Chapter Fourteen
"What the hell do you think you were doing with Andreyev's little son?" The question was out of Nikolai's tongue the second he stormed into Lisa's room, slamming the door behind him so hard that if there wasn't a party in full swing downstairs, it would have reverberated through the house.
"What did it look like I was doing?" Lisa retorted, getting off the chair she had been sitting on as she stared out the window.
"You know what happens when you don't answer my fucking question, Lisa."
"And what happens when you do the exact thing you get angry at me over?" Lisa yelled back at him despite the goosebumps on her skin. Nikolai's full glare was directed at her, and on a normal day, she would have squirmed under that gaze. But not today.
"I can do whatever I want to do, Lisa. But that doesn't apply to you."
"Why?"
"Because you are fucking mine ! If I didn't have an emergency to attend to, I would have cut off that fucker's hand immediately. It would have caused a war with his family, but I would have gladly fought it."
This was a sick way of professing how much he could sacrifice for someone he loved, yet Lisa felt her heart take a leap.
Stupid hormones.
"If I was yours, what were you doing with that girl again after you told me…"
"I told you nothing!"
"See? You're doing it again - confusing the hell out of me. You obviously don't care about me, yet you won't allow me to do whatever I want to do."
"Volkov isn't the person we should be having this conversation over. He is a fucker."
"Aren't you also one? She practically had her breasts out, begging to be stroked by you. How is that any different from what Volkov wanted?"
Nikolai saw red when those words resounded in his ears. "What did he do to you, Lisa? And you better fucking not tell me nothing ." He shouldn't be reacting in this manner, particularly when he didn't want to fuel the measly feeling of love that she thought she had for him. Nikolai hated that he was being a slave to some misguided anger right now, only it felt too good and rational right now.
"Are you even listening to me?" Lisa said in a weak voice.
"I am. What did he do?" Nikolai saw them leave the living room together, and he had spent over thirty minutes with Dmitri outside and, after that, in his office. It was enough time for anything to have happened. His blood boiled as he thought about all the possibilities. He would kill that fool and damn the consequences.
"He didn't do anything, and I'm only telling you that so you will leave me the hell alone, just as you have been doing for the past month."
Relief was washing through Nikolai, and he stopped and angled his head. " Krastoka , you need to learn how to run in the opposite direction when you can."
"I think it's too late for that," she whispered, her chest heaving. That night replayed in Nikolai's mind for the umpteenth time. She had vulnerably declared love for someone who barely even knew what it meant or how it felt. Nikolai's parents' relationship had been more of a transaction than love, so no one could blame him for having no heart. "I think I…"
Cutting her short, Nikolai took a giant stride forward and picked Lisa off the floor, throwing her over his shoulders. He didn't want to hear her say those words again. Hearing them in her sleep was enough torment for him.
Lisa shrieked as he sauntered out of her room, with his hands clutching her butt possessively. She told him to return her to the ground a million times and even hit his back to show how serious she was, but Nikolai wasn't having it.
She needed to see what kind of a person he was to realize that her stupid feelings meant nothing to someone like him.
Reaching the topmost floor, Nikolai walked down the dark hallway without turning the lights on. He had been here more times than he could count, and knew his way around in a blindfold. He got to the door and placed Lisa back on the ground, but only enough to pull a single key from his pocket and unlock the door before throwing her over his shoulders again.
Nikolai threw her on the king-size bed when he stepped into the room. Then, he walked back to the door to turn the lights on. Lisa closed her eyes as the blinding lights hit her eyes for the first few seconds until they gradually adapted to the glare.
She looked around slowly, the first thing registering in her head being the color of the room. It had so much red that if she was told it belonged to Nikolai, she wouldn't believe it since he loved black more.
"This is the room you asked for the other time," he threw at her casually as he opened a wardrobe that revealed different sex toys in their numerous shapes and sizes. Lisa flushed red as she took them all in. Her throat was parched, and she swallowed, her eyes looking away from the wardrobe.
Was there any way Nikolai kept a jar of water in here?
