Chapter 11 #2
Shuddering, I closed my eyes, relishing in the urgent yet sated bliss soaring through my body.
The man had no idea the kind of swinging emotions I was experiencing or the heightened level of nirvana.
I was pushed into a sublime moment, shifting my hips back and forth as I clawed the wall. “Fuck me.”
My words were barely audible, yet he must have heard them.
Nikolai exhaled as he pulled almost all the way out, slamming into me again then grinding against me. When he repeated the action, his sounds growing more barbaric, I purred continuously. I could tell I’d further ignited his roaring fire, tossing gasoline by tempting him.
He pounded into me savagely, the force pushing me hard against the wall.
I was breathless, my muscles constricting.
Everything about the moment was spectacular, pushing me closer and closer to an orgasm.
I was letting go, surrendering all over again.
Maybe the danger we were facing or the fact he was a brutal man was a powerful aphrodisiac.
Whatever the case, we fell into a perfect orchestration, our bodies molding together.
“I could fuck you all day long,” he muttered as he dug his fingers into my hips. “I want you to come for me, little pet. Come hard and long.”
“I… Don’t worry,” I said, laughing.
He became even more barbaric, driving in long and hard strokes. I could feel his tension, his desire to erupt deep inside, but he wanted my obedience. No, he demanded that I obey his every command.
The hard pounding of my heart continued and within seconds, my toes curled, my legs tingling. A climax rushed to the surface, an explosion of sensations pushing me straight into ecstasy.
“Oh, God. Yes. Yes!” The orgasm was even more incredible than the ones I’d experienced the night before, shoving me into pure ecstasy. As water dripped over us, steam clouding my vision, I knew I’d never been happier in my life. This wasn’t just about our passion.
This was about… falling in love.
The thought shocking, I opened my eyes, struggling with the thought as it remained in the forefront of my mind. No. No. I couldn’t think this way. This was nothing more than a carnal moment, a delicious sharing of two hungering bodies.
As the beautiful climax morphed into one giant wave, I no longer recognized my voice as the scattered sounds floated toward the ceiling.
The feel of his body, the excessive heat and incredible electricity only increased, the raw pleasure more than I could have ever imagined.
Nothing could feel any better than this. Nothing.
His growls became roars, his thrusts even more powerful. “Come again. Come. Now.”
The command was not to be denied. I threw my head back, allowing the water to drip across my face, the beautiful ecstasy almost more than my body could take. Shaking violently, I clawed the shower wall in some crazy effort to maintain a hold.
When he pulled all the way out, my eyes flew open. “No. Don’t stop. Please.”
Chuckling, he fisted my hair, yanking my head as he lowered his. “I have no plans on stopping, my beautiful, bratty little pet.” He crushed his mouth over mine, holding the kiss before slowly opening my lips. As he slid his tongue inside, he took his time swishing his across mine.
I felt cherished, cared for.
And protected.
The kiss was intimate and sweet, yet another reminder that I belonged to him. I was no longer certain if I was even standing, my legs completely numb.
When he broke the kiss, nipping my lower lip, I exhaled in an exaggerated manner. “Please.”
“Demanding. Aren’t you?” he teased then brushed the tip of his cock up and down the crack of my ass. I knew exactly what he was going to do.
Take me in my forbidden hole, only now, it belonged to him. The thought gave me a smile as he pushed his cockhead between my ass cheeks, finding my puckered hole.
I didn’t tense as before, my excitement rising. I wanted to give all of myself to him.
Nikolai slipped inside an inch at a time, hitting the tight ring of muscle. He jerked me away from the wall, gripping both my hips.
I struggled to look over my shoulder. I wanted to watch him as he fucked me.
He issued a single growl as he drove the last few inches inside.
“Uh. Uh. Uh.” The sounds erupting from my mouth were unrecognizable. The entire room seemed to be spinning, every cell and muscle seared from his magnetic touch. Pain flashed through my system but within seconds, my muscles relaxed, allowing the thick invasion.
“That’s it, baby. Relax. Take all of me.” He pulled out, slamming into me again, his hold on me tightening.
I could tell he was struggling to hold on, his body shaking from the rush of adrenaline.
We moved together as I met every hard thrust with one of my own, pushing my hands against the wall as he rolled onto the balls of his feet.
