14. Chapter Fourteen #3
“Keep going. Don’t stop until I’m fully inside of you.” He grabs my hips harder and helps me lower myself down. I trust in Nikolai and bring my body all the way down onto his cock.
The pain of it makes me wince but the sensation of pleasure is already coursing through my body.
Nikolai holds me flush against his chest. “That’s it, baby. You’re fully mine now.” Without mercy, he rocks my hips against his. I cry out from the pain but I need it. I’ve never needed this pain before. This complete, full sensation.
“Nikolai,” I gasp into the dark air, clutching his back. He presses our foreheads together so there’s no looking away from him.
“Let your body move, sweetheart. Let go.”
His permission is exactly what I need.
I buck my hips against his. Every movement makes his cock sink deeper into me. His cock. Such a naughty word. One that my parents would never have let me say but one that Nikolai encourages. He sees me for the woman I was meant to be and I’m grateful to him for that.
He doesn’t show my body any mercy as he plunges my pussy down harder onto his cock. I gasp but it gets caught in my throat. It feels like heaven and hell all at the same time.
“You needed to be fucked,” he growls. The slap of our bodies is loud in the empty theater. My hands clutch his back, his arms, his chest. Anything and everything to keep myself steady. “Tell me, baby. Do you like being fucked on this stage?”
“Oh!” I moan loudly, letting my head drop back. Let go. Let the pleasure wash over you. That’s all I can think about it.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he says, before wrapping his lips around my nipple. His hand squeezes my breast until it hurts but I need the pain. God, I need it.
“Nikolai,” I cry. “Oh!”
“Yes. That’s it, baby. Let go for me. Don’t hold back.”
In one fast motion, he lowers me onto the stage and brings my ankles to his shoulders, kneeling. In this position, he can sink even deeper.
“Oh,” I gasp. My head feels like it’s going to explode from the pleasure and pain of it all. My face is on fire from my blush. My body is caught between heaven and hell and I don’t know what to do about it. All I can do is let go, as Nikolai said.
All I can hear is the slap of our bodies together. It turns me on more, knowing he’s claiming me fully. This is all better than I could have ever imagined. Both frightening and exciting at the same time.
“I need you close,” I gasp out. “Please.”
Nikolai lets out a growl and brings my legs around his waist, placing our chests together. Our lips collide in a hot, passionate kiss. Every thrust of his hips rocks his body against mine. My nipples brush his chest. Never have they felt this sensitive.
He lifts my arms above my head and interlocks our fingers as he continues to claim me. Fully claim me. Fuck me. I gasp at the thought. I am being fucked on the stage I have danced on since I was a little girl. That thought makes me tingle even more.
Nikolai is rough with my body but it’s because he knows I can handle it.
“You like being fucked, my dirty girl?” he says into my ear.
“Yes,” I moan.
“I knew you would. Your body was made for it. Your body was made for mine.”
His cock sinks deeper into me. Harder. My thighs are tired but I keep them around his waist. I don’t want there to be any space between us tonight. I want nothing more than to fully lose myself in the arms of my husband.
His lips crush into mine again. It’s violent. This lovemaking. But that’s exactly what I need.
I was brought up in violence, in the world of backstabbing ballerinas. It’s only fitting I’m claimed in violence too.
“Oh,” I gasp. “Oh!”
His hands are rough on my body as he grabs my hips and fucks me harder. The dark expression on his face makes me feel safe. His intense eyes. Only on me. Only for me.
Nikolai growls as he sits up and pulls me onto his lap again. This time, I let myself sink lower onto him, clutching his neck.
“Please,” I moan. “I need more.”
He wraps his hand around my throat, pressing gently down. Not enough to kill me but enough to excite me. Nikolai continues to press kisses anywhere he can find. My neck. My breasts. My lips. Everywhere.
I’m being consumed by him and I never want it to stop.
“I’m going to fuck you every day,” he promises, letting my throat go and pulling me harder against him. My gasp is so loud, it sounds more like a scream. “What do you think of that, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan. I can’t stop myself. “Yes!”
“You need it. You need me to fuck you. Your body is mine, sweetheart. Your mind is mine. Your soul is mine.”
I thrust my body down harder onto his cock. I need to be filled. I need to be in pain. I need to be punished and I need to be reborn.
“Please. I need more,” I whine.
He spanks my backside, sending a shockwave through me. The sound echoes through the large room. Nikolai continues to gently spank me as I ride him. It spurs me on more.
My knees ache as they press into the hard stage but I don’t care. Nothing matters until I find my release. Until I’m fully Nikolai’s.
“More,” I moan.
With a low growl, he picks me off him and flips me onto my stomach before he grabs my hips and thrusts back into me, taking me from behind. Taking me like I’m an animal. I want to be degraded by him.
He spanks me harder in this position. His cock hurts more but I love it.
God, I need it. My moans and gasps become louder and I don’t care.
I have held myself back as an ice princess for so long and now I’m ready to let it all go.
Every thrust of his hips brings his erection deeper into me.
His balls slap against my backside. It’s all so dirty and wrong and yet, nothing has ever felt more right.
Each time he thrusts into me, he also spanks me. The pain is unbearable. I think I might die. I need to die so I can be reborn. It’s the only way.
The pleasure running through me is muddling my mind. Making it hard to think. All I can focus on is Nikolai. Nikolai. Nikolai.
He grabs my hair and pulls my head back. “My dirty girl. Let go for me.”
I moan from the pain. “Yes! Nikolai!”
He slips out of me once more and rolls me onto my back before thrusting so hard into me, I see stars. Each thrust is deliberate. Each one hurts and each one feels like utter pleasure at the same time.
“Let.” Thrust. “Go.” Thrust. “For.” Thrust. “Me.”
His command is exactly what I need. My scream erupts through the air as my orgasm consumes me. Nikolai doesn’t stop fucking me as I find my release. It only makes him increase his pace.
His lips capture mine as he finally comes next. His seed fills me up. I am truly and fully his. Brand new.
We both breathe heavy. We both shake from our orgasms. We’re spent and tired. It finally happened. His complete claim of me.
Nikolai pulls his length out of me and smirks. “You bled for me.” His cock is covered in my blood. It makes my body tingle more.
Svetlana told me this would happen. It was a threat from her. But in this moment, I don’t feel scared that I bled for Nikolai. He took me hard and fast and I loved every minute of it.
Blood can’t scare me now. Not after everything I have seen and done. I welcome the blood.
And I say the first thing that comes to my mind.
“Take me again.”