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my husband will punish me but I will ruin my surprise. Lying confused

I felt his hand gently twist my face aside and swollen manhood

into my parted lips. I moaned with pleasure and grabbed him firmly with my hand, sucking and licking like

crazy. Its taste was perfect, and the smell made me breathless. I had no idea

is he good or what is he doing until his hands rested on my hair. I liked when I was

he controlled, moved my lips the way he liked, and I was sure I was bringing him to

madness.

After a moment, he let go of the back of my head and moved it, leaning so that I lay completely flat.

I felt the mattress collapse on both sides of it and its member rubbing my lips.

I parted them, obediently taking him in my mouth. Black's hips slowly set the rhythm, and he himself

his mouth slid lower and lower, reaching the pulsating clitoris after a while. His

my long hands slipped my panties almost up to my ankles, and when I got rid of them, they parted me

firmly side to side. Strangled by his powerful erection, I screamed as he greedily began to lick

me while sliding two fingers inside. Then he turned on his back, pulling

me behind me so that now I was lying on it. I leaned my elbow on his thigh and tightly

I grabbed a hard member. I started to move my hand up and down quickly and brutally, feeling

as it gets harder. Massimo didn't owe me, he bit and sucked me at the same time

increasing friction by adding another finger. He fucked me with his tongue and his fingers, bringing me back

to the edge of pleasure. I loved this position. Six out of nine always gave me two feelings

which I loved: power and pleasure.

I felt my stomach getting hot and all muscles started

tighten regularly. My breathing sped up and Massim's movements grew stronger when I did

he felt me coming.

- No! I shouted, ripping the shawl out of my eyes and the headphones from my ears. I felt an orgasm

he walks away, and Black looks at me in surprise, slightly smiling. - I want to feel you.

I didn't have to repeat it twice; don threw me off and then clung to me

slipping into my ready, wet center.

" Fuck me, please, " I whispered, grabbing his hair and pressing his lips tightly

to mine.

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He liked it. Massimo loved brutal sex, loved it when I was promiscuous and vulgar.

He straightened up, kneeling, then grabbed my leg, laid it on his shoulder, slightly twisted

hips and rubbed me with tremendous force. His cock reached the farthest part of my femininity

and his left hand slowly tightened around his neck. He put his index finger to my lips and when he felt him

I start to suck him, he started fucking me with a wild roar.

After a few minutes, I felt my orgasm come back and explode in me. Behind

it was snowing, the room was dark and all I could hear was my own broken breath

and muffled Delerium sounds coming from the headphones next to it. peaked

long and hard, hammering nails into his thighs. And when I thought pleasure was going away

Massimo came, falling on my body, and once again led me to pleasure, wiping

for my swollen femininity.

We lay so breathless and sweaty for a few minutes, trying to catch up with our breaths.

" I was combed, " I said sadly when I almost recovered. -

And painted...

- And unsatisfied. He kissed my forehead, still panting slightly. - Besides, certainly

you look perfect. We have to get up late. - And he disappeared in the bathroom.

You hypocrite, I thought, barely walking on soft legs towards the mirror. When before

before I stood up, I was furious. As I thought - as long as makeup, say, still

he was in his place, his hair was definitely not. I grabbed the phone and prayed

for the hotel hairdresser to take place. He was. Five minutes later, the braid was braided again,

looking at me strangely.

In the meantime, Massimo finished washing and talking on the phone, walking around the room

and shouting something in Italian. I thanked my savior and Black without interrupting

conversation, he pressed the banknote in his hand before closing the door, almost pushing him out into the corridor.

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CHAPTER 13

- I invite you! Shouted the girl at the side entrance to the hall, lifting up

hand up.

The falling snow almost completely covered her. She was wearing a tracksuit, a jacket, and in her ear

a handset from the radio she screamed at from time to time. I looked around and saw powerful

queues of people waiting for entry. I was glad I didn't have to stand there. Massimo grabbed it

my hand and pulled toward the door. Domenico, Olga and mine followed us through the snow

brother - clearly annoying both lovers with their presence.

The young woman wrapped a paper band with the inscription VIP and showed me the way.

We went inside a narrow corridor, which after a while turned into a larger room.

Waiters stood there with trays full of champagne glasses, several bottles were chilling

in coolers. Snacks, warm dishes and a variety of desserts. For a moment I thought we were wrong

parties, but when I got the list of fights, I knew we were where

should.

Olo nonchalantly rolled inside, grabbing two glasses of champagne and immediately

drinking one.

- What do you have there? She asked, taking the player card out of my hands. - Let's see these

Ciacho.

