16. Nikolai
Chapter 16
Nikolai
I could not concentrate. I had been staring at the ledgers for our business. There was plenty of work to do, but all I could focus on was the tiny woman curled up in the corner of my office, wrapped in a blanket and reading a book she had borrowed from me.
After devouring the book Jax had lent her, she had asked for more books about BDSM. And I was more than happy to oblige. She was beautiful, with a few stray locks of her hair having fallen from the bun on her head, curling in tendrils that framed her face. Her brow furrowed as she read something she either didn’t understand or didn’t like.
I found myself completely distracted by her very presence, but I was not about to ask her to leave. I wanted her here. Just having her close felt… right. It eased the protectiveness that had stayed clutched around my gut since our trip to Seth’s place days ago.
Fuck, that day had been something else. Nothing could have shocked me more than seeing her take aim and land each shot with a marksman’s accuracy. It was hot as fuck.
As soon as we’d arrived back home, I had hauled her up over my shoulder and taken her down to the playroom to show her just how hot she was. It was a long and brutally sensual night that had left her hoarse for two straight days afterward. Based on the jibes I got from the guys, even the bit of soundproofing we put in the room hadn’t shielded them from hearing our sexual endeavors.
Not that I minded.
I smirked, remembering that night in great detail as my eyes roved over her form, sitting there cuddled in the corner.
“I’m bored,” she sighed, flopping the book down on her lap in vexation.
“Well, go find something to do, then,” I muttered, pretending to focus on my computer. It was a complete bluff, as my eyes literally glazed over the moment the figures came into focus. I had no space left in my brain to handle the books when she was right there, basically within reach.
“I don’t want to go find something to do. There’s nothing to do here. Come do something with me,” she begged in a petulantly whiny tone, her lower lip stuck pathetically.
“Go ask Deacon if he wants help in the stable. Maybe you can go on a ride,” I offered, not knowing what else to offer to her.
“I don’t do horses. You know that,” she spat back defiantly.
“Well, you could always learn,” I teased her with a smile.
“Why won’t you just do something with me ? What’s so important on your computer right now, anyway?”
“Work. Work is important.”
“Well, I can’t do my job right now, so I need something to do. Idle hands and all that,” she tossed off, rising from her spot on the floor to sit in the chair opposite my desk. She rested her elbows on the desktop, her chin held in her hands, looking as pitiful as ever.
“I could always tie your hands up. Better yet, I could tie you to that very chair and make you sit there while I work. You know… maybe this is a good idea, now that you mention—”
“Wait, wait, wait. Hold on there, buddy. I never agreed to that,” she quickly interjected.
“I don’t know. The idea has merit.” I had no real intention of doing such a thing, especially without her consent, but fuck, was it fun to mess with her.
“Niko, I’m serious. I’m bored. I’m going stir-crazy. Can we go back to Seth and Angela’s?” she asked, her eyes bright with imminent excitement.
“No, we’re not going back to their house.”
“Why not?”
“Ye-bat‘ , because I said so, Maddy. Please stop testing me.”
“But it’s so much fun!”
“Enough, Maddy.”
“You’re no fun.”
“And you can’t seem to be serious.”
“Yes, I can. ”
“Then prove it. Go read your book.”
She thought about my words for a moment. Then a smile curled the corners of her lips.
“Fine, then,” she shrugged, standing from her seat and immediately pulling her shirt up and over her head, revealing the fact that she wore nothing beneath it.
“Maddy, what the fuck are you doing?” I asked her, sighing heavily as I rubbed the bridge of my nose with my fingers.
“I’m going to read my book,” she answered, turning her back to me, bending over, and pulling her leggings and panties down. She kicked them off to one side before sashaying her way back to her little blanket nook. This time, however, she laid the blanket out on the floor and sprawled out, fully nude, and completely unabashed.
“You’re being ridiculous.”
“Well, you’re being annoying.” She rolled her eyes, having the utter audacity to stick her tongue out at me. I had half a mind to tell her exactly what I thought she could do with that tongue.
