted as he kissed her lips for a millisecond, he ran his inked calloused hand through her hair. "That's my good girl," He praised standing up.

Unzipping his pants leaving his briefs on as he unbuttoned his shirt. He hurriedly staggered to the wall to grab what he needed hearing her twinkle of a laugh resound through his ears like the swish of a wave. Nikolai smiled heartily, his back to them.

"Let's start, now, shall we."