Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
Nikolai
Iam pissed.
Some asshole thought he could put his hands on Irina. My wife. I know Maksim will take care of that fucker for me because right now, all I need is Irina. I need to make her mine somehow. Remind her who she belongs to.
“Nikolai?” she asks on the drive home. Fear is in her voice and it fucking stings that she’s afraid of me still when the last thing I want to do is hurt her.
I don’t say a word until we get home. The moment we’re in the foyer, I pull her into my arms.
“You are mine,” I say right before I capture her lips with a kiss. She goes still for a moment before sinking into me. A soft moan escapes her mouth and it’s fucking everything to me. Knowing I can give her pleasure… there’s nothing better in this world.
She gasps when I lift her up and carry her to our room and lay her gently on the bed. “Nikolai?” she asks once more but this time, there’s uncertainty in her voice, like she still doesn’t trust me.
Not bothering to take her heels off, I push her dress up around her waist. “I need this,” I practically growl. “I need you. To taste you.”
A blush covers her face and neck. It’s cute. It only makes me want her more. How innocent she is. How I can make her mine.
“I saw that man put his hands on you and I couldn’t stand for that.
You’re mine.” I grab the waistband of her panties and rip them off her legs.
She lets out another gasp that only makes my cock stir.
I have never felt this unhinged before but the moment I saw that fucker put his hands on my wife, I knew I had to do something.
I’m tired of waiting. I’ve been patient with Irina but it’s time.
She doesn’t say a word as I part her legs. Her pussy is a beautiful sight to behold. Hair covers her pubic mound but the rest of her pussy is bare for me. Perfect to taste her.
I don’t waste another second.
I prop her legs over my shoulders and place my face right between her legs.
The moment my tongue sweeps over her pussy, the sweetest moan escapes Irina’s lips.
There’s a combination of fear mixed with desire in her tone.
She wants this but she’s still afraid. I’m just going to have to show her that she doesn’t need to be.
My lips find her clit and I lick her over. Her hips buck up, like she can’t control herself. Pressing my arm around her hips, I hold her in place. I need her to stay still so I can show her the full depths of pleasure she’s been denied.
Irina moans again as she more gently rocks her hips against my face. I hold her thighs tighter as I continue to lick her. I pay special attention to her nub. Rolling it between my lips. Flicking it with my tongue.
Her wetness seeps out of her. She wants this as badly as I do.
I raise my eyes to meet hers and another blush crosses her face.
I can’t help but smile. Knowing I have this power over her makes me feel fucking crazy.
Unhinged. If she wasn’t a virgin, I’d fuck her right now, but I need to wait.
I need to make that moment special. For right now, I just want to taste her.
“Play with your breasts,” I order before licking over her folds. She cries out and slumps against the mattress but to her credit, her hands find her breasts. “Squeeze them. Touch your nipples.”
She shivers but does what I command. I know she doesn’t have a bra on.
The dress I gave her doesn’t go with one.
It’s why I gave her the dress in the first place.
I wanted her bare underneath. I was tempted to have her go without underwear for tonight but I resisted.
After what she went through with Alexei, I didn’t want to push her too much.
But now, I’m done with that. Irina is my wife. I am going to push her… straight to me. Straight to the depths of hell and I don’t even care. As long as she’s mine.
“Pull your dress down,” I command. “I want to see your breasts.”
She pulls her dress down, exposing her beautiful breasts to me. Her nipples are taut. Perfect. I press my face harder between her legs, making her moan even louder. Fuck. It’s a beautiful sound.
My tongue finds her entrance and I slip it inside. Irina’s eyes flutter closed as she plays with her breasts. I know she can feel everything I’m doing to her. Every bit of pleasure. Good. I want her to feel it all. I want her to know that she’s mine.
I sink my tongue into her and run it back and forth, fucking her with my mouth. Soon it will be my cock. Just that thought makes me harder than anything ever has.
Her little whimpers light me on fire. We both need this.
“Nik,” she gasps out. It’s the first time she’s ever called me that.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur. “Say my name. Scream it.” I run my tongue over her clit, getting her ready for her orgasm. I need her to come for me. I need it more than anything.
She drives her hips against my face and I’m glad for it. Glad that she’s giving herself into this moment.
I need to get her ready for me so I insert my finger into her entrance. Her inner walls clench down hard.
“Nik,” she cries out, sounding afraid.
“Just feel this, baby.” I move my finger in and out of her as my tongue plays with her nub. “You need to be ready for my cock.”
My words must turn her on because a flood of wetness seeps out of her, coating my hand and lips.
I remove my finger from her and focus my tongue only on her clit, flicking it over and over and over again.
