"You know that was bullshit, Daniel," I growl. "I am better than fucking Lana for Christ sake."
"Doesn't change the fact that she pinned you," Daniel states calmly.
"She pinned me after she tried to expose me by yanking my top down. It was either fight her and get a fine for the company or keep myself covered. Give me a damn rematch."
"Watch your language," he warns.
"Give me a rematch," I try again. "Please."
"Better. I'll think about it."
"Daniel…"
"I said I'll think about it. Go," he states when I don't move.
"Yes sir."
Stomping from the office I run head first into what feels like a brick wall. Two distinctly different hands wrap around my waist as I stumble backwards.
"Easy Littleness."
"You okay, Livie?"
Looking up I find dual icy gazes, focusing on the faces beneath I find the Ascension. I try to keep my breathing even despite what their presence does to it.
"What have I told you two about the nicknames?"
Never really more than work place acquaintances since our time in NXT, the two men have always dropped their cold exteriors around me. A fact that still amazes me.
"Sorry, Olivia," Viktor smiles briefly, barely a flash of teeth. His hand slides to my hip, index finger stroking my side.
"I'm not," Konnor grins, his fingers ghosting along the skin covering my spine beneath my ring top. "You love it."
"Nope," I breathe. Goosebumps spread outward from beneath their fingers.
"Not what your body is telling me," he leans in to whisper against my ear.
"Don't flatter yourself," I smirk. "It's all Vik."
The dark-haired man flushes, his grip tightens around me.
"Have fun. He's not in a giving mood in there," I nod behind me.
"See you around," Konnor winks, moving past me.
"You're hard to miss."
Viktor's hand slides from me reluctantly.
"Keep the big one safe. We all know you're the brains of the team," I grin patting his side as I pass.
X
"Someone has a crush," someone sing-songs as I watch the Ascension verses Rusev and English.
Glancing to the side I find Nattie. "What are you talking about?"
"You and your crush on the boys of Ascension," she grins widely.
"I don't have a crush on anyone," I lie. I had hoped I was being more discreet in my ogling of the men.
"Half the locker room saw you three outside Daniel's office. They are definitely interested in you."
I snort in response.
"And the entire women's locker room knows you're interested in them. Maybe you should pick one and crawl into bed."
"I can appreciate two men without wanting to crawl into bed," I protest even as my thighs clench at the thought.
"Not the way you were looking at them earlier. You were all bedroom eyes."
"I was not…"
"Now you're looking at them like they're a snack."
"Like a snack? You have been hanging out with Carmella too much. You're too old to be talking like that," I chuckle.
"May I suggest Viktor. He's not that bad. He trained in my family's…"
"He trained in the Hart Family Dungeon," I interrupt. "Everyone knows that. You don't have to throw your family at me. We still know what your family name is."
"So, you and Vik?"
"Viktor is attractive," I shrug. "I won't deny that."
"But not as attractive as Konnor to you?"
"It's not that. They are attractive in different ways. They are both attractive men. Konnor is powerful," I murmur as the man in question slams English to the mat. "I find that attractive. Viktor is sweet which is also attractive."
"Wait, did you just describe a member of the Ascension as sweet?"
"Yes. And…" I trail off as Lana appears on screen. "What is she… Oh hell no," I growl as Rusev distracts the referee as his wife low blows Konnor. Running for the ring, I slide in as the blonde scrambles out. Following her out, "Come on," I scream at the woman. "What you and your flunkies don't know how to fight when the odds are even?"
"I've beat you once."
"You've cheated once. It won't happen again."
"Keep dreaming," she sneers backing around the ring.
"If I'm dreaming then why are you running Blondie?"
"Wouldn't want to embarrass you again."
"Now who's dreaming. Coward," I snarl as she steps behind her husband.
"What did you say?"
"I called your blonde bitch a coward. She has to hide behind you because she knows she can never win a fight with a real woman."
I try to swallow down my fear as the man hauls me off my feet by the straps of my top. "What are you gonna do Big Boy? Fight your wife's battles?"
I yelp as the man releases me, pain shooting through my wrist as I land awkwardly.
