Page 59 of Nikolai's Baby


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Dream

Ican’t believe I allowed myself to get sucked into this. If it wasn’t for Jasha, Nikolai, and Eddy all collectively insisting that we stay in Mexico and finish off the Cartel, I would’ve turned around and left yesterday.

There’s also the bit about the Cartel being responsible for my parents’ deaths, but that was so long ago that it feels weird to bring it up again. I’m not sure what my parents would think of me joining forces with the Bratva to take down their killers, but they’re not exactly here to tell me not to.

Eddy is the closest thing to a parent that I have, and he’s all for it.

So, I’ve decided to stay at the admittedly luxurious rental home for as long as it takes to plan the invasion of the Cartel’s headquarters. Eddy has suggested to wait a full three weeks until the day after Cinco de Mayo, when most of the Cartel will be sluggish and hungover.

At first, Nikolai seemed resistant to the idea, but after calling and discussing it with Gabriel, who still believes he’s getting ten kilograms of P50 in return for his army, everyone has collectively decided to go ahead with the new plan.

But now the question is, can I survive in a house full of men for three whole weeks without losing my mind?

Nikolai seems to be the first to snap, though, because one week into what must be a painfully domestic routine for him, he invites me down to the basement and locks the door, moving an old sofa in front of it for good measure.

“What on earth are you doing?” I ask as he pulls a cord to turn on the single dangling bulb in the room.

“Getting some goddamn privacy,” he grumbles, shifting the couch a little further to the left so that the door handle can’t turn. “There. That should keep the bastard out.”

“Are you talking about Jasha or Eddy?”

“I’ll be nice and say it’s just Jasha,” he answers with a thin smile.

I laugh. “I didn’t think those two would be getting along so well. I thought you’d all gang up on me, but at least I have you on my side.”

“Two against two. An even match,” he says, leaning against the couch. His broad shoulders are relaxed, tilting to one side. He looks at ease, but there’s an underlying tension in the room, hinting at his true intentions.

He didn’t just want to escape from Jasha and Eddy for a little while.

He wanted to get me alone.

The single bulb casts dramatic shadows across his face, highlighting the stubble on his jaw and the intensity of his gaze. His crystalline green eyes catch the light, reflecting it like a gemstone would.

He seems unreal, even though I’ve touched him hundreds of times before. It may never be enough to prove that he exists. I have to have my hands all over his perfect body.

Again, and again.

“Two on two,” I say softly, allowing my eyes to wander over his imposing figure. “Maybe it should be one on one.”

A knowing smirk unfurls across his mouth. “I was thinking the same thing.”

Before I can say anything, he grabs my shirt with both hands and tears it open from the neckline all the way to the hem. It falls to my waist like a sorry excuse for a skirt, and he immediately squeezes my tits, pinching my nipples between his thumb and index finger and pulling me toward him.

“Give me those tits,” he growls, letting go and slapping them hard. “You like that, you little slut?”

I nod, biting my lip as I feel a rush of arousal. I used to hate the idea of being called names, but when Nikolai does it, I feel so good that I want to walk around the house with the wordwhorewritten on my forehead in sharpie.

Thankfully, he’s not asked me to do that. He likes to keep me to himself, openly admitting that he’s possessive and jealous.

“That’s right, I know you’re already wet for me,” he says, sliding his hand down the front of my pants and touching my pussy. His fingers work magic on me, and I’m panting his name in mere seconds.

He doesn’t wait for me to cum like he normally likes to do. He’s impatient this time, so desperate to get inside of me that he spins me around and yanks down my pants. He slaps my ass, and I remember the first time in the hot desert sun. It hurt so good then, and it’s twice the thrill now that I know what’s coming next.

His huge hands spread me from behind, pulling aside my panties and holding me in place while he guides his cock to my pussy. The tip slides against my labia, and I arch my back, guiding him the rest of the way in.

The first thrust causes me to tumble forward, finding support on a large cardboard box in near the wall.

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