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Sensing my change of demeanor, Nikolai turned me around to face me, features knit with a surprising concern. “What’s wrong?”
Swallowing hard, it took me a moment to meet his eyes.
“It sounds like you want to separate us,” I admitted, glaring at him lightly. “I’ll find a way to kill you if you even try it.”
It seemed like a risky thing to say to the man with a short fuse, but Nikolai only laughed, returning his hands to my waist. The sound was sweet to my ears.
“I admire your fire, Mila,” he murmured, clearly amused. “But I know the importance of a child’s mother. Mine died when I was a young boy, and I know what that pain is like. I’d never take anyone’s mother from them.”
Chuckling still at my threat, I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. Glad the mood lightened once again, I found it easier to open up to him.
“I’ve always rejected everything my father stands for. I try to be unlike him in every way, but his blood still runs in my veins.”
Eyes filling with understanding, Nikolai pulled me closer so that our faces were inches apart. He nodded, already aware of how our families worked. Even if I hated my father, he was still my family to some degree. I could run away from him all I wanted, but our blood was still the same.
The gentle pressure of Nikolai’s lips against mine erased every fear I had, tender at first. Everything eased from my mind, and I could only feel that connection between us. The way our bodies reacted so easily to each other.
As Nikolai inhaled slowly, basking in the prolonged kiss, my body melted as I leaned into him. His one arm snaked around my waist to keep me impossibly close, busy pouring what affection he could into the exchange.
The want grew within me, begging to be released. I gripped the front of his button-up, not caring if I creased the material. Deepening the kiss to show just how ready for him I was, I couldn’t hold it back any longer.
Nikolai was infuriating, but he was undeniably sexy.
All of my inhibitions dissipated the moment Nikolai gripped my waist, squeezing fondly as if we had been lovers for life. Like there was nothing more natural than how we melded into one another.
I didn’t need to be told as he guided me backward, gently pushing me in the direction of the bedroom. His lips never left mine, hungry and impatient as he devoured mine. The way he alternated from kissing me roughly, demanding more, to leaving softer, more pensive affections made my head spin.
Nikolai ran his fingers through my hair, gripping it at the base of my skull. With one hand against my waist and the other pulling my hair gently, he growled into the kiss that grew sloppier by the second.
He moved toward the room deftly, not paying enough attention to our surroundings since we were far too consumed in our desperation to care. As we reached the doorway, my shoulder hit the frame, and I couldn’t stop the giggle that left my lips, and Nikolai chuckled against my mouth.
With a moment’s notice, Nikolai put his hands beneath my thighs and murmured, “Jump.”
Not wasting a second, I did what I was told, and Nikolai caught me immediately, carrying me over to the bed. As I landed among the pillows and lush duvet, I had a brief chance to take in Nikolai’s face.
There was no denying just how beautiful he was. His eyes were shaded with want, his hair ruffled from our ministrations. The carefully groomed stubble on his face awakened something within me, and I couldn’t help myself.
Nikolai caged my body with his, dipping down to secure my lips beneath his once more. He gripped my jaw in one hand and let the other travel up the distance of my thigh, now exposed with the fabric of my dress splayed around me.
Panting against his mouth, my brain filled with a pleasant fog, anticipating his touch. His grip tightened around my upper thigh as an animalistic growl came from his chest.
Even if I was against the marriage I was forced into, I forgot about it all then, too focused on how Nikolai demanded so much from my lips, surely bruising them with his force.
He pivoted my chin to the side to give himself more access, and he pressed sloppy kisses down the stretch of my neck, making my jaw fall open, completely enthralled by the sensation. My hands wandered to his waist, silently pleading for the chance to feel more of him.
Unable to wait, I fumbled with the buttons on his shirt while Nikolai worked at the skin between my neck and shoulder, taking it between his teeth. I wondered what it would look like when he was done—likely stained in wine-colored bruises. The thought only made me want him more.
Once the shirt came undone, I yanked it free from where it was tucked into his dress pants and pushed it away from his shoulders. Nikolai wriggled out of it, not breaking his contact with my neck for even a second.
Seemingly to even things out, Nikolai slipped a hand behind my back and blindly worked at the fastenings of my dress, easily finding the zipper. Once he was satisfied with the wiggle room I had, his fingers latched around the neckline of my gown and shoved it down.
As my chest was exposed, Nikolai moved down with his lips, pressing his impatient marks wherever he pleased.
My fingers ran through his hair, and Nikolai followed the dress on its way down, dragging his tongue across the length of my navel. I whined at the feeling, hardly able to contain it any longer.
Nikolai chuckled breathlessly against my skin before continuing until the dress was stripped from my body and tossed to the side in a heap of fabric. Nearly completely naked beneath him then, he wasted no time hooking his fingers beneath my lace panties.
He pulled them aside, letting his eyes reach mine, and he leaned closer. As teasingly as he could, Nikolai brushed his tongue against my clit, drawing all the oxygen from my chest at once. Satisfied by the arching of my back, Nikolai dove in, suckling from my flower as if he were starved.