"You okay," Viktor questions from above me. Konnor is advancing on the Bulgarian. The ref leaning over the top rope counting.
"Livie!"
"Fine. Whoever is legal needs to get his ass back in there."
The shorter man turns to slide under the bottom rope a second too late and I feel my heart sink. "I messed up their chances of gaining any new momentum." I open my mouth to apologize to the bigger member of the team still hovering above me when Daniel's music hits.
"Wait, wait, wait. No! This is not how this is going to end. Olivia, you want a rematch? You got it. Six-person tag match next week. Whatever team wins will be put in the running for the number one contendership for their respective titles."
I finally find my feet to find the Ascension staring at each other, seemingly having a conversation. I move to slide around Konnor when his hand shoots out.
"You need to see Doc about that wrist."
"I'm fine."
"We can do this the hard way," Konnor stoops to mumble against my ear.
"What do you… Konnor," I squeal as I'm thrown over his shoulder.
"Should have just listened to him," Viktor chuckles.
Raising up from Konnor's back, I glare at the dark-haired man.
"So pretty," he smirks patting my cheek. I turn my head to nip at his long fingers. "And mouthy. I knew I liked you."
Konnor sets me on my feet. "See Doc. Go back to your room. We'll meet you there."
"For what?"
"To see whether you'll fit in our group," Viktor smiles, pressing a soft kiss to the inside of my injured wrist. My heartrate doubles at the contact.
"You're more of a duo," I breathe.
"We'll see," Konnor smiles. "Room number?"
"Six thirty."
"We'll be there in about an hour," Viktor states as Konnor shoves me towards the trainer's door with a quick slap to my ass. "Better hurry."
X
I stop in my tracks at the sight of the Ascension on either side of my hotel door. "I thought they were joking."
"Come on Littleness," Konnor calls. "We're wasting time here."
"Wouldn't want to waste your time," I smirk digging my room key from my bag.
"You really shouldn't," Konnor grins, yanking me against him. his hands sliding up my arms to cup my face. He lowers his face to mine, his mouth clashing against mine hungerly. I can't hold in the moan that escapes as I paw at the big man's chest, my mouth moving against his.
"Easy Kon," Viktor chuckles. "You'll finish her before the fun starts."
The room key disappears from my hand and a second later the distinct click of the lock opening sounds. My feet leave the floor and we're moving through the door.
"Fuck Littleness," he mutters against my lips. "I've wanted to do this for so long."
A gentle hand runs up my back and Konnor groans allowing me to slide back down his body.
"Pretty Livie," Viktor purrs spinning me in Konnor's arms. "I apologize for the big man. He forgets that you have to give permission for this." He slowly raises my uninjured wrist repeating his earlier actions. "Is this okay," he mumbles against my skin as he moves up my arm. "Hmmm?"
"Y…Ye…Yes," I stammer. My heart is trying to hammer out of my chest as Viktor's lips gliding along my skin, his goatee tickling along the inside and sides of my arm, Konnor's hands exploring across my torso over the thin material of my top.
"You don't have to do anything you…"
"Kiss me," I interrupt. "Please."
A slow smile spreads across the man's face as he presses me back against Konnor, his lips dance across mine before deepening the kiss. I echo my earlier moan stretching my neck trying to deepen the kiss even more. Konnor's kiss was all huger and eagerness whereas Viktor is slow and methodical leaving me needing more of the man. Reaching out, I hook a finger through the belt loop of Viktor's jeans and yank the man forward sandwiching myself between the two large men.
"If you wanted more, you just had to ask," Viktor chuckles, mouthing down the side of my throat.
"You were all shy and flustered last time we were this close," smirk down at the man. "Thought it best just to take matters into my own hands."
"They kept replaying the ending of your match on the monitors. Kept teasing me with barest glimpses of…" His tongue traces down one side of the v of my neckline and I arch at the feather touch of lips at the top of my cleavage. Konnor is immediately devouring me again.
"Fuck," I mumble against his lips, my hands going to the buttons of my shirt.
