“I’m not playing your fucking games,” he says, voice low.
“I… I need you to come up here, Nikolai,” I whisper, eyes squeezed shut, clenching against the thrill and shame of it all. My pulse races, the fear that he’ll say no tightening in my chest.
Before I can open my eyes, I feel him there—his thick tattooed hand curls around my neck, steady and possessive.
“Say it again,” he commands, and I shiver at the touch, heat and fear spiralling together.
Chapter 55
Nikolai
This girl is poison. I keep trying to give her space—I don’t want her to develop Stockholm syndrome or whatever. But when she calls for me, giving herself the pleasure I’ve been struggling to resist, it’s impossible to ignore.
With my hand tight around her neck, she locks her gorgeous blue eyes on mine and repeats what she knows I need to continue, “I need you, Nikolai.”
“Fuck, malyshka.” I claim her lips, my free hand roaming, sliding under her shirt to cup her full breasts, teasing her nipples between my fingers.
My cock hardens with every breathy moan, feeling her shiver and arch into me.
Her hand snakes to the back of my neck, pulling me closer. I take the cue to release my grip and wrap both hands around her waist.
I lift her, tearing her shirt off and pushing her back on the bed, following her movements, unable to part my lips from hers—except to whisper, “YA budu poklonyat’sya tebe do poslednego vzdokha.”I will worship you until my last breath.
She obviously doesn’t understand, but I’ll make sure she feels exactly what I mean.
The mattress dips as my knees pin her, taking her hard nipples into my mouth. Her breath catches, hips pressing into my chest, and soft whines escape despite her efforts. I trace slow circles with my tongue, and her head falls back.
Moving, I trail kisses up her collarbone and across her pulsing neck. I take my time, feeling every gasp, every flicker of heat under my touch.
Her fingers clutch at my shoulders, pulling me closer, and I feel the ache building in my cock, straining for release.
Sliding my hand lower, between her thighs, I find her slick and ready. I curl a finger, teasing and exploring. Inserting just two digits, she cries out, and I pause only to drink in the sound. Her body is mine to feel, mine to respond to, and I trace her with careful precision, listening to everything she gives me.
She leans into me, grinding ever so slightly, and I finally give in, pressing my hardness to her, feeling her heat seep into me. Her hands grip my hair, tugging me closer as I devour her lips, kissing her with the kind of need that has built for years. Every tremor drives me faster, harder, desperate to consume every inch of her.
“What do you want, Aurelia?”
“I—” she tries to speak, but my fingers move faster, and she claws for her words, “I want you.”
A slow smile spreads across my lips as I hover over her, teasing with my tongue, curling around hers, tasting every drop of her.
“Not enough,” I murmur with a wide grin, leaning back to tower over her.
“Nikolai, I need you to fuck me right now, don’t piss me off.”
I chuckle, dark and low. I love it when she hates me.
I pull down my black sweats and boxer briefs, catching her smirk—she knows she’s getting exactly what she wants tonight.I’ll fuck her so hard she’ll be begging me to give her pussy a break.
I grab her ankles, pulling her to the edge of the bed, legs wrapping instinctively around my hips.
“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.”
With her wet and waiting for me, I take her waist in my hands and thrust into her.
Chapter 56
Aurelia
