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Alright guys,here's part 3 of Viktor Drago x Balboa!Daughter. Enjoy!

This part is pretty long,I got a little carried away but i

I hope you guys enjoy!

WARNING:Smut ahead

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It had been 2 days since Viktor had come and spent the night at your place,and you'd held off from calling him as long as you could. You poured yourself a cup of coffee as you dialed the number you'd been staring at all weekend. You were aware of the time difference,hoping he wasn't too busy to answer.

Viktor felt his phone vibrate in his pocket,dropping the weights he ignored the curious looks from his father and other members of his team he walked towards the locker room and looked at his phone.

The unknown number told him only one thing,it was you.

It had to be.

"Hello."He answered,heart racing with the fear of not hearing your voice on the other side.

"Viktor."You breathed,the way you whispered his name reminding him of the night that you two shared together.

"Hello,malyshka."He smiled,sitting on one of the benches. "Two days?"

"I know,I just..wanted to give you space."You stirred your coffee slowly,nervous to speak to the man that had made you feel things you'd never felt with anyone before.

"There is already too much space between us."He answered,his words catching you off guard. "I don't want more."

"Then I'll call you everyday."You affirmed,smiling at the realization that he wanted more than just what

happened that night between the two of you.

"Good."His thick accent sent shivers down your spine,you barely registering him asking you about your day.

You told him about the busy day you had ahead,the man listening attentively and shocking you by asking questions. You smiled when at just how easy it was to talk to him,the man genuinely interested in what you had to say and it was refreshing to talk to a man who actually listened.

You bid your goodbyes when you heard a gruff voice in the background,Viktor answering the man in Russian before returning to his conversation with you.

"I must go,malyshka. But call me tonight?"He asked.

"Yeah,just you call me when you're free."You requested,grabbing your things to head out the door yourself.

Later that night you got home and found your father waiting for you at your door,the man looking up when he heard your footsteps.

"Dad."You smiled.

"Hey sweetheart."He hugged you tightly,brushing the way ward strands of your hair out of your face.

"You okay?"You asked the sullen man,recognizing that sad smile.

"Yeah,just wanted to take my favorite girl to dinner."He grinned,pinching your cheek.

"Only if you're making pizza."You smiled,opening the door for you both.

"Of course,anything you want."

"Awesome! Let me get changed and we can go."You set your things down and made your way to your room to change quickly.

You were walking out of your room when you saw your father holding your phone in his hands,holding it up for you to see the name that flashed across the screen.

Viktor.

"You talking to him?"He asked,allowing you to grab the device.

"Dad,just give me a second."You looked at him sadly,hoping he'd understand.

"Hey,Viktor."You answered,eyes still staring back at your father.

"Malyshka,is everything okay?"He asked,your rushed tone and delay in answering made him worry.

"Yeah,I'm going to grab dinner with my dad right now. Can I call you later?"You asked,biting your lip nervously. The way you looked down at the ground shyly as Viktor answered you reminded him so much of how Adrian used to act around him.

"Okay,call me later. Enjoy your dinner."Viktors words were simple yet they still made you smile.

The ride over to Adrian's was silent,your father kneading the pizza dough as you sat on the counter and watched as he'd requested. You knew he was waiting for you to open up to him without him having to push you to do so.

"So,"You cleared your throat,watching him begin to shape the pizza before he began to cover it in the sauce and toppings. "What do you want to know."

He just looked at you and raised a quizzical brow,you letting out a deep sigh.

"I like him."You said the three words carefully,chipping at your nail polish quietly. "A lot."

"But you barely even know him."

You watched him slide the pizza in the oven,the man washing his hands in silence. You sat in the feelings that the 6 words he just said to you made you feel,a realization that there was very little that you knew about the foreign boxer yet there was a lot of intimate things that you did know.

"I know a bit about him."You shrugged,stealing a pepperoni slice.

"Like what?"

