Page 30 of Rise of the Queen

Misha pulled his shirt off, tossing it back toward us. He felt nervous, too. The same as Andrei did when his match first started. I watched asshole #2 climb into the ring. He had a little less bravado than his buddy, but he was still more smug than I would’ve liked. It suddenly hit me. I could push my anger to Andrei. It wasn’t his switch; it was my switch that flipped.

I heard him chuckle quietly behind me. “Do it again,” was all he said.

I started to think about the same things with Misha as I had for Andrei. I wanted to push my anger to him to give him even more of an advantage. It was obvious with Bubba that he didn’t need my help, but I wanted an extra “fuck you” for those two assholes. Misha was holding his own with his opponent, learning his moves just as Andrei had done. I concentrated on my anger, noticing that both Ivan and Adrik felt it this time, looking down at me.

They looked back at Misha just in time to see the switch flip with him much like it had with Andrei. He switched to offense in the blink of an eye. He was faster than Andrei, as Misha was a little leaner than the other guys. He was similar to Adrik’s build. He probably had an easier time finding suits than the other four guys, but he was just as strong. Combined with his speed, it meant the other guy never had a chance.

Like Andrei, I could now feel Misha’s anger. I wasn’t at all surprised to find out that there was an element of fuckery in hisanger. He was working to figure out how best to embarrass that guy in front of everyone, for maximum humor and maximum embarrassment. I fully supported it.

While Andrei drug out his match, emasculating his opponent by exhausting him in front of everyone, Misha made quick work of asshole #2. He took his legs out from under him, sending him to the mat hard and fast. It knocked the wind out of the guy. He almost lost consciousness, but managed to hang on. He was smart enough to tap out though. He didn’t want a repeat of that fall. Misha stood over him for a moment while the guy tried to catch his breath. He didn’t say a word, he just stared him down as he watched him struggle to breathe for a moment.I don’t think those two are going to be a problem anymore.

When Misha climbed out of the ring, he looked straight at me, his eyes wide. “How did you do that?” he asked quietly.

Adrik noticed the looks from some of the other guys. He said quietly, “Not now. Not here.”

We all nodded. Viktor and Stephen walked up, congratulating Misha and Andrei. They picked up on something, but didn’t ask about it while we were still with everyone else. Aleksei walked over, amused at what had just happened. “I’m going to get enjoyment out of this for a very long time,” he said. The other guys who had been with Vitaliy for years were also visibly enjoying it.

Vitaliy walked up, a small smile on his face. “You’ve given me a treat this morning,” he said before walking back into the gym to complete his own workout with Aleksei.

Adrik, smirking, told the guys to come to the penthouse before getting cleaned up so we could take advantage of having the penthouse to ourselves for a few minutes before Vitaliy and Aleksei got done.

Once upstairs, Viktor and Stephen were curious about what happened, as they weren’t close enough to hear Andrei after his match. Andrei said, “I don’t know how, but she managed to push her anger to me. It was like an insane power boost for me.” He looked to Misha. “You felt it too, right?”

“Yeah, it was like Mario eating one of those magic mushrooms,” he said, his wide smile stretching across his face.

Adrik looked at me, surprised. He’d been feeling me pushing things to him for a while now, but neither of us knew I’d be able to do it with anyone else. “Is it the same with them?” he asked, curious.

“I don’t think so. It was more difficult. They feel different, too,” I said.

“Your anger levels were off the charts, princess. I could feel that,” Ivan said.

“I think I had to get to that level to be able to push it to them. I can do it much easier with you and easier still with Adrik.”

“You guys saw the switch flip, right?” Andrei asked. Everyone nodded. “It wasn’t my switch. I don’t have a switch. Neither does Misha. It was her switch.”

“It was exactly like watching Sephie when hers flips,” Stephen said. “It was clear when it happened. I think everyone saw it, even.”

“It was impressive. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you two look that good in a practice match. When your life is really on the line, sure, but not when you know it’s a practice match,” Viktor said.

“They feel different to you?” Ivan asked.

“Yeah. You and Adrik are similar, in that you’re both very chaotic with your anger. It’s controlled but barely. Although, it’s becoming more so lately. Andrei is quiet and very controlled but just as deadly. Misha’s might be my favorite, just because hedelights in it. I can feel the fuckery increase with his anger,” I said, laughing.

Misha laughed loudly. “You knew I was trying to find a way to embarrass him as much as possible.”

“Yep. You both did, just in different ways. I’ve never been more proud,” I said.

Viktor, ever the proud older brother, said, “I don’t think those two will be a problem moving forward. They might quit after today.” His deep belly laugh filled the kitchen.

The guys left to get cleaned up, giving Adrik and me the penthouse to ourselves for a few more minutes before Aleksei and Vitaliy came back upstairs. I couldn’t keep my hands off Adrik. Normally, it was the other way around, but seeing him in the ring with Ivan was an unexpected major turn on.

“I’m actually glad I figured out that I could push my anger onto Andrei and Misha because otherwise, I would’ve been left thinking about how fucking hot you are. I mean, they might agree, but I don’t think any of them necessarily want to feel that,” I said, pulling my shirt off before trying to pull his shorts off as I also tried to drag him toward the shower.

He laughed, his lips still against mine, his hands pulling at my clothes just as feverishly. He walked into the shower, turning the water on, then quickly came back to me. He grabbed me around the waist, pulling me to him roughly. “I might’ve felt it while I was in the ring. You’re very good motivation,” he said, turning me in his arms so my back was to his chest, his hands roughly squeezing and running over my breasts. He walked us into theshower, stopping just before he pressed me against the wall. His hands ran down both of my arms. He grabbed each of my hands and placed them on the wall in front of me. “You’re going to need this,” he said, as he grabbed my hips and pulled them back toward him so I was slightly bent over.

“Need it why?” I asked, trying to turn around to look at him. He caught me and put my hands back on the wall with one hand. The other hand slid down my back, in between my ass cheeks to my slit.

“Because I’m going to fuck you,” he said, removing his fingers from my pussy and slamming into me with his cock. I moaned loudly, now grateful I had something to brace against. I pushed my hips back into him, already wanting more.