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Time for some real fucking fun.
Chapter10
Rose
I’m somehow lying on the stage, naked, hands tied to the pole, those insane heels still on and legs spread wide. I’ve been like this for the past five minutes.
Nikolai changed the music to a darker, more pagan beat, and he’s standing, not touching, looking at me, observing, cataloguing. He looks immaculate, his cock tucked away, clothes straightened.
Only the feral gleam in his eyes and the very slight, uneven rise and fall of his chest give away the heightened emotions and needs that weave through the room, through us. The sex. The need. The love.
His sleeves are rolled up, those strong muscled, tattooed arms making my mouth water. Even with the tension of what’s coming next, I’m drooling over this man.
This is pure dark, depraved, and dangerous Nikolai, and he’s looking like he’s just found his next meal.
He’s not feral in his hunger; no, he’s a connoisseur. He moves in, gaze grazing like he’s touching me, and he unbuckles his belt, pulling it off with a snap. I know why he wears one when he doesn’t need to. It’s not for looks, although Nikolai details everything with class and deliberation. No, it’s for discipline, a tool, and the sight of it in his hands makes me even wetter and my stomach flutter.
He doesn’t miss a thing.
His mouth curls a little, but there’s not a lick of humor in his eyes as they come to rest on my pussy, on full display for him. This time, he hasn’t restrained anything but my hands, yet I keep my legs wide because he ordered me to.
He bends, close to me. “Have you booked in for a wax, Rose?”
“I—” What the hell? “Not yet. I thought for the wedding, I’d—”
“Don’t touch your little landing strip or the outer lips.”
I know better than to ask him. He won’t say shit until it suits him.
“Now, Rose, you fucked up. You made me come.”
I sneer. “Or maybe you’ve got a problem.”
He laughs at my suggestion. “Fuck yes, I do, and her name is Rose.”
Nikolai stands, slipping a hand over my body, taking his time. Everywhere he touches makes my blood sing and skin heat, and I’m a cascade of nerve endings begging for the euphoria only he can bring.
He rolls my nipple between two fingers, and then trails his fingertips to the other and repeats. When he tugs on them, it sends a slice of heated pleasure to my clit, and I moan at the sensation.
“I have toys, Rose, toys I want to use on you. A big dildo, a butt plug. I have a paddle with spikes and a whip, and of course, my belt.” He trails the end of the belt down over me. “But I think I’ll save those for another day.”
I whimper. My mind is on overload. I want all of them; the pain, the pleasure, the release, him. His punishment, it seems is to tease with words, touches that don’t stay long enough.
He slips his fingers through the hair at my pussy. It’s not much, but it’s there, and he likes touching it, as much, I think, as he likes me completely bare.
Nikolai parts my lips and studies me, and I want to close my thighs. Even after all this time, that invasive look borderlines on too much, but it also makes me throb.
“You are beautiful,” he whispers, right before his dark head comes down between my thighs. He licks and bites my outer lips, then raises his head. “Yummy.”
“Asshole.”
His grin is evil as he moves up, tightening the knot on the tie attaching me to the pole as he loops the belt around my throat, buckling it. My makeshift collar is tight, but I can breathe easily, and something in me calms with it there. His. All his.
Returning to my pussy, he pushes three fingers into me, pumping hard as his mouth closes hot and wet over my clit.
I come instantly; I can’t help it. It’s a violent, short-lived thing, and I shudder and shake and scream as it slices through me.
“Rose.” He strokes his cock, moving up to look me in the eyes. “I’ve got a good mind to leave you here and let the cleaners find you tomorrow.”
