Reign of Four (Baranova Bratva #2)

by Misti Wilds

“Count your tears for me, love, and I’ll make the bastard pay for each and every one, I promise.”

If you’d told me five years ago that I’d be naked in a room with three men—three men that I love—I would have said it’s impossible.

“I cannot make promise of future,” he rasps, sucking a bruise onto my neck, “I cannot speak pretty lies, Valentina. My life is Bratva. I live for princess. I die for queen. Title does not matter, I do not exist without her.” He lifts his hooded eyes to mine, his words soft and slow. “I can not exist without you.”

“Mikhail will spoil them rotten, and Andrei will proudly show them to the world.” She touches my chest. “But you, Ezra, will love and protect them fiercer than anyone. How could I not want them to have a father like that? How could I not want you?” She kisses me sweetly, but I kiss her hard.

“I promise, it’ll fucking fit. You’re gonna be so stuffed full of cock; it’s gonna be so fucking hot. Now, sit on Ezra’s dick, love, that’s it. That’s it.”