20. Chapter Twenty #2
“What man?” I ask, my heart skipping a beat.
Father shoots me a glare but answers. “Maxim Morozov. You know him. He played a role in kidnapping you the first time.”
I remember the extremely handsome man who forced me and Maria into the back of the van. He brought us to the cabin and then left. I almost forgot about him until just now.
All the air leaves my body. “Nikolai is trying to make a deal with him?”
“Yes. You know your husband. He’s a practical man. He believes in making alliances instead of starting wars but I won’t stand for this. I won’t let him walk all over me again. I won’t let him force my hand like he did. I won’t.” He storms past us and into his office, muttering the entire time.
Mother sighs. “Wonderful. Now I have that to deal with. Go on home, Lana.”
I don’t argue because I have too many questions for Nikolai.
I find my husband in his office when I return home, reading something on his laptop. “You want to marry Elena off to the man who helped kidnap me?”
He calmly shuts his laptop. “When you put it like that, it sounds bad. And I would need Gregory’s permission. I can’t do it without him. But it’s the best way to make alliances in the mafia. And you always knew that your sisters would be married off one day.”
“Yes but not to the man who helped kidnap me.”
“Maxim…” He sighs. “He seems like a nice enough guy but I can sense the danger in him. And I don’t want to risk your safety again, Lana. So I suggested a marriage alliance to help ensure peace. He worked with Lev once to pay off a favor. He’s also an unknown commodity.”
“And you want him under your thumb,” I state.
“Yes.”
“And you want to use my sister to do that.”
He doesn’t look away from my eyes. “Yes. I know you wouldn’t be happy with this. I wasn’t going to say anything until it was finalized. How did you even find out?”
“My father.”
“Of course.” He sighs and gets up, walking over to me and placing his hands on my shoulders.
“Nothing is set in stone, Lana. And I know you’re not going to be happy about your sister being used this way.
But your father will find someone to marry her to eventually.
And we both know your father does not like Elena.
I don’t think Maxim hurts women. I did research into him.
He has no record of beating women. Would you prefer I find someone for Elena to marry or your father? ”
I huff. “I hate that you make a good point. I just wish Elena didn’t have to be used at all.”
“I know. I feel bad for the girl. I do. But I don’t want Maxim as my enemy, Lana. I can just sense it in my gut. And my gut is never wrong. So I am asking you to trust me on this. I am asking you to trust me to handle this like I always do.”
“I do trust you, Nikolai. I love you. You’ve taken care of me these past months as my leg healed. You’ve protected me. Fought for me. There’s no one else I want to be with in this world. I’m just scared for my sister.”
He cups my face. “I know you are. And I promise: I never would have suggested the deal if I thought Maxim would hurt your sister. He’s a playboy but he’s not abusive to women.
Not ideal but could be worse. I just need to get your father on board before he does something that could ruin everything I’ve worked for. ”
“Just promise me that everything will be all right.”
“I promise,” he says, even though I detect a hint of hesitation. Nikolai, for all his good qualities, is still only human. He can’t predict the future. “Now, why don’t you rest? We have plans tonight, remember?”
I suck in a breath. Now that my leg is fully healed, Nikolai and I were finally going to make love again after so many months. And we’re finally going to do it in our bed for the first time. The final act of his claim to me.
“I hate that I still love you,” I mutter.
He smiles as he plants a kiss on my lips. “I’ll see you tonight. Just trust me.”
I do, even if I shouldn’t. Trusting a mafia man is never a good idea. But I love Nikolai and there’s no changing that now. I wouldn’t want to change it even if I could.
My body is warm and ready as I sit on the bed in my satin nightgown. It ends above my knees. The tiny straps expose my arms. I can see my nipple indent through the fabric. This dress doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
It’s exactly what I want.
The spot between my legs tingles when I hear Nikolai’s footsteps getting closer to our bedroom. I am ready for this. I need this.
He enters the bedroom and stands before me in his suit and tie.
Neither one of us says a word as he takes off his shoes and undoes his tie, tossing it to the ground.
I swallow hard as I watch him slip off his jacket and then undo the buttons on his shirt.
It’s all so slow. Taking his time. Savoring the moment.
Then he kneels before me and spreads my legs wide. “How much have you needed this?”
“I’ve missed it so much.”
“Are you wet for me, sweetheart? Let’s see.” He swipes his finger right up my slit. I purposefully didn’t wear panties tonight. I knew they would just be coming off in no time.