"Like he has a nice smile."You grinned. Your father rolled his eyes,moving about the kitchen. "I know that despite his resentment towards his mother,he desperately wants her approval."

He turned to you,raising a brow. "And how do you know that?"

He recognized the sheepish look that crossed your features,ultimately confessing to Viktor's late visit to you in Philly just days ago. Rocky was surprised to say the least,you did know things about the fighter in question and it seems that the one night you were together had revealed some things about Viktor.

"Besides,you and mom barely knew each other at one point."you smugly pointed out,the man pinching your cheek.

"You really do like him?"He asked,pulling the pizza from the oven.

"I really do."You nodded.

"What do you like about him?"he asked,preparing to slice the pizza.

"He's mysterious,he actually listens and cares about what I say. He's kind."You listed more and more about the things you liked about the man,your eyes sparkling. "And he deserves love,even if he doesn't believe that he does."

"I want for you what you want,as long as you're happy."

"He makes me feel seen,and heard. He actually listens to me and asks me about my life."You stared down at your shoes,a small smile pulling at your lips.

"I support you,my little princess."He cupped your face,eyes welling at how much you reminded him of Adrian. "I've never been able to deny you anything."

You hugged your father tightly after those words,appreciating the way he was there for you unconditionally.

"Let's eat."

After a hearty meal with great company,you made it home at a decent hour to still have a chance to call Viktor. The more it rang,the harder you bit on you lip in nervousness.

"Hello."His gruff,thick voice sent shivers down your spine.

"Hi."You said softly.

"How was dinner?"

"Good."You hummed,pulling your clothes for the night. "How was your day?"

He told you about his training and upcoming fight in New York,his tone excited and portraying his love for boxing greatly. His next words causing you to freeze.

"Would you come to my fight in New York?"

"You really want me there?"You asked,glad the man wasn't right in front of you.

"Yes,I really want you there."He said simply,as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

You smiled at the man's directness,enjoying his natural candor. "Okay,when is it?"

After confirming your attendance to his fight next week,you stayed on the phone while you confirmed a flight to New York and booked a room near the Barclays Center. You ended the call a short while

after,a blissful smile not leaving your lips till you fell asleep.

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Days later your knee bounced nervously as you sat in the back of the taxi,pulling up to the hotel after what felt like an eternal drive from the airport.

You checked in and sent Viktor a quick text as you waited for the elevator, not paying attention to the man that walked up behind you.

"Well I'll be damned."You heard, causing you to turn and see who was behind you.

Your eyes found Leo Sporino,not expecting to see the boxer here in New York.

"I thought that was you at the desk,what are you doing here princess?"He smiled.

"Just came to see the fight."You shrugged casually, trying to avoid giving anything away. "What are you doing here?"

The elevator dinged before the doors opened,Leo following you in. He pressed for the 5th floor after you pressed for the 6th,his dark eyes watching you intently.

"My friend,he's fighting Viktor Drago tomorrow."He answered your previous question.

You nodded at his answer,avoiding his intense gaze. You chewed on your lip softly, wishing the elevator would hurry up and get to the 5th floor.

"What are you doing here,princess?"He asked. He noticed your hesitation to answer, realization crossing his features. "Oh I get it now. So it is true."

"What is true?"You asked,swallowing nervously.

"You're with him."He shook his head. "With Drago."

"So what if I am?"You held your head up, tired of everybody's opinion on your relationship with Viktor.

"He ain't good for you."

"And how do you know that?"

"You shouldn't be with him."

"That sounds like a whole lot of none of your business."

"Oh yeah? And what does Rock think?"

"My father just wants me to be happy."

"Princess,"

"Stop calling me that."You cut him off, not wanting to hear what he had to say. "I'm not your princess."

"You used to love it when I called you that."

"That was a long time ago."You reminded, watching the doors open at the fifth floor. "This is your floor."

He stepped off, his hands stopping the doors from shutting. "He could hurt you."