She set down her glass and, muttering every now and then, flipped through the pages with satisfaction.

I turned to my husband in conversation with Jakub and Domenik. I tried

to hear what they are whispering so conspiratorially, but unfortunately, they have effectively lowered their voices so that they

I didn't understand a word. Then Olga's squeak came to me and all four of us looked at her

standing in astonishment at the cocktail table. My friend made the dumbest face on

trying to pretend this scary sound is nothing special.

- Come on? - I was excited that there are such good fights.

She shrugged and walked over to me, pulling me toward another table.

- Look, fuck. She pointed to the penultimate side.

I stared at the photo of the player and froze. The photo was of Damian

my ex guy. I grabbed the brochure and stared at it, not believing that I could see what I saw

I see. Unfortunately, whether I would like to see it or not, undeniably

f. ex. Seeing that Ola was piercing me with a joyful look, I swallowed growing

in the throat a lump, so that I finally managed to make a voice:

- And what are you happy about, larva? I asked, paying her a leaf of paper. - Admit it

did you know that?

Olga stepped back slightly and stood on the opposite side of the table, taking a sip

from the glass she had brought.

" Something hit my ears, " she muttered, grinning.

" And why didn't you honor me with this knowledge? " I narrowed my eyes and stuck in her

angry sight.

- Because in life we wouldn't come here, and I wanted to see it. - She came up to me

and put her hand on my shoulder. - Besides, Lari, there are several thousand people here, there is no chance for you

she met him.

I bowed my head and looked again at Damian's photo, this time focusing

on visual and substantive value. The notes described his achievements to date,

records, professional successes in international rings. I felt warm when it happened

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I watched this, and in spite of my will, memories came together. Unfortunately not

I could say nothing bad about him because everything I remembered was good and cool. Unfortunately,

because it would be much easier for me not to like him right now.

- Are you betting to win? I heard a voice next to my ear and stiffened. - His

the opponent is strong on the ground floor, he may have trouble with him.

Jesus, on the ground floor? When he brought me to those areas, I was in trouble too. I shook

my head, as if to chase away unnecessary thoughts, and with a goofy smile I turned to

Black.

" I think he will win, " I said confidently, kissing him gently. - He will either end it

guillotine or balach. He is a grappler, so he will look for a solution on earth. - I touched

shoulders with a wicked smile on his lips.

Massimo stood with his mouth open and stared at me in surprise.

- What did you say? He laughed, shaking his head. - Honey, should I?

know something

I kept him in suspense for a moment, gloating with my own intellect.

- You should know that I can read. - I tapped my fingers on the pages

pointing to the profile note. - Apparently he does.

" Apparently he tested it on you, " Olga said in Polish with a straight face, looking

on me.

I ignored her attention and grabbed the glass of juice that Massimo had placed next to me.

I took a sip, feigning indifference, although inside I was telepathing at the memory of a warrior,

whose fight I was to watch today.

A service girl came for us, pointing the way deep into the hall. We were walking amused

wide corridors, until at some point, passing through a metal gate,

we entered the CD. I looked around and froze - the center of the building was huge, bunk

the stands surrounded the whole, lower on the floor were chairs grouped in several sectors, and on

middle of the cage. I felt my stomach rise to my throat, and my hand unwittingly tighter

Massima clings on his hands - this cage. It was definitely bigger than the one we had

in the mansion, but that wasn't important. The memory of the grid and how many possibilities it gives,

that I forgot how satisfied I was and suddenly felt the unhealthy need to be

roughly fucked up. Jesus, because of this pregnancy I will finally blow him to death, I thought, looking

on her husband with narrowed eyes.

Massimo watched me calmly, penetrating every dirty knocking thought

in my mind. He smiled and gently bit his lower lip as if he knew exactly what

I'm on my mind. He put his lips to mine and ignoring the woman standing next to him,

he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I threw my arms around his neck, letting him go deeper

and blew me a kiss harder.

We stayed there for a moment, until my brother rolled his eyes and followed the woman trying

show us places. All three disappeared, leaving us alone and when I needed

ostentatious love was satisfied, we went towards the cage.

It wasn't surprising to me that we were sitting in the front row. stranger

it would be if we sat elsewhere. On the other hand, I was surprised that Olo took the place

next to me, and Domenico and Jakub next to Massim. They were swallowed up again by some underground

conversation, so I came to the conclusion that it is not quite a social meeting, and even

I didn't try to eavesdrop.

