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Valentina takes the final step, lowering my boxers until my cock springs free. I grasp her hand and drag my underwear low enough that the waistband catches under my balls.

Our eyes lock as she drags her fingertips along my length and toys with the swollen tip. I grit my teeth as she aligns her entrance and lowers her hips.

Her breath catches as the first inch slides in, and Mikhail grabs her hips to help. Slowly, Valentina and Mikhail work together to impale her on my cock.

Holy fucking shit.

She grips me like a vice, and I twitch inside her, ready to explode. It’s been a long time—a very long time—and the way Valentina parts her lips and pants as she tries to shimmy her body lower makes me want to slam her down hard.

But she’s the one in control.

I brace my arms over the back of the seat to keep from moving. My nails dig into the leather as I hold on for the ride of my life.

As Valentina starts to move her hips, my brothers murmur words of encouragement.

“You take his cock so well, baby.”

“You’re creaming all over him, malyshka. Mmm. You’re gonna make us all come.”

I would kill to see my cock sliding in and out of her. “You feel amazing, lisichka.”

Her eyes flutter closed and she nods.

“Do you feel good, baby?” Andrei asks, and she nods again. “Good. We want to give you all the pleasure you deserve. Moya prekrasnaya zhena.”

My beautiful wife.

“Our woman.” Mikhail kisses Valentina’s neck, reaching between me and Valentina to press the heel of his hand against her clit. “She deserves to come for such a pretty performance, don’t you think, brother?” He grinds against her clit, and her cadence stutters.

I can’t take my eyes off her, but God, does that make it hard not to come.

“Do not fucking come, Ezra,” Andrei hisses, glaring at me. “You will not come until she does.”

Fuck me.

While Mikhail plays with Valentina’s clit, Andrei rubs her tits through her dress, pinching her nipples between his fingers.

She whimpers, desperation making her move faster. Her tits bounce in Andrei’s hands, and her ass smacks against my balls, sending shooting pleasure up my spine.

I growl and snatch Valentina’s hair, gripping it tight and wrenching her head back. Her gorgeous neck arches and her beautiful eyes widen, her pupils blown wide fucking open with desire. “Come on my cock, Valentina,” I demand, bucking up inside her. I snap my hips and piston in and out, my orgasm raging. “Fucking come right now.” I can’t hold it anymore. If she doesn’t come soon, I’ll?—

She breaks, screaming as my brothers slam her onto my cock in unison. I spill deep inside her, my cock pulsing as her walls clench around me.

I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss.

Our woman.

She looks astounding between the three of us.

Mikhail chuckles, and I hear him whisper in Valentina’s ear.

“I’m next, malyshka, and I promise, I’m a fuck you’ll never forget.”

Chapter 27

Valentina

We exit the limo one by one. Despite the fogged-up windows, my men emerge looking sharp and sexy as hell. Ezra is wearing full black, his dark hair slicked back, his jaw set and eyes darker than the midnight sky. In addition to his signature smirk, Mikhail is wearing a deep blue button down with a popped collar, the front buttons open wide to display his tanned chest. His eyes glint gold, like the rings across his fingers. A few tattoos peek out along the edges of his deep V, but they don’t hold a candle to the ink wrapped around Ezra’s chiseled arms. Andrei’s vest is threaded with hints of silver, the heather-gray sleeves rolled up past his elbows, matching the tiniest streaks of silver in his hair.

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