"How? Like you hurt me?"You snapped, tired of hearing him trying to bad mouth Viktor. You watched him step back at your words, the doors slowly sliding shut.

You let out a deep sigh when the doors opened on your floor, your phone dinging with a message from Viktor.

I am at gym, see you for dinner?

Of course.

You opened the door,trying hard to not let Leo's words get to you. Deciding to just get ready for dinner with Viktor,you set your outfit and jewelry out before taking a much needed shower and getting ready for dinner. You were finishing up your make up when Viktor texted you that he was going to shower and change before meeting you at your room.

You smiled as you typed your response,finishing the last touches before grabbing your coat. A few minutes later you heard a tentative knock on your door,the man standing there taking your breath away.

"Wow."You sighed,smiling when he grabbed your hands. You stepped back as he stepped forward,his hands sliding up your arms to cup your face gently.

"You are wow."He grinned,leaning his forehead against yours. "Ready to go?"

You nodded,taking his hand. You both made your way outside,walking to one of the restaurants close by as he asked you about your time in college.

"And why did you want to become a doctor?"He asked as he opened the door for you, turning to look at you when you took a while to answer.

"My mom."You said sadly,avoiding his intense stare. He squeezed your hand gently before asking for a table for two,the host leading you both back.

"How old were you when she passed?"He asked, pulling your chair out and helping you remove your coat.

"I was 12."You answer,watching him sit across from you after hanging his coat on the back of his chair.

"Very young, what happened?"

"She had cancer."You brushed your hair back,glancing at the menu quietly.

"And that is why you become doctor."

You nodded, telling him about your brief time on oncology. It had become too overwhelming,going into general surgery after enjoying your surgical rotation.

He grabbed your hand from across the table, not wanting you to think about those sad moments. "Tell me about her."

You had many great memories with your mother, enjoying the way he listened to everything you had to say. Once the waiter took your orders you turned the spotlight to him, asking him more about his childhood with Ivan. You knew Ivan wasn't the warmest person,sad to find that even with his own son he was that way.

You enjoyed a nice dinner with the man,soon enough both of you making your way back to the hotel. His large hand engulfed your comparatively smaller one, his intense gaze not leaving you once. Neither of you noticed Leo in the lobby watching you together, the anger in his eyes intense.

You stopped right in front of your door, the tall boxer watching you quietly. His brows furrowed when you didn't move to open the door.

"Everything okay?"He asked.

You nodded, not too sure with how to approach this topic. Deciding that being direct would be best, you leaned up to kiss him quickly.

"I will see you tomorrow."You whispered when you pulled away, finding his eyes closed when you leaned away.

"Let me stay with you."He words on the precipice of sounding like a beg. "Please."

"Not tonight."You smile, hands cupping his face. "Tomorrow,when you win."

He smiled at your words,enjoying your confidence in him. "You think I will win?"

"I know you will."You affirmed. You kissed the man again, this time more intense with all the desire you put into the kiss.

You moaned softly into the kiss when he pressed you against the door. You pulled away panting heavily, almost taking back your earlier words of not wanting the man to stay. Your hands came to his strong chest, lightly pushing him away.

"You change mind?"He asked.

"No."You laughed,enjoying the feel of his sculpted chest under his shirt. "I want you to go."

"You want me to go?"He repeated.

"Yes,I want you to go."You sighed, hands sliding under his shirt to feel the muscles under his smooth skin. "I want you to go to your room and get some sleep, be ready for your fight tomorrow, win,"You whispered as you slid your hand down his ripped chest,"and keep in mind every single thing you want to do to me when you do."You finished,your hand grabbing his crotch over his pants.

He growled lowly, large hands gripping your hips tightly. "When I win,"His deep accented voice sending shivers down your spine. "You will not stop me."

"When you win, then you can collect your prize." You affirmed,hand sliding into his pants.

The man kissed you once more, the intensity that he kissed you with left you breathless. You could taste his need and desperation,your own need for him being expressed in that one kiss.