"I got ya," Viktor states covering my hands and dropping them to Konnor's at my waist. "Jesus," he breathes as the shirt slides from me. Viktor buries his face in my cleavage, mouth moving from one
breast to the other. Konnor whimpering has my eyes shooting open. His eyes are glued to his tag team partner's actions.
"I need to sit down," I pant.
"Too much," they both ask at once, their actions stalling.
"You're just making me weak in the knees," I smile taking each of their hands. "Big Man, sit."
I have to hold back a giggle as the bigger man eagerly drops to the edge of the bed. I straddle one of his thighs, pressing my back to his chest again, his hands wrapping around my hips. "What were you doing," I smile up at the dark-haired man. He drops to his knees in front of us, his mouth returning to my chest. Konnor mouthing along my throat and shoulder. Their teeth synchronically sink gently in their respective areas has my hips twitching down against Konnor's thigh. A low rumble emanates from Konnor's chest, one hand guiding my hips in a slow rhythm against him as the other slides up my back to the clasp of my bra. "Please," I pant up at the man
With a flick of his wrist the bra is loose and sliding down my body, Viktor pausing only long enough to rip the article of clothing from me.
"Does he have you soaking through your panties already Littleness," Konnor growls against my ear.
"N…No."
"I feel a wet spot forming on my jeans."
"No…No underwear," I answer breathlessly as Viktor rolls his tongue over the peak of my nipple.
"Naughty girl," I feel Konnor grin against my shoulder, his hands sliding up to cup my breast for Viktor as the other man's hands slide down to squeeze my thighs splaying me wider on Konnor.
"Mmmm," Viktor hums as fingers slide along the inside of my thighs. "Can I…"
I nod searching for Konnor's lips, my hands threading through Viktor's hair.
He immediately cants my hips burying two fingers deeply into me, Konnor swallowing my whimpers of pleasure as he kneads my breasts.
"Let me hear her," Viktor growls, nipping along my ribs.
Konnor releases my mouth.
"Vik," I moan tugging at his hair.
He makes a low noise in the back of his throat.
"He likes having his hair pulled," Konnor chuckles.
"You've done this before?"
"No," Viktor grunts.
"He likes to bring his dates back to the room. I like to watch."
"He really likes to watch." Vik shoves my skirt up to watch his fingers work on me. "So pretty."
"Shut up and use that mouth for something better," I grin.
"Yes ma'am."
His tongue parts my slit, pressing the barest of pressure to my clit.
"Jesus, Vik," I groan pulling him harder against my mound. "Are you always this gentle?"
"Oh God," Konnor groans holding my thighs wider and we both watch the dark-haired man's ministrations. "Does she taste as good as I've imagined?"
"Christ, yes." Viktor's fingers curl inside me causing a full body shudder as they stroke along my spot.
"Yes, Vik. Just like that. Fuck yes." My orgasm washes over me in a tidal wave. "Fuck," I pant leaning heavily back against the larger man's chest.
"Done with us already, Littleness?" His hard cock presses into my back.
"Got more in mind for me?"
He nods, motioning at Viktor. "Let him finish taking care of you while I get ready for you."
Vik tugs me onto rubbery legs, one arm wrapping around waist grounding me against his body. "I've got you," he whispers, his free hand stroking down my back. "You're doing so good. Whenever you're ready."
"Been a while," I mumble. "Just need to get my legs beneath me again."
"Take your time," he breathes tilting my head upward to gift me a languid, wet kiss. His tongue exploring every inch of my mouth, spreading the taste of myself in it's wake. His long fingers finding the zipper on the back of my skirt, sliding it down smoothly before helping me step out. "So beautiful," he breathes as we part. "Remember if any of this becomes too much, don't be afraid to speak up."
I nod turning to face Konnor who stares back at me hungrily, his hand stroking his cock slowly. My eyes watching the motion for a second before sliding back up his solid form to his gaze. "How do you want me, Big Man?"
"All spread out pretty," he grins motioning to the bed. "It's time Vik gets a show."
A shiver runs down my spine as I move to the bed, my legs sprawled across the bed.