As if reading her mind, Nikolai grabbed a glass and got water from a dispenser Lisa hadn’t realized was there. He handed it over the head and mandated her to drink every drop of it without as much as a little spill.
"Hand the cup over," he commanded, receiving the cup from Lisa's outstretched arm. "I want you to strip right now. Take off every item of clothing like you were planning on doing for that fucker."
"Nikolai…"
"Now!"
"I wasn't planning on doing anything with him, Nikolai!"
"But you wanted him, even for the slightest second. If not, you wouldn't have let him touch you – wouldn’t allow his filthy hands to caress your back."
Lisa shook her head emphatically. She felt so small sitting in the middle of the bed, with Nikolai's dark eyes watching her, the pools inside crashing like waves in the night. Well, he always had that hold on her - it was hard to describe. It pushed her to the verge of danger yet held on to her tightly and tenderly.
"I hated every minute of his hands on my skin," Lisa revealed, her heart thumping wildly. She didn't know what Nikolai had planned out, but it sure as hell made her nervous and excited.
"Are you just saying that because you think it is what I want to hear?" Nikolai stalked over to her, and she realized that he had somehow lost the scarf around his neck, his chest in her line of direction.
"No!" Lisa shook her head again. "I promise! I was doing nothing with him."
About an hour ago, when she was downstairs with the self-conceited Volkov, the only reason she had not walked away from him was because of how furious it made Nikolai as he continued staring hard at them. Lisa wanted to play with him at his own game. Who said it was alright to bring that woman around here, throw the bitch around in Lisa's face, yet keep her from doing whatever she fucking wanted?
"And it will stay that way, because you are mine, krastoka ." His eyes leveled with her, and he licked his lips in the most primal of ways, yet it managed to send heat down her spine. "You are fucking mine . Now strip."
Maybe it was because of his intense-laced voice, or the way his eyes swept through her without a care in the world, but in a second, Lisa was on her knees on the bed, pulling off her dress. Her hands loosened the flimsy rope at the back, and Nikolai ate her hungrily as she shimmied it down her hips, standing to get it off her.
“You. Little. Slut.” The Russian Bear grunted in approval as his eyes zeroed on her core, increasing the heat Lisa was feeling. "Did you ditch your underwear because you knew that motherfucker would be around today?"
Pulling her roughly to the edge of the bed, Nikolai slid three fingers into her at once, bringing her head close to his mouth. Lisa screamed in insane passion as her body opened up to accept all three fingers. "Did you anticipate him fucking you with his fingers in the bathroom with the music playing behind your backs?"
Lisa moaned in response, even though she tried to fight it. "No, Nikolai!" Her protests were feeble and weak, sounding like a love-starved woman. "I did it for you! I thought you would… I thought…"
Nikolai slid his fingers out abruptly, leaving Lisa sighing with need. He walked to the open drawers and poked around in the back until he found the collection he was looking for. Walking back to the bed, he placed all seven dildos on the bed and asked Lisa to pick one.
"I don't know… I have never used them before."
Of course. The first time he fucked her, she was a virgin. It would have been weird if she was experienced in sex toys.
"It's not rocket science," Nikolai murmured. "I'm sure you must have seen them being used in those dirty porn you used to watch when you thought no one was looking."
Lisa looked at him from beneath her lashes, and something tugged in Nikolai's heart. Swiftly ignoring it, he tried again. "Pick one, or I'll do it for you."
"The red one." Her shy voice held his dick captive, and Nikolai was hoping it wouldn't get released anytime soon.
"Great choice," he purred, returning the rest to the drawer. The silicon dildo had been personally made for Nikolai, as it was the exact shape and size of his cock. He got it six months ago, shortly before Lisa appeared in his life. And it had never been used. "It's the first good decision you have made since the evening started. Oh! That and the dress. I don't want to ask you who got it because I am hoping to God that the matron picked it herself. If not, whoever got it will regret ever meeting you."
"The matron picked it up," Lisa breathed, her eyes still watching Nikolai.