"Go on,printsessa."He mumbled after breaking the kiss. "Get inside,before I can't resist."

You kissed him one last time,bidding him goodnight before shutting the door behind you. Leaning against the door with a deep sigh, you fought the urge to open the door and invite the boxer into your room. Beginning your night routine,you heard your phone ring when you were slipping on your pajamas.

"Viktor,you're supposed to be getting ready for bed."You smiled,brushing your hair.

"I am."He sighed. "All alone,without you malyshka."He sighed.

"Poor baby."You laughed,pulling back the covers. "You're learning patience,moy medved."

(My bear in Russian)

He groaned,the sound sending a shiver down your spine. "Tomorrow seems so far away."

"It's closer than you think."You giggled,leaning against the headboard. "It's worth the wait,I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?"You heard some rustling on the other end,imagining the man sitting up at your words.

"Mhm."You hummed,playing with the bottom of the t shirt you wore.

"What are you doing,moya printsessa?"Viktor asked,his tone seductive and hypnotic.

"Nothing,just in bed."You said coyly,eyes shut at the man's raspy voice that had you feening to feel his hands all over your body.

"Wearing what,printsessa?"

The question caught you off guard,not even expecting the man to ask you that question.

"Your shirt,actually."You answered softly,hearing his sharp inhale.

"Printsessa,you have no idea what you do to me."His low groan eliciting a moan from you.

"Tell me."You panted,your right hand trailing up and down your stomach slowly. "Tell me what I do to you."

"I will show you,tomorrow night."His seductive tone turned teasing.

You groaned at his punishment of your denial from earlier,clearly not enjoying being denied as much as he did earlier.

"Fine."You pouted,bidding the boxer a goodnight.

You curled into the hotel pillows,wishing the large man that occupied your thoughts would occupy your bed instead.

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The next morning you were awoken by soft knocking on your door. With a deep sigh you rolled out of bed,pulling the hotel robe down over your body. An annoyed look on your face as you opened the door,features softening when your eyes landed on the very man that plagued your dreams.

"Good morning,moya printsessa."He smiled coyly,gesturing to the room service cart he had. "Breakfast?"

"I'd love to."You smiled,opening the door wider for him to push the cart in.

"I wasn't sure what you like for breakfast,so I ordered a bit of everything."He uncovered the plates,revealing bacon,sausage,waffles,pancakes,fruit,and eggs.

"Wow."You laughed softly. You were shocked at the amount of food the large man showed up with,doubting the ability for both of you to finish all of the food.

"I'm sorry,would you like something else?"He asked,worry covering his handsome features.

You giggled,leaning against the broad fighter as you smoothened his furrowed brow. "No,moy medved."You pecked his lips quickly,grabbing his large hands. "I love it. You're very sweet."

He smiled,urging you to sit as he finished setting the feast up. He sat across from you,the conversation light to keep him in a good mental state for his fight tonight.

He spent the majority of the morning with you,bidding you a sad goodbye with a quick kiss. He handed you an envelope,glad that you would be in his corner tonight.

"I will see you later."

"Yes,you will."You promised,kissing him again before going back into your room. You opened the envelope,finding tickets and a pass to the fight.

A quick shower and you began getting ready for the fight. You dried and straightened your hair,tying it back in a cute style with a few strands framing your face. Keeping your make up simple and natural you made sure you had everything you needed in your purse before zipping up your boots.

You let the hotel door shut behind you,making your way to the elevator for a ride down to the lobby. Stepping off the elevator your eyes met Ivan's steel eyes,his intense gaze holding yours as you walked into the lobby.

"Hello Ivan."You greeted,not looking away from his cold gaze.

"I told you to stay away."His thick accented words were rough,and if the memory of Viktor's excitement to see you supporting him at his fight wasn't as present in your mind as it was you'd be running for the hills.

"Yes you did."You nodded. "But Viktor asked me to be here,to support him and being there for him is more important to me than allowing you to tell me who I can and can't be with."