I tried to focus on my computer screen, but the allure of her naked body just lying there, ready for the taking, was too much to bear. With a heavy sigh, I shut down my computer, having resigned myself to playing with the brat in front of me instead of the ledgers that could wait until later.
“Fine. You win.” I signed begrudgingly, but deep down, I was ready to get my hands on her again. She was the ultimate distraction. I found my thoughts never strayed away from her for long, the memory of her skin under my fingertips, the sounds she made, and the way her body moved beneath my own, too much to resist.
“Really?” she all but squealed, sitting up and immediately tossing her book to the side. “What are we going to go do? Are we going to Seth and Angela’s?”
“No, princess, we aren’t leaving the property.” I leveled her with a look, praying she would hold off her bratting until my plan had actually begun.
Immediately, she pouted, and I rolled my eyes.
“Pouting will get you nowhere, Maddy. Don’t even start with me. I promise I will make it worth your while.” I said, rising from my seat and walking towards her. She had pulled the blanket up off the floor, covering herself with it.
“Will you?” she questioned, her eyes narrowing at me suspiciously.
“You bet your sweet ass, I will.” I reiterated, my hand finding the curve of her throat, squeezing it lightly as I leaned down until our noses were touching. Her breath shortened, coming in short pants as the tension between us rose to a fever pitch. “Speaking of that sweet ass…”
I tore the blanket off her, making her gasp. But that didn’t last long as I picked her up by the waist, throwing her over my shoulder as the blanket tumbled to the floor in a heap. I stomped my way over to the door, throwing it open as she almost clawed my back up.
“Niko! I am naked! Put me down and let me get dressed!” she shrieked.
“No way, princess. You chose to remove your clothes. This is the natural consequence of your actions.” Of course, I would never have put her at any actual risk. I knew that all three of the guys were out in the garage, and I planned to take her in the opposite direction — and yes, that meant out of the house… butt-ass naked.
“Niko! The guys will see me!” she shrieked as I strode towards the back door, throwing it open and heading out into the hot summer sun. “OUTSIDE?!? What are you doing?”
She kicked, screamed, and made a complete scene as I simply carried her out into the yard.
“You’re right. They will see you — if you don’t keep your voice down. They are on the other side of the house, and you are perfectly safe.” My hand moved up the back of her thigh, smacking her ass before my fingers trailed over the crack of her ass and down between her folds.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. She was absolutely drenched. “What do we have here?” I teased as I strode across the yard towards the treeline. Her shrieking finally ceased, though her nails were still digging into my back. “Does my princess enjoy being naked in public? Is it the thought of being seen like this that turns you on? Do you enjoy the thought of being caught?”
Intrigued was an understatement as we broached the treeline. I sat her back to her feet, holding her steady as she regained her balance for a moment. As she lifted her head, her eyes shot daggers into me, fury written clear as day across her pretty face.
“What the hell are you doing, Niko?” she seethed, hands on her hips and tits heaving with every breath she took. She was utterly magnificent in her outrage.
“You said you wanted fun. So, I decided you deserved that very thing.” I shrugged nonchalantly, my hands finding their way to my back pockets as I rocked back on my heels.
“And how does that include me being naked out in the fucking yard?”
“Well, you aren’t technically naked out in the yard. You’re in the woods.”
“But still naked.”
“And isn’t that the best part?” My eyes narrowed, pinning her with a devilish look that relayed my desire for her.
“And now that you have me out here in the woods , naked and alone, what exactly is your plan, buddy?” Crossing her arms over her chest, she stared me down. My gaze flicked lower, expecting to find her literally tapping her foot on the ground in frustration. However, my gaze never did make it past her tits. The way her arms were crossed pushed them together, making me want to drop her to the ground right here and now to take my fill of her.
“Well, the plan is to play a little game,” I began.
“What kind of game?”
“Let’s call it… hide and seek,” I answered, feeling inspired and ready to play. It wasn’t often I was able to let go and let my lighter side take over, but with Maddy around, that part of me seemed to be constantly champing at the bit.