Konnor moves to settle between my legs before seeming to rethink his plan. Backing up slightly he cages my hips with his arms, his tongue swiping broadly across my sensitive clit.
"Konnor," I whimper as I squirm beneath the man. "Please."
"Had to taste you for myself," he winks crawling slowly up my body. Hooking my left leg over his hip as he kneels between my too wet thighs, he raises my right leg straight up his torso resting my ankle on his shoulder. In one swift move he's sheathed inside me, "Fuck Livie," he groans, stilling to allow me to adjust to the sudden intrusion. "You feel so fucking good. So fucking good." He mouths along my calf, nipping and sucking the skin. "Can't stay still much longer. Need to feel more of you. Please."
"Move," I groan, spurring him deeper. "Don't stop until I'm a quaking mess beneath you. I want to come around this cock," I ramble. My pleasure numbed brain unable to stop the wave of words flowing from me. "I need to make you feel as good as you two make me feel. Fuck Kon," I yelp arching off the bed as he thrusts deeply. "Do that again, Konnor. Please. Please. Please," I beg, my second orgasm within reach. "Please, Konnor. Fuck me deep."
"Fuck," Viktor growls as I come undone for the second time. His fist moving in time with Konnor's thrusts. "So beautiful. Can't wait until…"
"Then don't," I pant. "Get over here and join us."
Konnor's eyes widen at my words, my upright leg sliding down his torso. "You want…"
"Have you ever done anything like this," Viktor murmurs as the bed dips beside us.
"No," I pant. "But I trust my new tag partners."
The two men have another one of their silent conversations before nodding down to me. Konnor wraps his arms around me flipping us so I straddle his hips, his cock still buried deep inside.
"Remember, if it's too much, we'll quit." His feather soft kisses pepper along my shoulders.
"I know," I nod as I allow him to press me down into Konnor's chest. I concentrate on the man beneath me as Viktor slowly inches his way inside beside his tag team partner. Konnor's eyes close as I take shaky breathes with each new sensation.
"You still with us, Kon," I whisper as Viktor stills, fully sheathed and waiting.
"Fuck. Yeah. Jesus, Vik. How…"
"What about you, Livie," Viktor questions, his forehead pressing against my shoulder.
"So full but no pain. Great. More," I ramble squirming.
"Easy," Vik sighs against my ear, one hand covering mine on Konnor's chest as the other stills my hips. "We got you."
Konnor's fingers thread through my free hand as Viktor begins to move. "Jesus fuck. Livie. Vik. Just fuck." His hips buck alternately of Vik's thrust.
"Fuck," Vik groans.
"Agreed," I pant, my grip tightening around the men's hands.
"You like this," Viktor questions. "Both of us fucking you."
"Fuck yeah, she does," Konnor answers for me. His hips picking up speed.
"Jesus," I groan, forehead dropping to the larger man's chest.
"Liv," Viktor's voice holds concern.
"Don't you fucking stop," I growl. "Don't you dare. Vik. Kon."
"Not going to," Konnor growls. "I believe I was ordered to leave you a quaking mess."
"Not going anywhere unless you send me away," Viktor mumbles against my shoulder before throwing his head back.
"Guys," I whimper, my muscles spasming around both men as my third orgasm rips through me.
"Oh fuck. So close," Konnor growls.
"Don't stop," I whimper. "Neither one of you."
"But…"
"Please."
Konnor growls his hips stuttering to a halt, his cock twitching with his own orgasm.
"Holy fuck," Viktor grunts seconds later.
"Wow," I sigh against Konnor. "Just fucking wow."
Viktor presses a kiss to the base of my neck before flopping to the bed beside his tag partner. "You okay?"
"Amazing," I sigh sliding into the space between the two men, warmth trickling down my thighs. "Just fucking amazing."
Konnor adjusts to his side to face me. "Are you sure?"
I nod. "Did I pass?"
"Hmmm," they both hum.
"Do I fit in the Ascension?"
"Our duo is now a trio," Konnor smiles.
"You are the queen of the Ascension," Viktor grins.