You moved to walk past him,a large hand with a strong grip on your arm stopping you. "I do not approve."Ivan's deep voice and intimidating stare focused on you.

"I do not care."You smiled,pulling your arm from his grasp. "I'll be around as long as Viktor wants me to be."

You walked away from Ivan,making the short walk to the arena to be alone in your thoughts. With a deep breath you pushed back the tears that burned your eyes. Pulling the tickets and pass from your purse,you made your way to your seat. You were so close to the ring,your gaze meeting Leo's from across the ring.

"Fuck."You sighed. Shaken from your thoughts when the walkout music start. You watched Viktor's opponent for the fight walk towards the ring,watching the large man make his way into the ring.

A shiver ran down your spine as Viktor walked out,the broad man seemingly in the zone as he entered the ring. You felt Ivan's chilling gaze,Viktor nearing the edge of the ring close to where you sat. You waved softly,meeting his serious gaze.

You watched as the fighters touched gloves and the bell rung,the fight beginning. You watched Viktor as he moved around the ring,quite impressed with the changes you noticed in his fighting style.

The fight was in the second round when Viktor's opponent dodged Viktor's right hand swing. Standing when Viktor's head turned with the powerful punch he received,the ref intervening at Viktor's angry response. You approached the ring,calling out Viktor's name.

"Get away from here."Ivan nearly growled,causing you to roll your eyes.

"Viktor."You called,watching the fighter lean down. "You're overextending on your right hand and he's noticing that."

Viktor nodded,his gaze softening as he looked at you. "This guy,he's not used to going past the fourth round. He's close to running on fumes,so ride the clock towards the end of this round and before it's over I need you to hit him with some short body jabs. Before a good knockout punch,wait for him to throw one and when he does aim right for his chin and put your whole weight into it."

The bell rung,Viktor stepping back and you making your way to your chair. You watched the fighters move to the center of the ring,smiling when you noticed Viktor doing as you said.

You cheered as Viktor landed the punch,his opponent falling to the floor of the ring. The sound of people cheering around you faded away when Viktor's eyes met yours,his intense gaze making you tremble. You barely registered the ref counting and declaring Viktor as the winner,mind racing with thoughts of you and Viktor behind closed doors.

When the arena began to empty,you slowly made your way to the back halls. You lifted your pass when someone stopped you,continuing on until Leo stood right in front of you.

"Nothing changes,huh?"He asked,the irritating smile on his face annoying you. "I remember when you used to be in my corner like that."

"Too bad you went and ruined it."You huffed,pushing past him. He grabbed your arm and spun you around,pulling you right against his chest.

"Gimme another chance princess."He moved the strands of hair away from your eyes,you struggling in his grip.

"Get off of me."You huffed,struggling to get out of the man's strong grip.

"C'mon,you don't feel anything for me anymore?"He asked,his hands sliding to your hips.

"Let me go."You pleaded,eyes shutting in fear. "Please."You whispered.

"She said let her go!"You felt a familiar grip,eyes remaining shut. "Stay away from her,she's with me."

Viktor stared Leo down until he walked away,the large man cupping your face gently. "Printsessa,I'm here."He whispered,feeling your tremble only made him want to follow Leo and use his face as a punching bag.

Ivan watched Viktor comfort you,brows furrowed as he watched Viktor whisper to you and stroke your cheeks. He'd never seen his son be vulnerable and soft,the two traits not something they expressed often.

He didn't like it.

"Are you okay,malyshka?"His worried eyes meet yours when you open them. He frowns at your glassy eyes,pulling you against his chest. "You're okay,I'm here."

You hugged the broad man,remembering when he saved you the first night you met. He rubbed your back,hating how much the man had ruined your evening.

"I was coming to see you."You whispered,meeting his gaze. "You did great."

"Because of you,printsessa. I was coming to tell you that I would like for us to have dinner with my father."

