Page 33 of The Bratva Bosses' Surrogate

Ivan kisses me deeply as he removes his pants. I can’t think straight, can barely process what’s happening.

I keep riding Maxym hard and fast. I need him to finish quick so I can have the others inside me. The bed is squeaking with our movements, the sound absorbed by the lush carpet.

Maxym groans, his hips moving in time with mine. His hands grip my waist holding on tightly, as if he never wants tolet go. I moan as waves of pleasure crash over me. My mind emptying of all thoughts but the sensations flooding my body.

Every touch is electric, every moment intense.

“God... You’re so tight, Sofia... I’m gonna—” Maxym groans. He’s close.

“Do it, come inside me.” Heat pools in my core as I arch my back towards him, meeting his thrusts with equal force. I can feel him getting closer too; the tension in his muscles tells me he’s about to explode. And then he does, his hot seed filling me up as he cries out in ecstasy. I moan loudly in response, my own orgasm washing over me in a wave of pure bliss.

As we catch our breath, Maxym rolls off me onto his back, panting heavily.

That’s when Ivan gets on top of me. His length teasing my entrance. My walls clench around as he enters me, filling the still sensitive space left by Maxym.

He groans deeply, moving his hips in a slow rhythm that matches Viktor’s hand on my clit. It feels amazing. I can’t believe I’m doing this, taking on three men, yet here I am, enjoying it more than I could’ve ever imagined.

I gasp as Ivan finds his rhythm, his teeth grazing my neck to soothe the sting of pleasure that threatens to overwhelm me.

As Ivan picks up speed, Viktor’s fingers find my clit again and start rubbing it gently, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. I cry out, my body tingling with need.

They are both moving faster now, our bodies slamming together in perfect syncopation. The bed squeaks louder than ever under our frantic movements.

“Oh god,” I gasp as they take me over the edge once more.

Ivan and I come at the same time. My walls clenching around him, pulling him deeper inside as I scream his name.

It’s Viktor’s turn. He turns me over and gets me on all fours in a doggy position. He pushes my head down. I feel his hands on my hips, guiding me. “Take me,” he growls.

And I do. I take him in me, feeling him stretch me once more as he thrusts in and out of me.

“Fuck!” he groans, slamming into me hard. It’s intense, but in the best possible way.

He takes over my senses. His hips pounding against mine, our moans mixing in the air.

Viktor’s hands grip my hair tightly, tugging just enough to make it hurt but also feel good at the same time.

His intense gaze makes my knees weak and my pussy tingle even more. “You are mine now,” he growls, pushing deeper inside me.

He takes control of the situation completely, our bodies moving in perfect sync as if we’ve been doing this forever. His rough hands roam freely over my body, leaving trails of fire wherever they touch. He slaps my ass cheek hard enough to sting but also makes it throb with pleasure.

The more he slams into me, the louder our moans become until they melt into one another’s mouths in a hot and passionate kiss that leaves us both breathless. The room spins around us as we lose ourselves in this moment of raw animalistic passion.

It feels so good I start grinding against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force. As we approach our climaxes together, Viktor picks up the pace even more, slamming into me harder than ever before until finally I feel his release deep inside me.

He moans my name as we both collapse onto the bed, breathing heavily. My heart still races with the intensity of our intimate connection.

Viktor, who has caught his breath, breaks the silence with a question. “So, are we done with the game?”

I take a moment to collect my thoughts before responding, “Y-yes, I guess we are for now.”

We begin to dress, and Maxym, noticing the change in my demeanor, raises an eyebrow, his gaze focused on me. “What’s gotten into you?” he enquires, his curiosity evident.

With a sultry whisper, I confess, “I thought the faster I’m pregnant, the faster this will be over with.”

Maxym chuckles, his tone teasing. “Well, princess, you’re certainly taking matters into your own hands, aren’t you?”

I give him a smirk in response, my confidence growing with each passing moment. “I’m just practical, that’s all,” I quip.

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