The first two fights were long and fascinating; the brutality of the sport of MMA was

quite exciting. Although this discipline had explicit rules, it sometimes seems

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it might have been none at all. After the third clash, a fifteen-minute break was announced, which

I decided to use it for a visit to the toilet. I grabbed Olga and obediently reported

my husband, where I am going, we went in search of the bathroom. At first Massimo

he wanted to go with us, but the president of the federation organizing the fight appeared like a rescue

and stopped him. We were only culturally introduced and we headed towards the passage,

where we entered the hall.

When security saw the color of my band, it let us through all the entrances,

until I discovered with horror that I had no idea where we were.

- Lari, where are you dragging me? Olo asked, looking sideways. - I don't think so

there is a toilet.

I looked in all directions and wincing at the anger, I agreed. We stood

in the corridor, which was completely empty, so there wasn't even anyone to ask for directions. I caught it

the door handle we came here with and disappointedly discovered that they were latched. To

open them from our side, you need a magnetic card.

" Come on, " I said, pulling my friend. - Well, we'll get somewhere.

After a moment of wandering and passing another door we came to the back of the whole event. Team

the organizing venture was running with headphones in her ears, shouting something on the radio. Someone

he sat on the floor and stared at the monitor, eating a sandwich, others smoked. Fascinated, I slowed down

observing this planned chaos. We passed by men dressed in identical

t-shirts with company and organizer logos. They're probably trainers, I thought. Next were the wardrobes

artists at the opening and girls who showed the round number at intervals.

" Oktagon Girls", because such an inscription appeared on the door of their cloakroom, were phenomenal: neat,

athletic, long-haired beauties laughed at them. It was nice to have it

look as they powdered their noses and painted their lips, taking a 15-minute break.

Their manager or carer ran around them with a wild shout, but they had her

apparently in deep respect, not bothering her with a frenzy of attack. What a mean girl

I thought, looking at her, they should pacify her, especially since there are more; mean bitch.

- Is! Olo shouted, seeing the inscription WC. - I'm going first, because you crush me after that

champagne.

When we both dealt with the need, we decided to consult someone from the team, like

hit back in place. I looked around, encountering signs pointing to the office. Over there

someone will help us, I thought, turning around. When I took a step, the door next to me

they opened and a huge guy with a big beard grew up before us. Almost terrified

odskoczył yś my. The door of the cloakroom from which he came out closed when my eyes met

familiar sight. It paralyzed me.

- Oh fuck! I whispered ingrown to the ground when they popped with a bang. - This…

I paused, and the entrance opened again and Damian stood there confused.

" I can't believe it, " he said, shaking his head. - You're finally here.

He grabbed me and hugged me tightly, and I hung like a puppet from his powerful arms.

My friend was buried in the ground: instead of saving me, she stood with her mouth open and me

I was just praying not to see Massim from behind.

" I wrote to you so many times asking for a meeting, and you are here. " - He took a deep breath,

putting me down. - You've changed... and that hair. - His bandaged hands wandered around

my face.

" Hi, " I choked out because nothing smarter occurred to me. -

You look good.

When I finished saying that, I fucked my head hard - Jesus, I just wanted it

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think, although he did look divine. Olo giggled beside her until her ex stood in the doorway

lover.

" Oh, fuck... " she moaned in shock.

We stood in a foursome in the entrance to his locker room, and I wondered if more

I want to die here and now or kill Olo. The boy from

with headphones shouting:

- Three minutes to get on air!

" We have to go, " Olga said, pulling me with her.

Damian's friend also grabbed him, pulling him inside.

" Good luck, " I whispered as he disappeared behind the wall.

We both almost ran, ignoring the office that was originally our goal.

We dumbed down the hallway without saying a word until we ran out onto the motherboard.

I leaned against the wall, trying to calm my breath, and looked at Olga, who was panting

in front of me.

- Several thousand people, right? He won't meet us, right?

My friend tried to show remorse but with no effect. Instead, it exploded

laughter.

" But she is a fucking cat, " she moaned, licking herself. - You saw how great he was and Casper

how good does it look...?

- And how are we? - I laughed.

I did not believe what happened a moment ago, but on the other hand I agreed with her

one hundred percent. They both looked amazing.

We took our seats, meeting Massim's disapproving look.

- Where have you been so much time? Protection is looking for you - he drawled through his teeth.

- It's a big hall, we're lost. I looked at him apologetically and kissed him

gently. - Your daughter wanted to go to the toilet. I grabbed his hand, laying it on my stomach.

It was my way of doing anything. Every time I mentioned a child,

he softened and as if he forgot about anger. This also happened this time; his furious look

it melted like ice cream in the sun, and a shy smile danced on her lips.