Everything was a blur, steam and lust making it impossible to focus, my mind just as foggy. How could I want this?
Because he was exactly everything I’d craved in my life.
Big.
Sexy.
Dangerous.
Amazing.
Time seemed to stand still as Nikolai fucked me, his actions becoming more brutal. I could tell he was close to coming, his needs far too great. I closed my eyes, a smile crossing my face as I squeezed my muscles.
His booming roar was my sweet reward and within seconds, he erupted deep inside.
“Mine. All mine. Forever mine.”
Words.
The words he whispered were just as powerful as his actions, only I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep his promise.
Soon enough, I would never see him again.
* * *
Dreams.
I usually had nightmares, although the majority had been about school, at least for the last year or so.
As I opened my eyes, I realized I’d had the most incredible dream and it’d had nothing to do with danger or my horrible family or worry about a bad grade.
My dream was all about a beautiful pasture on a warm day, wildflowers all around.
There’d been a blanket on the ground, a picnic basket placed off to the side.
And one gorgeous blond hunk waiting for me to arrive.
Yawning, I turned over in bed, shocked to see that Nikolai remained beside me.
Even in the cresting moon, I could tell his eyes were open.
He’d watched me as I slept, refusing to get any sleep.
The man was determined to protect me. We’d actually enjoyed the day, making food and talking about anything and nothing.
However, he’d shared very little about his past, although I’d heard several stories about his work at the University. I’d enjoyed every minute of our time spent together. Then he’d taken me to bed, making love to me all over again under the sheets, finally allowing me to turn off the light.
I shifted closer, taking several shallow breaths.
He didn’t react at first then reached over, running his fingers through my hair. “So beautiful.”
His whisper seemed more forlorn than before, the sadness I’d seen in him once against encroaching.
I could feel his pain. I reached out, pressing my palm against his chest. His heart was beating so fast. I couldn’t imagine what he was thinking.
I wanted to wrap my arms around him, to try to find some way of comforting him, but I knew that’s not what he’d want.
For a few seconds, there were no sounds other than our combined ragged breathing. He trailed his finger down the side of my neck to my arm, taking his time then shifting his hand under the covers.
I shivered, a single whimper escaping my mouth as he swirled the tip of his finger around my bellybutton before allowing it to travel up to the cleft between my breasts.
“Perfect,” he added.
“I’m not perfect. I’m just a girl.”
“My girl.”
His words continued to be thrilling, the subtle yet powerful way he issued them sending tingles all the way down my spine to my toes.
He took his time sliding his finger from one side of my jaw to the other then up to my forehead. As if he was mesmerizing my features, longing to remember what I felt like after he’d gone. I resisted allowing my own sadness to interfere with the special moment.
Unable to resist, I explored his body as well, brushing my fingertips along his collarbone then down his chest. He was so powerful in every way, his body carved to perfection. Yet there was a softness to him that was so unexpected.
His breathing was even heavier as I crawled my fingers down his chest to his hip, swirling circles and zigzags for a few seconds. They were precious points in time. They could never be taken away from me.
“Your poem was amazing.”
I was surprised to hear his appreciation. “I didn’t intend for you to see that.”
“It was touching.”
“Then I’ll have to admit that it was about you.”
Sighing, he rolled over on his back, folding his arms behind his head. “I’m not courageous, Chloe. I did what I had to do.”
“That’s not what I see in you.” Shifting closer, I rose onto my elbow, allowing me to peer down at him. “You’re the most courageous man I’ve ever met.” I placed my hand on his chest and he eased one hand over mine, rubbing his thumb back and forth.
“You should know differently but now, but your words are special to me.”
“Don’t go back.”
“To Russia?”
“Yes. Your life is here.”
“I might not have a choice. That’s the way of my life and one I accepted.”
I had no idea if anything I said would matter. I didn’t have a chance to say anything, his phone ringing in the middle of the night.
Instantly, he was on edge, jerking up from the bed and swinging his legs onto the floor before grabbing his phone. “Travis?”
I rose to a sitting position, a single shiver coursing down my spine. I could see his body tensing after a few seconds.
“Are you there?” he asked, several seconds later cursing in Russian. He ended the call, immediately rising to his feet.
“What’s going on?”
“You need to get dressed and ready. We are leaving in five minutes.”
“Please tell me what just happened?”