“Hide and seek? Out here? In the middle of the day?” She asked with a scoff.
“Yes, to all the above. But you forgot one key part of this game.” My lips curled into a sinister smile.
“Oh, and what’s that?”
“You’re naked. I’m not.”
“And that makes you happy.”
“Deliriously so, princess.”
“So what, you’re going to turn around while I go hide? This sounds lame.”
“Not on your life, princess.”
“So then, how does this work?”
“You. Run.” I growled low in my chest, narrowing my eyes at her as I crouched down, ready to pounce.
“Niko, you are not… OH MY GOD!” she screamed as I lunged for her. I’d never seen a person flip around on their heel and high tail it so fast before. I cackled out loud, letting her flee the scene as the birds scattered through the trees at our commotion.
She took off like a bat out of hell, squealing as she ran — half with delight and half with fear, from the sound of it. I waited only a short bit before taking off after her.
“You’re going to get it. You better run, princess!” I shouted. She took off to the left, up ahead of me, but I was hot on her tail.
As I rounded the corner a few moments after her, I stopped short, realizing she was nowhere to be found. However, the sound of twigs snapping and birds scattering off to my right told me exactly which way to go next.
I stalked her like prey, hunting her with only thoughts of devouring her in mind. As I cleared the next thicket of trees, I finally caught sight of her. I’d know that ass anywhere, as she slipped behind a tree, likely trying to catch her breath.
I stalked her, careful of my footfalls as I approached. Coming up on the opposite side of the trunk that she hid behind, I moved quickly, lunging around the tree to grab her.
But my hands grabbed only air. She shrieked and dodged out of the way, leaving me off balance and stumbling, as I’d expected to tackle her to the ground.
“Gonna have to be faster than that… Sir, ” she giggled. The little tease.
I lunged at her again, but she was a slippery little thing, quickly ducking under my arm and bolting off in the opposite direction. I gave chase enthusiastically, enjoying both the thrill of the hunt and the sight of her sexy little ass ahead of me as she fled.
But as our little game went on, my primal fervor was slowly replaced with admiration and respect as she continued to elude my grasp, sometimes by a mere finger’s breadth.
Slowing about twenty feet away after once again sending me nearly sprawling, the little minx turned and looked back at me over her shoulder and stuck her tongue out playfully. “I thought you were supposed to be some big, bad Marine. Bested by a tiny woman like me? Who’da thunk?” she tittered, teasing me as she ran off further into the woods.
“You little tease!” I called out after her. “This is just flirting, you know?” I caught my breath and took off after her. She wasn’t far ahead of me, but damn, the girl could run! I was already winded with our little game, and that was saying something. I kept myself in pretty good shape, but Maddy was like a speed racer, jetting out ahead of me as I swiped for her time after time.
“Sneaky little bitch,” I called out after her, only to have her giggle in response once again.
Finally, I caught back up with her, my legs pumping hard as I lunged towards her. My arms wrapped around her, tackling her to the ground as I rolled so that I took the brunt of the fall instead of her. This was supposed to be fun and end in sex. Not a trip to the hospital.
Barrel-rolling us clear around until her back was on the ground, I pinned her down with the weight of my body, my hands holding her arms down as I leaned in close, snarling softly.
She grew still for a moment, and fear gripped me. Had I pushed too far? I hadn’t crossed any explicit boundaries; I was certain.
Suddenly, the memory of her words came flooding back to me, clear from that night we had first negotiated.
“If we are going to do this, you have to trust me. I’ll tell you when I’m not ok. I’ll use the safewords. I promise. If I’m going to trust you, that means you have to trust me, too.” She had such insight for a woman with little to no knowledge of kink before she stepped into our home.
“Not much fight, for such a feisty thing,” I teased her lightly, watching her for any signs of distress while still holding onto my facade of dominance. Just as soon as the words left my lips, that spark reignited in her eyes.