I remember the next fight as if through a fog, because I was focused on a looped stomach,

waiting for the penultimate start of the evening. When his name was finally read out,

I almost jumped. The lights went out and the well-known music of Carmina Burana rang out

Oh fortune. A shiver went through my whole body, and the muscles in my lower abdomen tensed. Well

I remembered this song and the situations in which I heard it.

I looked at Black from the corner of my eye; stared at the output of nothing player

unconscious. I looked at Olga and her happy eyes with raised eyebrows.

I knew that mocking sight well and I knew that she knew exactly

what I'm thinking about now. Lights flashed and Damian appeared on the road leading to the cage. He walked

sure, occasionally moving his shoulders loosely, followed by Casper and the rest of the trainers.

They undressed him and after a while we could admire this gladiator circling the octagon. He raised his hand

greeting the crowd, and positioned himself at one of the cage beams.

Olga's hand tightened on mine when I tried to observe as dispassionately as possible

this mountain of muscle standing several meters from me. The headlights dimmed again and sounded

next song. Damian warmed up, waiting for his opponent, and I had

the impression that his eyes roaming the crowd are looking for me. In all this situation, not even

I had the opportunity to explain to him what I am doing here or to announce that I got married and I expect

child.

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One of the beautiful girls circled the cage, showing a sign saying " Round

one ", and the gong announced the start of the clash. I was nervous and I think it was visible because

Massimo gently stroked my leather thigh. Two men first

they exchanged a few blows, and later Damian grabbed the opponent and hit him on the floor of the cage.

The crowd cheered as he sat down on it and began to punch with lethal speed. After

the moment the head of the other rhythmically hit the ground, the judge lunged at Damian, blocking

him moves and thus announcing the end of the duel. Almost everyone got up then

from the chairs, applauding the winner who, in the heat of joy, jumped to the side of the cage and raised

triumphantly his hands up, he sat on its edge.

Suddenly his eyes saw me sitting in the audience and stopped for a few seconds,

again paralyzing my movements. I sat staring at him as he jumped off the span

and running through the open door of the octagon, he was beside me in a second. Massimo is busy

talking about the exceptionally fast knockout he didn't even notice when this litter in a flash

he teleported several centimeters away from him. Damian stood panting and I went deeper and deeper

I fell into a chair. Then Czarny turned and stood up, followed by Domenico and Jakub.

The dismayed warrior looked at me, then at Massim, for several long turns

seconds the security man signaled him to go back to the cage to announce the result. Damian

he lifted the glove to his lips and, looking at me, gave me a silent kiss, then once

he screamed up his arms in a gesture of victory. There was a loud applause and a mountain of muscle

standing in front of me returned to the octagon without taking her eyes off me.

I sat stuck in a chair and was afraid to look to the right, feeling smoking on me

her husband's eyesight.

" Will you explain to me what just happened here? " He choked through his teeth, sitting down.

" No, " I said shortly, not wanting to provoke a quarrel. - I'm tired, we can already

go?

- We can not. He turned to Domenic and said something for which he got up and went

towards the exit.

I turned to Ola, expecting support, but I only encountered a silly face, after

who could be seen trying to stop her laughter.

- Olka, fuck!

- Come on? She couldn't stand it and started laughing nervously. - After all, it's not my fault that

we are sitting in the front row and your ex-guy tried to kiss you with your husband

gangster. She grinned even more widely. - And by the way good action and I feel that

it'll be a good ride.

I was staring at her with hatred but she was staring at something behind me

ignoring me.

- Your husband will burn my eyes in a moment. I don't really know what to do.

I shook my head, looking into Massim's eyes burning with fire, so that he was shaking

out of anger. He swallowed so loudly that despite the bang in the hall I heard it well. His

rhythmically tightening jaws almost ripped open the sides of his face and hands clenched into fists

cut off the blood supply to the fingers.

" You turn me on when you're mad, " I said, leaning toward him and stroking

his knee. " But you don't impress me and I'm not afraid of you, so you can stop now. "

I raised my eyebrows and nodded my head a few times.

Black looked at me flatly, then leaned forward and clenched his hand

on my thigh.

- And when I bring you his left hand, which he sent you a kiss, you will be under

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impressed or not? - His lips formed a wily smile, and I stiffened. - Yes too

I thought, Little. He patted my cheek with his thumb. - This is the last fight, and then after

party. I hope you don't plan on any more similar excesses. - He turned away from me,

he leaned on a chair and stared at Damian who was leaving the ring.