Her hips rise up to meet my face. Insistent. Wild. Crazy for me. Good. That’s exactly how I want her.
“Come for me,” I order.
And right on cue, Irina lets out a cry of pleasure as her body shivers from her orgasm. It ripples right through her. She trembles as I continue to eat her out.
It’s only once her body stills that I pull back. I wipe her arousal from my lips, which only makes her blush and serves to make me smirk.
“How was that?” I ask.
She’s a vision. Her dress around her waist, exposing her pussy and breasts to me. Her high heels still in place, making her look both sexy and innocent.
“Amazing,” she whispers.
“Good.” I lean down and kiss her with a gentle passion. I know her face is still healing from when Alexei hit her. I’m never going to let her get beaten again. “Your pussy is the sweetest I’ve ever tasted.”
She pulls back with a frown. “Like Simone’s?”
“Why are you asking about Simone?”
“You left me there. Alone. To go talk with her.” There’s an obvious pain in her voice.
“You wanted me to stay with you, baby?”
“Yes,” she admits. “I didn’t like…” She averts her gaze, which is cute considering I just had my mouth on her pussy.
“Didn’t like what?”
“Never mind.”
I gently grip her chin. “Tell me.”
With a sigh, she looks me in the eye. “I didn’t like you talking to your ex-girlfriend. I didn’t like that you left me alone after everything that happened.”
“Are you jealous, baby?”
Her eyes widen, like she didn’t realize she was.
“It’s ok,” I say. “But you don’t have to be jealous.
Simone and I have been over for a long time.
She just struggles to let go. That’s what I told her.
I don’t like to have those conversations in public, which is why I walked away to talk with her.
But I shouldn’t have left you alone. If I hadn’t, that fucker never would have put his hands on you. So, for that… I’m sorry.”
“I never thought you would be the type of man who could apologize.”
“I’m full of surprises. And so are you. I never thought you would be jealous of my ex.”
She pulls away from me and fixes her dress so I can’t see her naked body anymore. A shame. “How many girlfriends have you had?”
My cock is still hard for her but it’s calming down now.
It’s obvious that I’m going to have a case of blue balls tonight.
With a sigh, I push my arousal from my mind and focus on Irina.
She needs me right now and I’m glad she does.
It means she’s starting to trust me. Warming up to me. Becoming mine completely.
“Does that matter?” I ask. “They’re all in the past. I married you.”
“It does matter. Because you never married those women when you could have. Yet, you married me, a stranger. A woman you had never met before. Why?”
“Because the women of my past were just distractions. They were for fun, nothing serious. But the moment I saw you, I knew you had to be mine.”
“But you didn’t even know me.”
“I didn’t have to know you to know that you belonged with me.”
She shakes her head with a frown. “It just doesn’t make sense. Why me?”
“Because you’re innocent,” I admit, cupping her face. “Because I wanted to mold you into my perfect wife. The women of my past were just for fun. They weren’t the perfect woman for me. You are.”
“You never answered my question. How many girlfriends have you had?”
“I’ve lost count,” I answer honestly. “But I have experience and I can use that on you. I can show you pleasure because of my past.”
“I just don’t like knowing you’ve touched other women.”
“I am a man, Irina. I’m thirty-one now. It shouldn’t surprise you.”
“I know,” she mutters. Pouting. It’s cute but it also makes me want to spank her. “But you don’t want any man touching me. How am I in the wrong for wanting the same thing?”
I place a gentle kiss on her lips. “I like that you’re jealous. It means you care enough to be. You don’t need to worry about my past. It’s all in the past. Just focus on us. I told you to stop worrying about things.”
“I’m always going to have worries, Nikolai.” Back to saying Nikolai, I notice. I already miss her calling me Nik. “I’m human. I can’t just turn it off. You’re not going to spank me for every worry I have, are you?”
“No. I’m not. And I know you’re human, baby. I just don’t want you worrying about things you don’t have to worry about. My past is my past. Simone is not someone you need to worry about. Focus on us. On what I did to you tonight.”
That makes another blush creep across her face. “I’ll try.”
“Good.” I plant a kiss on her lips before pulling back. “Now, I’m going to take a shower.” Just to deal with my hard cock. I don’t need to push Irina more tonight. She’s been through so much. “Get some sleep. It’s been a long night.”
After I take my shower – where I stroked myself until I came, thinking of Irina – I return to our bedroom to find her changed into a silky nightgown and fast asleep.
I get in beside her, wrapping my arms around her back and pulling her flush against me. For a moment, she tenses until her body fully relaxes. Irina is becoming mine and soon, she’ll belong to me completely.
I kiss her neck, claiming another part of her skin, before I fall asleep beside her.