I gasp from the sensation of it all. He brings his finger to his lips and licks it. “You taste as good as I remember. I know I’ve made you wait, baby. It’s because I wanted you completely healed so we could both enjoy this moment.”
“I know. It was still hard though.”
“And you waited, so patiently.”
“Because you told me to.”
His smile is dark. “And you like doing what I tell you to do.”
“Yes,” I whisper. It’s so quiet in the room. I don’t want anything to disrupt this moment.
“I’m going to claim your body in our bed for the first time. I’m glad I didn’t do it on our wedding night. This means so much more now. Wouldn’t you agree?”
I bite my lip and his eyes flick right to it. “Yes. Please, Nikolai. Just take me already.”
“Am I driving you crazy?”
“Please.”
“Well, since you’re asking so nicely…” He grabs my hips and pulls me right to the edge of the bed. I gasp when he places my legs on his shoulders and plants his face right over my pussy. His tongue finds my nub and begins pleasuring it.
I can’t stop myself from moaning as I lean back on my hands, bracing myself. I need to be prepared tonight. I know Nikolai is going to claim my body hard, exactly the way I need it.
He lets out a low growl as he licks he harder. My hips buck into his face without any shame. Nothing can make me feel bad tonight. It’s just the two of us. No more obstacles in our way.
The way Nikolai grips my thighs turns me on more. I know my wetness is coating his face. I moan louder into our quiet bedroom.
His lips run over my nub again and again before he slips his tongue inside of me. My eyes flutter closed and I let myself get lost in the pleasure. It’s something only Nikolai can do for me.
“Please,” I gasp out. “Please.”
He has the audacity to chuckle as he pulls his tongue out and plants a kiss on each of my inner thighs. “How badly do you need to come, baby?”
“Please! Nikolai. Please.” I sound so desperate. I don’t care.
With a low sound in this throat, he stands up and flips me onto my stomach, pushing my nightgown up and spanking me hard on my backside. My scream is a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“You’ll come when I tell you to come,” he orders, spanking me again.
After spanking me once more, he lifts my hips up and reaches his hand between my legs, rubbing my pussy roughly. I grind my hips down, needing more. Always more. God, I think I’m going to die without this.
“Now, I know you want your release,” he says as his fingers play with my pussy. How can he sound so calm while I feel like I’m losing my mind? “And I will give it to you but when I say. You can beg all you want but you’ll only come when I tell you to. Understood?”
“Yes,” I practically sob.
He pulls his hand away and then I can hear the sound of his belt coming undone and then the sound of his zipper before I feel his cock against my inner thigh.
“I am going to take you hard tonight, baby. I know you can handle it and I know you need it.” Before I can say anything, he thrusts into me.
I moan, arching my back to get closer. Nikolai holds onto my hips tightly and truly fucks me. Claiming my body the way it needs to be claimed.
“Nikolai,” I moan. “Oh. Oh!”
The sound of our bodies slapping together fills the room. It’s so vulgar, it makes my face flush, but it also turns me on more. Knowing how hard he’s taking me. Knowing how much I needed this.
He grinds his hips against mine. I can feel his balls brushing my backside with every thrust of his cock. It moves deeper and deeper inside of me. I can’t remember ever feeling this full. It’s been months since he last claimed my body. The night of my final performance.
This act tonight is our second chapter. Our new beginning.
“Please,” I gasp. “Please.”
He spanks me hard as he thrusts in and out of me. The pain is perfection. I never want it to end.
“You take my cock so well, don’t you, baby? Your pussy was desperate for it.” He drives deeper into me. I choke on my gasp. “I know you need to come. So come.”
Right as he spanks me again, I find my release. Nikolai pulls out of me while I’m still catching my breath and rolls me onto my back. His cock is hard and veiny.
He slips my nightgown over my head and pushes me gently onto my back. I open my legs with desperation.
Nikolai makes quick work of his clothes so he’s naked with me. He grips his hard cock. “How much do you need this back inside your body?”
My legs part even more. “Please.”
“You sound so pretty when you beg me for it.” He grabs my legs and wraps them around his waist and lowers himself on top of me. Our lips collide in a passionate kiss as he thrusts his cock into my pussy. My inner walls clamp down hard, drawing him in deeper. He groans against my lips.
I grip his back, not wanting to let him go. Nikolai is my husband. The man I love. The man I need.
Each of his thrusts is hard and deliberate and I still tighten my legs around his waist. I need more.