With a grunt of effort, she began fighting me. Legs twisted and kicked, arms and hands fighting my grip as she swatted at me. Her entire body writhed beneath me, further arousing my ardor. Fuck, I wished I were buried deep inside her cunt at that moment. That kind of fighting combined with our kind of fucking? Fuck yes, sign me up!
“You want a fight, buddy? A fight… you’ll… get,” she grunted out, her claws coming out as she scratched and swiped at me like a wild hellcat.
Pinning her hands down, I tried to keep her still, but her feet were another story. She shifted her weight, kicking at me until she landed a cheap shot — a knee to my groin.
“Fuck!” I groaned, immediately releasing her and cupping my precious ball sack for dear life. She took her chance, slithering out from under me and making a run for it as I lay on the ground groaning.
I stayed right there on the ground, groaning for a moment, cursing her very existence as pain radiated through my groin. It wasn’t the worst kick of my life or anything, but damn, getting kicked even near my balls was painful enough. I grunted as I stood back up, taking just a moment to catch my breath before taking off after her yet again — this time with a renewed sense of vengeance.
This time, finding her was much harder. She had gotten one hell of a head start on me, and she was nowhere to be found. I broke out into a sprint, not caring if she could hear me. I needed to make up the distance.
Finally, I found her. She had wound her way around the property, and we weren’t far from the garage at this point.
I watched as the leaves of a bush up ahead rustled, giving her position away. I pulled out every stealth tactic in my arsenal, secretly wishing I had Carrick’s skill set in a moment like this. That man was basically invisible. He was an artist of a rogue if I’d ever met one.
I slipped around the other side of the bush, watching as she hovered there, crouched just above the ground. Christ, her ass looked good from this position. She leaned over, peering around the corner of the bush to try and see me.
“ Silly princess. Tricks like that won’t work on a Dom like me,” I thought to myself with a smirk.
Carefully, I crept forward, my arms snaking around her waist as I tackled her firmly this time, rolling us both to the ground and pinning her there with my entire body.
She snarled at me — literally snarled — as she kicked and tossed her body around, trying to gain momentum in any way she could. Her fingers shifted under my grip as I tried to pin her down, her nails digging into any piece of skin she could find. Sharp, stinging pain flooded my back as she raked her nails across my flesh. I welcomed the pain, reveled in it, even. Growling, I pinned her hands to the ground, stopping her attack, but the she-devil still found a way to twist her fingers enough to dig into the skin of my hands and fingers.
“Stop fighting,” I grunted, urging her to desist, not that she was about to listen.
“Doesn’t sound like a safeword to me,” she spat right back, the sneer on her face furrowing her brows.
“You wound your way back around the house and clear over to the garage, princess,” I chuckled. It was easy to get directions twisted in the woods, and Maddy did not know the property the way I did. Plus, I wanted to make sure she knew where we were before engaging in any further play. While it wasn’t on her limits list, I didn’t want to cross a boundary I may not be aware of.
She went stone still, barely even breathing as we both listened. The sound of music blaring from the garage was easily heard in the near distance. Her brow furrowed for a moment before her eyes found mine, narrowed and full of heated intensity.
“Quitting that easily, buddy?” That sass of hers was going to be her doom. And just like that, the game was back on.
“Oh, princess, I haven’t quit. I have you pinned. From where I’m sitting, I’ve won.” My grip tightened, my hips grinding into hers. Fuck me, it felt good to give my aching cock some friction. Especially when said friction was against the morsel that was Maddy.
“Not yet, you haven’t,” she hissed, her legs kicking, working to get leverage to knee me in the junk, yet again. There was no way in hell I was about to let that happen.
Quicker than before, I shifted my feet until I could pin her legs down, using my body weight and size to my advantage as she sputtered and spat like a cat caught in a trap.
“Nice try, princess, but you’ll have to do better than that to catch me off guard again,” I scoffed, wishing I had a third hand to slap her around a bit. But this primal-style play was quite fun, as it was.
“Challenge accepted, Sir,” she spat, rearing her head back and arching clear off the ground. It was an incredible feat to witness, as her hands were still pinned by my own. It gave her just enough space to reach my bicep.
