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He smirked, his eyes sparking with mischief as he peeled his shirt off. “I am your husband now. You can have me wherever and whenever you want.”
Static zapped down my body, settling in my core and causing my heartbeat to skyrocket. I didn’t let my excitement show though. “I don’t care.”
Stepping closer, he curled his hand around my waist and pressed his warm chest to my bare back. My body tingled from the contact. For a second, I’d almost forgotten I was still in my towel. “This is yours, Giselle. All of me belongs to you now, just like you’re mine,” he whispered, his breath caressing my ear.
I turned around and dared a glance up at him, then I froze when I saw how serious he was. “I didn’t ask for any of this,” I said, my voice softer than I’d intended. “I want to go back to my old life.”
“This is your life now.” He tilted my chin up, his eyes tracing my face. “You’ll learn to accept it.” He moved away from me, grabbed an extra towel, and left the bathroom.
I stood still for several seconds after he left, his words echoing in my head.This is your life now. You’ll learn to accept it.
Was there really a chance that I would be caged in this mansion for the rest of my life? Could I never really escape from here? My mind darted to Emma, I wondered if she’d noticed I was really missing. If she did, then she would’ve looked for me everywhere.
God.
I walked back to the closet and exchanged the clothes I’d chosen for a simple nightgown. I’d felt the need to wear something decent around Nikolai, but I was pregnant and needed as much comfortable clothing as I could get.
Nikolai could look all he wanted.
It was already hard to breathe between wanting to escape from here and my body aching for Nikolai. I’d probably die in my sleep if I wore something too tight to sleep in.
I’d already tucked myself in bed when Nikolai came out from the bathroom, filling the room with the scent of his cedarwood bath soap.
Closing my eyes, I clenched my fists on the comforter, pretending to be asleep and only peeping when he faced the wardrobe and started to dry his hair.
His back was just as wide as his shoulders, the skin around it firm and the muscles defined. He definitely worked out as much time as an athlete would.
A pulse awakened between my legs as I thought of my fingers digging into his back as he fucked me.God.I squeezed my breasts, flicking my nipples and pretending it was Nikolai touching me that way.
How would he squeeze them? My breasts weren’t very big so I imagined his large palms would cover most of it as he squeezed them hard enough to bring every cell in me alive.
Fuck.
My fingers found my clit, and I closed my eyes and started to circle around it. Nikolai’s tongue would be moist, firm, and warm as he licked me. I imagined just that.
The pressure from my fingers wasn’t as hard as he would be, but it was just enough to cause a pool of wetness between my legs and make me moan.
I was so consumed in my imagination that I didn’t notice Nikolai walk up to the bed until I opened my eyes to steal another glance at him. I squirmed, and my cheeks got heated with embarrassment. I was so ashamed that I couldn’t take my finger away from my clit under the intensity of his gaze.
“Why are you stopping?” he asked, his voice hoarse and his eyes skimming me confusedly.
I licked my lips, my lungs constricting as I tried to think of an answer. My brain fizzled, and nothing came to mind.
“Touch yourself.” His tone was more authoritative than I’d ever heard it. “I want to watch you do it.”
I shrank into the bed, still ashamed. “I’ve never masturbated in front of a man.”
“I’m not just any man,dorogaya.I’m your husband.”
I rolled my bottom lips between my teeth and started to rub my clitoris but stopped when he waved disapprovingly and pulled the comforter away from me. “Take that off.” He pointed at my nightie.
I obliged, knelt and yanked my nightie over my head.
He smiled. “Good girl.”
I flushed. Nikolai’s eyes were filled with lust and thirst as if he was barely holding back from touching me. My eyes darted to his torso and only then did I notice the tattoo below his navel. I was curious, but this wasn’t the right time to ask questions.
Laying back on the bed, I parted my legs, wet my fingers and started to rub my clit again. It didn’t feel good this time around, I was anxious and weary from Nikolai watching me, he must’ve noticed it too. The bed dipped under his weight as he crawled on top of me and splayed my thighs with his legs.