You nodded,allowing him to pull you towards the locker rooms. He sat you on one of the benches,kneeling on his knees in front of you. "Wait for me here,okay printsessa? I'll shower quickly and change."

You nodded,leaning forward to kiss him quickly. "I'll be here."

"You look beautiful."He smiled,kissing you again before standing.

You watched him walk away,Ivan only zipping up the jacket to his sweatsuit.

"Are you okay?"His gruff voice shocked you,the man watching you quietly. He held a water bottle out,a tight smile offered when you took it.

"Yes,just shaken."You answered,taking a sip.

"You know him."He watched you intently.

You nodded,playing with the water bottle wrapper. "We dated a long time ago."

"Hmph."Ivan huffed,sitting on one of the benches across from you.

"I'm not Ludmilla."You straightened,watching the mans face contort in anger. "Viktor told me about her,and I am not like her."

"You say that now."He crossed his arms.

"You're quite judgmental for someone who doesn't know me."

Ivan eyed you as if he wanted to decipher you then and there,probably wishing he could read your mind. "What you told Viktor earlier,how'd you know that stuff?"

"Did you think I'd be Rocky Balboa's daughter without learning anything?"You grinned. "Boxing's in my blood."

Viktor walked out,both of you standing when he approached. "Everything okay?"He asked,eyeing you both. You nodded,smiling when he reached for your coat and helped you slide it on before grabbing your hand.

"Hungry?"He asked,both of you walking behind Ivan. You nodded,wrapping your other arm around his so you could be closer to him.

You followed the giant men to the black limo,Viktor and Ivan stopping to allow you in first. You were quite taken with Ivan's chivalry,the intense man leaving you quite puzzled with his recent behavior. You laughed when Viktor buckled your seatbelt,his large paw reaching for your hand after he buckled his own.

Ivan watched you both,clearly not appreciating the effect you had on his son. It wasn't long until you all reached the restaurant,Ivan feeling more and more like a third wheel with the two of you.

The dinner was awkward with the fact that Ivan barely spoke,the stoic man just observing how Viktor interacted and reacted with you. There was a small chat about the fight,but other than that Ivan didn't contribute much else. You wanted to laugh when Ivan walked ahead of the two of you once you finally entered the hotel lobby,grumbling a semblance of a 'goodnight' before stomping his way to the elevator.

"That was...quite the dinner."You laughed,turning to Viktor to allow Ivan his speedy escape.

"Was too bad when I leave you alone with him?"The boxer asked,pulling your smaller body into his muscular frame.

You shook your head,toying with his dark shirt. "He cares for you,a lot. He was just making sure his son doesn't feel the same hurt he felt."

Viktor's hazel eyes narrowed at you,stroking your back over your soft coat. "Like I told him,I'm not Ludmilla. I'll be around as long as you want me to be."

"You said that?"

"And meant it. Every last word."You leaned your chin against his strong chest.

There was something about how your big and innocent eyes stared at him,you not even having to ask him to rip his heart out and give it to you because it was already yours.

"You won."You smirked,leaning up with less difficulty thanks to your heeled boots. You tugged on his hands,pulling the large man with you towards the elevators. Pushing the button for the lift,you felt his broad chest pressed against your back.

Caught off guard when the large man spun you around and pressed his lips right on yours,drowning you in his need and desire. You moaned when his tongue delved into your mouth,hands hungrily caressing your curves.

"You look,"He panted. "So beautiful,printsessa."His lips traveled down your neck,small kisses and nips planted on your skin.

The elevator dinged,the alert of reaching your floor barely being enough to pull the two of you out of your desperate haze. Between drunk kisses and needy touches you entered your hotel room,your small hands pushing Viktor's jacket off.

You pushed him towards the bed,the large man falling back. The way he looked at you like you were the only woman for him made you weak in the knees,a confidence running through your veins as you undressed in front of him. You swallowed nervously,standing in front of him in your black strapless bra and matching panties.