Her mouth connected and opened against my skin. What began as a kiss quickly turned to a bite, her teeth sinking in as she literally attempted to take a bite out of me.
“Ow! Fuck!” I yelped, but I did not release her. There was no way in hell I was letting her slip from my grip again.
Shifting my weight, I flipped her around as carefully, but forcefully, as I could. Flat on her stomach now, I pressed her into the ground, my palm pressing her head into the dirt as she fought me with hisses, scratches, and kicking feet.
“Enough,” I growled, sliding each of her hands up above her head until I could hold both her wrists in my grasp.
I worked to unbuckle my pants one-handed, shoving them down with intense frustration at how long it was taking. Granted, her writhing, bucking, and snarling weren’t making matters any easier, but a Dom did what he had to do. It took every ounce of concentration I had to rid myself of the lower half of my clothes while still holding her down with the other hand. I almost lost the fight as she reared back, nearly knocking my hold on her loose. Finally, I was able to shove my pants down far enough to free my cock from its confines. I rubbed my leaking tip against her wet slit for a few moments, groaning at the sheer feel of her heat, before I slid fully inside of her.
“Fuck you!” She screamed, but I remembered her words once again.
“Fuck you isn’t a safeword, princess,” I scoffed, thrusting harder and faster as I held her down. Her struggles only made my cock stiffen more as I fucked her with everything I had. God damn, it was hot!
I shifted my hips, hitting her g-spot as she clenched so tightly around me I almost saw stars. I lost my concentration for only a split second, but it was enough time for her to get a hand free, and she launched it at me. Fuck, did she launch it at me. Her hand shot up and back behind her head in a blind swing, connecting with my brow bone just above my eye, clocking me with enough force that I grunted in pain before grabbing her hand and pinning her down again.
“You little bitch,” I groaned, wincing as pain flared through my face. She just giggled. She fucking giggled, still kicking her legs at me like a wild woman in between moans of pleasure as I penetrated her.
Shifting my knees a little closer together, I tugged her hips up, needing that ripe peach of an ass closer to me. My hand moved up over her curves to her lower spine, where I pressed down, deepening the arch of her back before sliding back to grab her hip tightly. My other hand pressed into the back of her head, pushing her into the grass and dirt below.
My hips rocked back and forth, pounding into her with lightning speed. The feel of her pussy wrapped around me — no, squeezing around me like a damn vise-grip — was nearly unbearable. It was exquisite, brutal torture holding myself back from cumming on the spot.
“Can you feel it? Can you feel me swell up inside of you?” I growled at her, my hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise as I pounded into her tight-as-fucking-hell cunt. “Can you feel how much harder my thrusts get when you scream my name?” I felt my own orgasm demanding to be met, my cock begging for release. “Scream it again for me, princess. Scream for me!”
She whimpered and moaned as she writhed beneath me, her ass jutting back to meet every thrust. Every swivel of her hips pushed me closer to climax.
“SIR!” She finally screamed out, her cries of ecstasy scaring every creature — big and small — from our little woods, likely for miles. She cried. And she screamed. She broke beneath me as her orgasm crashed over her in waves, pulling my own orgasm from the depths of my soul until I emptied myself into her wet heat. For a solid moment, I could not remember what day it was, what year it was, or even my own name.
Finally pulling myself out of her, I turned to the side, mindful not to crush her as I fell back onto the grass beside her, breathless and panting. The smile on my face was so wide it hurt. We lay there in the grass for long moments, just enjoying the silence between us and the juxtaposition it posed to the sound of insects, birds, and wind whipping through the trees as we slowly caught our breath.
“You know, next time, I better hear you screaming my name,” she teased, turning towards me, covered in grass and dirt, to cuddle into my side. Nothing could have made the moment more perfect.
With a sharp laugh, I pulled her closer. “Yeah. We’ll see about that, princess.”
After a few minutes, I stood, holding a hand out to help her to her feet.
“We should probably head back,” I said, brushing the dirt and grass from my clothing after pulling my shorts back up my body and tucking myself back into my boxers.