I massaged my temples with my hands, wondering not for the first time whether he was serious or not

just wants to scare me. And once again I came to the conclusion that it is better not to check where

my husband's border lies. I didn't even glance at my ex.

I barely watched the last fight, thinking about what awaits me today

evening. I didn't feel like going to this party and wondering how to avoid it. And then me

dawned.

- Honey - I turned to my husband as we walked through the hall towards the exit after

finished gala. - I do not feel best.

Black froze and studied me with horror.

- What's happening?

- Thread. I put my hand gently to the lower abdomen. - But somehow I felt weak,

I would like to lie down.

He nodded and grasped my hand firmly, moving much faster

towards the car.

We boarded. After a while Domenico joined us, sitting ostentatiously next to us

Olga, as if marking the terrain.

They started a discussion with Czarny, which the Don did not like because after a while

he yelled something, slamming his fist into the seat until the entire limousine shook. Young Italian however

he did not give up, obviously pressing on Massim.

" I have to go there for a moment, " he said when the car started. - Olga will go

with you, Domenico has already called the doctor.

- A fuck you doctor? Screamed Olga in Polish. - You feel bad, what's going on?

- Jesus, I'm pretending. I rolled my eyes knowing they didn't understand us anyway. - I don't want to go there

go and come across Damian.

" I knew I knew a guy from somewhere, " said Jakub, amused. - Well, maybe

it's actually better if you don't go to the party.

" Thanks, " I growled, looking at my brother.

" In English, " Massimo said, without taking his eyes off the phone that had something in it

he wrote. " I should be with you in an hour, let Olga sit with you by then. " What if

something will happen, call. He looked at her and my friend nodded seriously

head.

God, what a farce, I sighed and unfortunately I was the leader again

and scandal center.

After a while, we drove to the end of the street behind which was the main party

part of the city. Black kissed me, looking into my eyes with concern, and all three men

they left the car.

- Fuck, finally. Olga leaned back in the seat next to me. - Sebastian -

she turned to the driver. - Please, get to McDonalds, I want shitty food.

- Yes. I raised my index finger with approval. - Me too.

I don't know how much we ate, but sitting inside thirty minutes, we ordered three times

junk, dripping fat delicacies. The lady who served us admired especially

my appetite, especially that in today's creation it was absolutely not visible that I was pregnant.

The driver parked outside the hotel and opened the door for us. We went through the corridor

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charmingly waving to the security guard Massim sitting in the lobby, who jumped up at the sight of us.

We almost shouted " good night" to him, so he sat back and started again

rummaging in the laptop.

We stood by the elevator and pressed the button that summoned her; I leaned my head back

against the wall and waited for him to come. We were tired, full and we fell in

into a carbohydrate coma.

The door opened and when I looked up I saw Kacper getting out

and right behind him leaning on Damian's mirror. When he realized that I was standing one and a half meters from him,

he pushed out a confused colleague who flew straight on to Olga, amazed, and pulled me

inside. The door closed again and we headed up.

" Hi, " he panted, leaning his hands on both sides of my head.

" Hey, " I moaned weakly, not quite knowing what was going on.

- I missed you. - At that moment his hands grabbed my face and sucked on me

taking a breath.

I waved my arms, trying to free himself from his iron grip, but I didn't have one

opportunities. I pushed him away, but he didn't give up. His language in a familiar way

he burst my lips and my lips caressed me. Despite all the brutality, he was tender and extremely

passionate. God, help me not to return the kiss, I kept repeating.

And then I heard the sound of the door opening. I felt my attacker move away from me

me and in a moment it lands on the floor. I turned my head and saw Massim holding

handrail in the elevator, paying out kicks to the opponent.

Then Damian rose and impelled him, pushing him into the corridor.

Terrified, I ran after them; they paid no attention to me. They wrapped their fists

they kicked and finally landed on the floor, where they began to stock up. Once was upstairs, once

the other, they pushed and smashed at their faces, bodies, and kicked with their knees. They certainly didn't walk

in the same weight, but it didn't change the fact that the duel was very even.

I was furious and terrified, but I wasn't going to intervene, realizing

the point is that in the heat of battle they can hurt me or worse, my child.

Then Domenico ran out of the door at the end of the corridor, shouting something and ours behind him

protection. They ripped the two men apart, separating them. Black was shouting something and Domenico,

like a wall, he stood in front of him, calmly explaining something. After a while, another elevator arrived

hotel, and the rooms began to look anxious guests.

The security guards released Damian, who throws a furious glance at me

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