Page 42 of The Bratva's Bride


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“Damn right we are.” He said with a scowl before turning away from me and giving me the cold shoulder.

“Anh, I’m sorry, but I didn’t know how or when to even bring it up to you.” Granted, there would probably never be a good time to bring something like this up. Deep down, I knew it wasn’t going to get a good response no matter how or when I did it. “I have no intentions of hurting you or using that fact as a means of escape. You might find that hard to believe right now, but it’s the truth.”

“Hm.” At least he wasn’t giving me the silent treatment.

Sliding off my seat, I got behind him and wrapped my arms around him. “Let’s put this behind us, yeah?” Even though he was upset at me, his body betrayed him. The way his skin crawled with my touch. The subtle shiver. His muscles tensed wherever my hands touched, and most important of all, his arousal evident. “I’ll make it up to you.” I whispered sultrily in his ear as I palmed his hardness through his pants.

In a flash, he turned around and grabbed me by my neck and shoved me onto the island countertop, glaring down at me with blown pupils that darkened his blue eyes hotly. “You’re going to spend forever making it up to me, and I am going to make sure of it. And don’t think I won’t punish you for it either because I will, and it’s going to be one you will remember for the rest of your life.” His voice was full of conviction, and no doubt he would make good on those promises. I expected no less from him, and I looked forward to seeing what he had in store.

His lips set my body on fire as he kissed me angrily and deeply, wanting to indulge but not at the same time. His tongue aggressively invaded my mouth and fought mine as his hands yanked my pants down and off.

Growling softly, he pressed himself against me, grinding his hardness into my aching cunt. “You’re so wet already.” He whispered against my lips as his fingers stroked the length of my pussy.

My body flinched at the sudden sting on my aching sex, and it took me a second to realize why. Nikolai had brought his hand down on it. He fucking spanked my pussy! And it wasn’t just once! Every time he brought his hand down on me, my body jolted from the painful pleasure that made a fire cascade over my body, stiffening my nipples under my shirt.

Then, he stopped, pulling me away briefly to turn me around. “Bend over,lisichka.” The feeling of his hand on my back sent chills of panic down my spine.

Looking back at him with scared eyes, I reached back and grabbed his arm. “Please, no. I can’t.” My voice wavered as I looked at him pleadingly.

“What’s the safe word?” His body softened for a moment as his eyes searched my face for an answer.

“Fire.” I quickly replied in a firm voice.

Something the two of us did right after our first night was figure out a safe word after discussing our limits. Nikolai was adamant on having the serious discussion before we engaged in anything rough again, so I was more than eager to discuss with him sooner than later.

“Do you want to use your safe word?” Another thing I’ve come to appreciate about Nikolai when it came to our sexual activities was how he’d always look out for my safety and put it above all else. I’ve never had to use my safe word yet, but he was always keen on paying me enough attention to ease back at the first sign of discomfort.

Softly and quickly, I shook my head, “No.” My voice barely came out as a squeak, but one syllable was all he needed to continue.

“Then bend over. Just a little, darling. Can you do that for me? Just bend over a little and grab the edge of the counter.” There was a gentleness to his stern voice that eased my nerves a little. With a shaky breath, I nodded my head and bent forward a little and gripped the edges of the countertop.

“Good girl.” The praise made me let out a breathy moan as I leaned into his hand when I felt it on my bare bottom. Then, the feeling of his hand weaving into my hair made me tense again for a moment. Glancing back at him, I could see him studying me closely with his sky-blue eyes that were shaded from his blown pupils.

“Keep going, sir. I can take it.” I hope. I already teetered on the edge of wanting to fall into the abyss of lust or shutting down completely. Nikolai wouldn’t harm me, he wasn’t likehim, but that bad taste still clawed at me like a demon trying to drag me down into Hell.

Bracing myself, I sucked in a sharp breath when I felt the first hit jolt my body forward. There was no pause before the second and third came down on me, barely giving me any time to brace myself again. I tried to hold back my sounds of pain and pleasure, not wanting to give him any kind of reaction, but I failed after the fifth hit. The squeal squeezed out of my throat, and the whimpers followed after with every hit until tears fell from my eyes. I didn’t know how many spanks he delivered, having lost count after fifteen. The fact I still ached from last night’s punishment didn’t help either.

The feeling of my body being turned around and placed on the counter again barely registered in my pain riddled mind. The feeling of his hand around my throat again being the only thing keeping me rooted to reality. The faint sound of his zipper coming undone barely registered in my hazy mind before the slight pain of him entering fully into me ripped a moan from my throat. He didn’t wait for me to fully adjust before moving his hips erratically, making me moan loudly at the sudden pleasure and pain that ravaged my body. “Kolya!” I could feel my orgasm ready to snap already.

“No.” The anger in his voice made me shiver under him as I gripped at his arm that pinned me down by my neck. “You are not allowed to come.” He only made things worse when he slid his hand under my shirt and ran his hand up my body to my breasts, cupping it roughly and pinching my hard nipple between his digits to where it became painful.

He showed me no mercy, his hips slamming into me hard and fast. The feeling of his thighs hitting my sore ass jolted more pain into my body with each thrust, reminding me this was a punishment and not for my pleasure.

“Kolya, please, I’m sorry, please don’t do this to me, please.” I knew his intentions. This was a punishment for my deception, but whether it was the full brunt of it was unbeknownst to me. “Sir, please.”

“No.” He was firm and determined. Just one look in his eyes and I knew he would make me regret it greatly if I dared defy him.

His hips were relentless as he let out his anger using my body. It was so unbearable, holding back my orgasm like this. The painful knot in my stomach became worse when he propped my legs up on the edge of the countertop, enabling him to drive himself deeper into me. “You best burn this in your mind,lisichka. Remember this the next time you think of doing anything like that, if you even dare think about a next time.” He snarled, making me whimper pathetically.

The rough pad of his thumb brushed against my cheek, wiping away at the tears that started to spill from my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again, I swear.” My emotions were spilling over, and I couldn’t hold any of it back. I was angry, at myself, at him, at the world. Angry at myself for hiding things from him, for being a soft-hearted person and allowing my stepmother to manipulate me into her schemes, and for being such a messed up person. I was mad at Nikolai for not hating me, for being the better person and forgiving me so easily like this. I wasn’t even mad at him for punishing me like this; I deserved it. Then I was just angry at the world for everything, for being shitty, for how my life had been forced down this road where I had to go back on my own promises to myself.

“Sir, I can’t, it’s too much.” I whimpered needily, digging my nails into his forearm as I felt my shreds of sanity disappearing with my control.

“Just a little longer baby, I’m close. Just keep holding it for me,lisichka. You can do it.” He whispered sweetly against my lips before kissing me softly.

His hand released my breast and slid down my body between my legs, his fingers brushing around until he found his prize. My body jolted from the shock of pleasure that came from having my clit rubbed as he fucked me like a madman. “Let go,lisichka. Let go.”

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