Chapter 14 #2
I don’t move, giving her a moment to adjust to my size, to the piercing that’s pressed deep inside her. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t look away.
“Mine,” I growl, the word coming from somewhere deep and primitive. “Say it.”
“Nikolai.” My name falls from her lips in a breathy gasp like she’s been shattered into pieces, her voice wrecked. Her eyes are glassy with tears, her chest heaving as she struggles to accommodate my size buried deep inside her.
“Please.” She shifts her hips, and we both groan at the sensation. “Move. Fuck me.”
The desperation in her voice nearly undoes me. My cock throbs inside her tight heat, the piercing pressed against places deep within. But I need more than her surrender—I need her to understand that she is irrevocably mine.
My hand slides up to her throat, fingers wrapping around that delicate column. Not squeezing hard, just enough pressure to show her who is in control.
“Tell me you’re mine.”
Her eyes widen at the command, and I watch the conflict play across her face. Her mouth opens, closes. Her pussy clenches around my cock, betraying how much her body craves this even as her mind fights it.
“I—” She swallows hard, and I feel the movement beneath my hand. “Nikolai, please—”
“Say it.” I tighten my grip, watching her pupils dilate. “Tell me who you belong to, Jenna.”
She looks so beautifully ruined beneath me—hair spread across my black sheets, lips swollen from our kisses, throat working beneath my grip. Her hips roll desperately, trying to get me to move, to give her the friction she needs.
“I can’t—” The words are choked, but not from my hand on her throat. From deeper down, the last wall she’s desperately trying to maintain.
“You can.” I pull back just an inch and slam forward again, making her cry out. “You will.”
Her hands clutch at my wrist, not pulling me away but holding on like I’m anchoring her in a storm. Her eyes search mine, looking for something and finding only my absolute need to hear her say the words.
“Please,” she whispers again, and this time it sounds like she’s begging for more than just my cock. “I need—Nikolai, I need you to fuck me. Please.”
The conflict in her expression intensifies, desperation winning out over whatever resistance keeps her from saying what we both already know is true.
I lean down, my mouth brushing her ear. “I’ll only fuck this sweet little cunt when you finally admit it.” My cock throbs in protest, but I hold perfectly still despite every instinct screaming at me to move. “I can hold out all night if I have to.”
Her chest rises and falls rapidly beneath me, each breath pushing her breasts against my chest. I feel her heart racing under my hand, feel the way her pussy clenches desperately around my cock. The piercing must be pressing against her G-spot because every tiny shift makes her whimper.
“You’re—” Her voice cracks. “You’re impossible.”
“I’m patient.” I pull back just enough that only the head remains inside her, the piercing catching on her entrance. “Say it, Jenna.”
She makes a sound of pure frustration, her nails digging deeper into my wrist. Her hips try to follow mine, to take me back inside, but I keep her right on the edge of what she needs.
A sigh escapes her—defeat and surrender and need all rolled into one exhale. Her eyes close for a moment, and when they open again, she finally relents.
“I’m yours.” The words are barely a whisper, but they’re everything I needed.
A groan tears from my throat as I crash my lips to hers, swallowing her gasp as I slam back inside her. The kiss is all teeth and desperation, claiming her mouth.
I don’t hold back.
My hips snap forward with a punishing force, driving into her. The headboard slams against the wall with each thrust, a rhythmic pounding that goes in time with my thrusts. Deep, rough, exactly how I know she needs it even if she doesn’t know it herself yet.
“Fuck!” She tears her mouth from mine, her head thrown back. “Oh god, Nikolai—”
I bite down on her exposed throat, marking her as mine while my cock claims her from the inside. Each thrust drives deeper than the last, the piercing dragging against her inner walls in ways that have her sobbing with pleasure.
Her legs wrap around my waist, heels digging into my ass as she urges me deeper. I release her throat to grab her hip, angling her so I can hit that perfect spot deep within.
“That’s it, take my cock like the perfect little slut you are.” The words pour from my mouth, dark and filthy as I drive into her. “Been waiting too long to fuck this tight pussy. All this time watching you, knowing I’d have you just like this.”
Her moan fills the room, high and desperate. “Nikolai, please—”
“Please what?” I grab her jaw, forcing her to meet my eyes. “Tell me what you need, baby. Use your words.”
“Harder!” The word tears from her throat. “Fuck me harder, please, I need—”
I pull almost completely out before slamming back in, the force pushing her up the bed. “Like that? Is that how my girl needs to be fucked?”
“Yes!” Her back arches. “God, yes, just like that!”
“Such a greedy little cunt.” I shift the angle, making sure the piercing drags over her G-spot. “Squeezing my cock so tight. You were made for this, weren’t you? Made to be mine, to take my cock whenever I want to give it to you.”