“What the hell am I supposed to do?” she whined, looking down at herself with open arms and utter exasperation.
“About what?” I asked, feigning ignorance with a smirk.
“Um, about this,” she sputtered, pointing down at her naked, dirt-covered form.
“Seems like a personal problem. Maybe next time you won’t strip down in my office.” I leveled her with a pointed look that turned into a bright smile. “At least not without permission next time.”
“Like you didn’t like it,” she spat, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms over her chest.
“Oh, I liked it plenty. But I think I might like your naked walk of shame back to the house more.” I crossed my arms over my chest, mirroring her own defiant stance. Little princess wasn’t going to win this round. At least not like that… or at least not yet.
“You wouldn’t dare.” The glare she pinned me with could have melted fucking metal.
I considered my options for all of two seconds, but stretched it out longer, just to give her some grief. She deserved it. Plus, she was cute as hell, all fired up like this. After a moment, I grabbed her chin, leaning down to kiss her.
What began as a simple kiss turned into something much more consuming. Her body pulled in tight to mine as my hand held her close, moving up and down the curves of her back. Whether it lasted minutes or seconds, I could not have said. All I knew was that we parted some length of time later, breathless and aroused once more.
“Fine,” I finally relented, my hands releasing her to begin unbuttoning my shirt.
“What are you doing?” she asked, throwing me a distasteful and utterly adorable frown.
“Giving you something to wear, obviously.” I threw the shirt around her body, helping her as she slipped her arms into the shirt. It was about five times too big for her, draping around her form like a dress. I did up the buttons for her, swatting her hands away as she tried to do it herself.
“Let me.” It was a simple command, and thankfully, one she complied with. Finally. As I stood there, buttoning each button, looking down at her form, I could not stop the sudden swell of emotion that pooled in my belly and spread upward through my chest.
She was a mess—a dirty, disheveled, downright delectable mess. And I could not tear my eyes from her. She was exquisite. Completely raw and real, all of her flighty, party-girl demeanor stripped away, leaving nothing but pure Maddy in the aftermath. I’d never seen anything as beautiful as she was at that exact moment. I kept my gaze on her a moment longer, wanting to commit it to memory.
A moment later, I shook out of the feeling. I shifted her around, my arm slung over her shoulder as I pointed her back in the direction of the house.
“But we came from that way,” she muttered, pointing to our left as we began walking.
“True, but you led me on a wild goose chase around the property, and we wound up over by the garage in the end.” As soon as I finished speaking, the treeline came into view, with the garage just to the right of that.
“Come on, princess. Let’s go.”
We made our way out of the woods, through the treeline, and around the side of the garage. As soon as we had cleared the edge of the building, the sounds of clapping and cheering rang out from the open roll-up door.
We both stopped in our tracks for a moment, turning to look as Jax, Deacon, and Sully stood there on the pavement, making quite a scene.
“Nice going, you two!” Jax hollered.
“Way to give him hell, Maddy!” Sully joined in. Deacon, bless the man, kept his thoughts to himself as the other two threw salacious remarks back and forth. But I saw the sardonic smirk he threw in my direction.
“Enough, you three. Enough,” I threw back, turning Maddy and me back towards the house. But as soon as I did, laughter rang out with renewed vigor.
“I called it! I CALLED IT!” Sully all but screamed out. “She IS a wildcat! Look at those scratches.”
Sure enough, I realized my back was stinging slightly, the now-exposed scratch marks she’d left up and down my back not enjoying the sweat, dirt, and sun.
Before I could say anything to defend myself, Maddy looked over her shoulder, smiling back at the men as she turned away and out of my arms, lowering into a theatrical bow.
“Just doing my part to remind you sexless boy-wonders what a real woman does to a man who deserves it. You’re welcome.” And just like that, she spun back on her heel and waltzed her way back up towards the house like she owned the place, leaving me standing there for a moment, utterly enraptured with her audacity.
That’s my girl, I thought to myself. And this time, I truly meant it. She was mine. Whether I liked it or not.