"You said,"You paused,moving to stand between his thick spread legs. "You'd show me what I do to you."

The large man sat up,big paws sliding up your legs sensually. Your hands planted on his strong shoulders,moaning softly when he littered kisses on your belly. He pulled you to straddle his lap by your legs,burying his face in your chest.

Your hands cupped the back of his head,pushing your chest towards his face when he nipped at the available skin. You felt his hands unclasp your bra,throwing the offensive material to the floor. A gasp of his name fell from your lips when he took one of your nipples in his warm mouth,tongue swirling around the pert bud.

"Viktor."You moaned,nails lightly scraping his scalp. You felt his hands slide further up,hardly noticing when he untied your hair. Head thrown back in bliss when he paid attention to your neglected breast,his large hand buried in your long hair.

He smirked at your needy whine when he pulled away,bottom lip out in an adorable pout. He nipped your plump lip gently,smiling when he laid you on the bed and your legs tightened around his middle. You watched him pull his shirt off,hands itching to touch his perfectly sculpted chest.

"Moya prekrasnaya printsessa."He whispered,hands planted next to your head. He nudged your nose with his,a little smile pulling at his lips when he felt your needy hands pulling at his belt. He grabbed your hand,leading it to cup his hard on. "You feel what you do to me,printsessa?"

You squeezed lightly,leaning up to kiss him. "Show me what I do to you."You whispered,nipping his bottom lip. "Show me what you want to do to me."

Your eyes fell shut when Viktor kissed you passionately,enjoying the way he began littering kisses all over your body. Viktor took his time worshipping your body,hands and lips leaving no inch of your body untouched.

Viktor pulled your panties down,his large hand caressing your leg softly. "So pretty."Viktor whispered,eliciting a moan from you when he slowly swiped his fingers up your pussy. Slowly he slid a thick digit in your warm channel,watching what movements made you moan the loudest.

"I want to taste you,printsessa."The deep baritone of his voice sending tingles throughout your whole body.

"Please,Viktor."You whined,spreading your legs for his broad body.

You cried out when he placed a kiss on your pussy,the grip he had on your thighs almost bruising when he held them apart to stop them from closing. The boxer groaned,the taste of you driving him mad.

Each stroke and swipe of his tongue drove you closer and closer to your orgasm,his groans when you lightly scraped your nails on his scalp making your legs shake.

A loud cry bounced off the walls when his tongue dipped inside of you,Viktor pulling your legs over his shoulders. You pushed his face closer,cries of pleasure only spurring the hungry man on.

He felt your legs shake,noting that you moaned louder when he sucked on your clit. "Need to cum,printsessa?"He teased,nipping your thigh softly. His fingers picked up the slack,eyes watching your back arch and your hands come to your breasts and play with your nipples.

"Please Viktor."You begged,the sound so pretty it was music to Viktor's ears.

You cried out when he resumed eating you out,the way he worked his tongue and fingers driving you insane. The pleasure almost became unbearable,legs shaking as the feeling of your orgasm overwhelmed all of your senses.

You panted as you came down from the high of pleasure,eyes fluttering open when he leaned over you and watching him lick his fingers clean.

"Was that good?"He asked,quite enjoying the blissed out look your face.

"Amazing."You whispered,pulling the large man closer. "Your turn."You smirked,pushing his chest. He let you maneuver him the way you wanted,smiling when you climbed on top of him and rubbed all over his sculpted chest.

He moaned when you planted your lips on his,your tongue delving into his mouth. Tasting yourself on his mouth drove you mad,your lips mapping a trail of kisses down his neck to his chest,hands unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down.

He watched you undress him,the mischievous glint in your eyes shining through. He laid back when you slid your hands up his legs,a low groan rumbling in his chest when you traced your tongue up his abs. His hand came to the back of your head,fingers buried in your hair.

Grasping his thick member in your hand,slowly stroking while you sucked at his neck lightly. "I want you to cum in my mouth."You whispered in his ear,nipping his ear lobe gently.

