Page 88 of Bloody Tainted Lies


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Why did you leave without saying goodbye?

Where did you go?

Who were you with?

Why did you lock your doors?

I hate lying to them, I really do, and now I’m more nervous than ever to tell them about this situation. Mainly because I have no reassurance that this marriage isn’t a damn farce. I put my heart on the line, put myself out there, and he let me down.

He never said it back.

We got back to the Airbnb, and he didn’t say anything. Not the whole ride back in the rental car, and not once after we got back did he even speak to me. It was like he didn’t want to hurt my feelings. Well, guess what? They hurt more this way. The radio silence is killing me while making me doubt everything at the same time.

Now we’re back home, and he’s acting like nothing ever happened. Like everything is normal. Well nothing is, in fact, I’m pissed.

I swipe my lashes with my mascara—aggressively—and he stands in the doorway, leaning against it and biting his lip. He looks like a god, and it brings a chill down my spine how badly I want him to bend me over this counter and fuck me.

“I can’t believe you’re real,” he says with a look of awe on his face. He gets closer and grabs my wrists, making the mascara clatter into the sink, and he pulls me toward his chest. “And mine.”

I whimper, “Let go of me, Nik.” Don’t cry. Don’t cry.Don’t you dare cry.“I don’t want you.”

“And I don’t believe you.” He grins. “Just yesterday, you were telling me you love?—”

“Shut the fuck up!” I try to pull away from him, but his grip on my forearms now is too tight. “Don’t say it.”

He pulls me out of the bathroom by my arms and throws me on the bed, my bathrobe opening since it was tied loosely. Straddling me, he holds my arms above my head. I don’t even struggle, I’m not stupid. I know I could never best him, so I’ll just save my energy.

“What is it, princess?” He nudges my nose with his, then takes my bottom lip between his and bites down softly. I moan and he takes the opportunity to thrust his tongue into my mouth and swallow my sounds. “You scared I don’t feel the same?”

I close my eyes as the tears threaten to fall. “I know you don’t.”

“You’re wrong, Camilla,” he growls. “Ya tak sil’no tebya lyublyu.”

“What does that mean?”

“Say it,solnyshko.”

“Ya tak sil’no tebya lyublyu,” I whisper with my heart in my throat, and I’m not even embarrassed at my shitty pronunciation. For some reason this feels important.

Nik gets off me, no longer pinning me down. Rather, he spreads my legs and gets between them. His nose comes down to nuzzle mine, his lips brushing against my own, and he says, “It means I love you so much.”

“Do you mean it?” I ask with a whisper, afraid it’ll hurt more if he rejects me if I ask him louder.

“Every word.”

I smile, cup his face, and pull him toward me. He crashes his lips against mine, closing the distance between us, and I rub my pussy all over his jeans. “Fuck me, Nik.”

He groans low and deep in his throat and unbuttons his jeans, pushes them down his legs, and spreads mine all the way apart. “Such a pretty cunt,” he says, staring at it. “I could look at you all day, princess.”

“I don’t want you to look at me all day,” I reply in a needy voice, “I want you to pound me?—”

Nik grabs my thighs and puts my legs over his shoulders, then thrusts into me. We gasp in unison, and then he moans, threatening to make me come already. Hearing Nik moan for me is the most erotic experience of my entire life, and it’s my goal to make him do it over and over again. I’ll never tire of it.

His fingers wrap around my hair, and he yanks my head back until my neck is at an odd and uncomfortable angle. Then he wraps his free hand around my neck and fucks me.

It’s as if my soul has left my body and my chest becomes impossibly tight with the need to breathe. Pleasure and pressure are heavy between my legs, and his pelvis keeps rubbing against my clit with each violent thrust. It’s enough to make me squirm and drive me crazy all at once.

I try to shake my head, tap out with my hand, and open my mouth in a futile attempt to breathe, but he doesn’t let go. Within seconds, I get a shiver down my spine, and my toes curl from the pleasure, my mouth opening on a scream, all as my body begins to shake from the orgasm.

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