He grabbed a chair and sat by the foot of the bed, with his back reclined on the backrest.
"Start."
"What?" The look on her face was pure disbelief. She expected something else.
"This is me, Lisa. All of me. And I want to watch you play with yourself enough to get me fucking hard and coming. Use the dildo in your hand to bring pleasure to yourself, krastoka . Do it for me."
Lisa looked from the dildo to Nikolai. He already had his pants down, his hardening cock in view, the sight teasing her senses.
"You look like you need some help." The Russian Bear got her startled, grabbing the dildo and turning it on. The soft whir got Lisa jumping for a second, but that was quickly overtaken by the sudden thrust inside of her as Nikolai inserted the dildo inside her pussy. Lisa's eyes widened as it sent waves throughout her body, pushing her slowly to her limit. Her fingers scratched Nikolai's back through the shirt, and moisture sprung in the corner of her eyes. She bit her lips and threw her head back, lost in the moment.
"You can't have all the fun alone," Nikolai drawled, then placed her right hand on the dildo before returning to the chair at the foot of the bed, his hand hovering over his dick.
"That's right, krastoka ," he murmured with a husky tone that had Lisa moaning out a little too loud if the room was not soundproofed. "Bury it deeper into you."
His hands moved up and down his hard erection, not taking his eyes off Lisa for a minute. Her legs were spread wide open on the bed, with her head thrown back, giving him the most beautiful sight ever.
" Krastoka ," he coaxed gently. "Put your other hand on your breasts. Your nipples look like they're missing out on the fun, and I’d hate for those perky buds to feel neglected. And look at me. Let me see those pretty eyes that were staring at Volkov at my party."
"Nikolai…" Lisa didn't think she was going to enjoy touching herself, but watching the raw desire in Nikolai's eyes did something to her. She grazed her nipples with one finger, just as she had felt Nikolai do time and time again. Her skin turned red, but she couldn't really focus on any other thing but Nikolai and his outstretched dick.
Lisa's head rolled back again, and Nikolai snapped his fingers. "You are going to watch me drink you up like a bottle of cold water, so you understand that it is only I that can get you this way and no one else. The next time you think about flirting with a fucker so unabashedly in my house, think about this moment and how I own every inch of you."
Lisa cried out in ecstasy, though she couldn't fathom if it was from his words or the dildo inside of her. Her nipples ached and pulsed, and her fingers kept on tugging, seeking the total satisfaction she knew she would never have if Nikolai hadn't put his hands on her. But he remained on the chair, purposely staying away from her.
It was meant to get her frustrated and help her acknowledge who was in control.
Nikolai's face verged on a heightened level of ecstasy as he increased his pace with his hands. Two more strokes with the dildo did the trick for Nikolai as he came with a feral groan at the same time Lisa did. Her silky moans wrapped their arms around Nikolai as he gathered his cum on a towel he grabbed from the drawer. It was a waste not having all of that inside her, but it was going to have to do for now.
Nikolai, however, couldn't guarantee the next time.
If there was any.
Lisa dropped onto the bed in an exhausted heap, and the next thing Nikolai did shocked them both. He got up from the chair, pushed it into a corner, and sauntered to the bed, pulling Lisa up into his arms.
"What's that for?" Lisa asked weakly, nodding at the vertical cuffs as he walked past to take her to the adjoining bathroom.
"Trust me," he replied, dropping her gently in the tub. "You don't want to know. So, quit asking questions."
Lisa relaxed in the tub as Nikolai grabbed a sponge and a lavender scent body wash, cleaning her thoroughly. She could understand none of it, even though she couldn't stop the excitement from overtaking her. But deep down, she feared that this was all a one-time thing. Nikolai had never bothered to clean her up after sex, just as he had never allowed her to sleep in his arms. Lisa knew what all of that meant. Nikolai found it hard being all soft and sweet to people, and it was none of his fault because he didn't particularly grow up in the rosiest atmosphere.
But neither did she.
People's experiences just made their lives distinct from others.