The boxer moaned loudly when you wrapped your lips around his tip,his hand coming to your hair while you worked him with your hand and mouth. He wasn't sure if it was the pleasure or just the fact that it was you touching him that made him feel so electric but he did know he didn't want it to stop.

You met his hazy gaze,the sight of your mouth wrapped around him while looking at him with those seductive eyes was enough to make his toes curl. You swirled your tongue around the head of his cock,moaning at the taste of his precum.

"Does it feel good,moy medved?"You asked in a pant,your hand working him while you batted your eyelashes at him like the two of you weren't in the midst of something so sinful.

With a nod,not able to trust his voice,he watched you resume the unfamiliar pleasure. You took note of what you did that made him grip you hair a little tighter,soon the large man began to guide your movements. Viktor wasn't the most experienced man,between training and work and Ivan's iron fist he didn't have much time for lovers but just the feeling of your hands on him was enough to make his body react.

The boxer felt his release close,you pushing his hands away when he tried to pull you off of him. Each swipe of your tongue or movement of your hand making his orgasm closer and closer.

"Mm-mm."You denied, holding his hands so he wouldn't try to pull you off,the vibrations pushing the man over the edge.

The loud and guttural shout of his end made goosebumps form on your skin,pussy dripping with arousal of the way you had the large man at your mercy.

He watched you swallow his cum,the erotic sight itself could've made him cum alone. You licked your lips slowly,crawling up to straddle the large fighter. His arms wrapped around you,right hand sliding up your back to the back of your head.

"Vikt-Mm."You moaned when he pulled you down to kiss him,the taste of both of your arousals mixing together. His free hand slid down your back,grabbing your ass roughly.

His large rough hands guiding you down on his still erect cock. Moans mixed together weren't enough to cover the sounds of your skin slapping when you began to ride him. Viktor's grip moved to your hips,tight and unrelenting to control your pace and movement.

"More."You panted,hands planting themselves firmly on his broad chest. "Harder,moy medved."You moaned,nails digging into his smooth skin. His hips thrust up to meet yours, his feet planted on the bed while you allowed him to pull your hips down with his tight grip.

The rough thrusts combined with his impressive length and girth was enough to bring forth your next orgasm,Viktors grip bruising when he pulled your hips down and held you there as he sat up straight.

"You feel so good,printsessa."He moaned, the man kissing his way up your chest to your neck."My pretty little prize."

A loud moan followed by your head thrown back as he continued muttering praises while he fucked into you hard and rough, soft bites and sucks into your skin only heightening your pleasure. Your hands held onto his broad shoulders to help you meet his movements, nails scratching down his back in pure bliss.

"Viktor."You cried,leaning your forehead against his. "Please."

"So pretty when you beg,printsessa."His deep, accented words sending a shiver down your spine. "Tell me what you want."

"I want.."You panted, eyes meeting his. "I want you to cum with me."

He felt you tighten around him, a loud growl filling the room. Your hands slid up his back,up his neck, to his cheeks to cup his face.

"Please,modved."You begged, kissing him desperately. The feeling of his chest brushing against your sensitive nipples sent electric shocks throughout your whole body. Your nails lightly scraped his scalp, tongue delving into his mouth.

"I'm close,printsessa."He groaned into your kiss, his pace becoming faster and more desperate.

"Cum with me, Viktor." You urged, eyes meeting his. "Please."

Viktors deep cry of pleasure matched yours in volume when you both came together. He leaned his forehead against your chest, your long hair cascading down your back with your hair thrown back in bliss.

You both panted in sync, Viktor sitting upright when realization struck him.

"Malyshka."His frantic gaze met yours, swallowing thickly.

"What's wrong?"You sat up, not paying attention to him still inside of you.

"We didn't use a condom."His wide eyes were full of realization and panic.

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Part 4 coming soon!Hope you guys enjoyed !

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