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He gently pulls me back into his arms. “You sounded like you were already a Bratva wife.”
Smiling smugly, I decide to take that as a compliment. “In a good way, I hope.”
“In the best way,” he replies.
Stepping away from him, I look at the bed, noticing it’s as small as Nikolai’s. I want to ask if his parents ever slept there together, or did they separate as soon as his mother received the penthouse?
I wonder what their last words were to each other. And did they regret it, wishing for a second chance?
Did Nikolai’s mother die wondering if her husband ever loved her?
Or did she die feeling like she finally had power over something in her life?
Nikolai touches my shoulder, taking me out of my unpleasant thoughts. I didn’t realize I was glaring at the solitary bed covered in dark velvet brocade.
“I’m sorry, Eden,” Nikolai whispers. “I promised to protect you. And I almost failed.”
I spin around to face him. “You saved me from a monster I didn’t know existed.”
Nikolai lifts his chin. “You mean your father?”
“Zakhar.” My lips tremble as I correct him. “My father no longer exists. I only have you.”
Nikolai’s arms wrap around me, and his warmth soothes and comforts me like a warm blanket against the teeth-rattling cold I feel in my chest. I never want to leave Nikolai’s arms, and my heart hammers with excitement when his mouth crashes down on mine. Whimpering, I press my body against his, feeling lightheaded as I completely let go.
“You are my queen, Eden,” he says between kisses. “Everything will change. We’ll create our own family. And we can leave the past where it belongs.”
A chill sends goose bumps flaring across my flesh as he lifts me in his arms. Each step toward the bed is a step farther away from my former life. I can barely imagine it anymore—high school in Holtsville. Old-school rock and matching team T-shirts at a tailgate. All the corny things I once thought were cool. I’ll never return home, and I don’t want to when Nikolai’s lips touch mine again. My body heats up from the excitement of being a pakhan’s lover.
No, not lover. Wife.
A giggle slips from my lips, and he pauses to look at me. My face heats up, ashamed of my silly and uncool reaction, but Nikolai smiles as he lowers me onto the bed. Stretching out, my body relaxes as I accept the good fortune I deserve. Every bit of it. For years, I was a good girl, and he is my reward.
“I like that smile.” Nikolai unbuttons his shirt, exposing his strong chest. His clothes drop to the floor in a pile at his feet as he watches me, showing off the muscular body he’s proud of. “It’s good for more than just protecting you, Eden.” Naked and hard, he climbs over me on his hands and knees, his body hovering over mine.
Giggling, I know I’ll never be as confident and cool as Nikolai, and in a second, I realize that he doesn’t care. I’m different from what surrounds him daily—ruthless men with guns hidden underneath designer jackets. Being together lets Nikolai lower his guard now that he trusts me.
“And what is that devilish smile for?” He flexes his muscles, and I giggle again. “What naughty thoughts are you thinking?”
My hips wiggle as I pull off my denim skirt, and a wet spot is visible on my plain cotton panties. I reach for the hem of my shirt but stop when Nikolai’s hand touches my stomach. His fingers stroke my skin gently, drawing circles over my belly, and he leans his head down and kisses my bare skin.
My breathing picks up, and my thighs part. I watch Nikolai’s head move lower; his lips brush my softest skin, and I watch instead of shutting my eyes. I remember him having me on the floor before. It felt so naughty then, but there’s nothing to be ashamed of anymore. No more reproaching myself when the sex ends, as if it were a dirty deed. My head tilts on the bed as his tongue slides under the cotton, and moaning, I hold still as his hands pull my panties down.
“You taste so sweet,” he murmurs.
A smile beams across my face. Is this what it feels like to be confident and in love? My fingers tug hard at his dark hair as histongue swirls along my wet folds. I hiss as tingles rush from my pussy up my spine into my head, and his mouth vibrates against me when he growls. Closing my eyes, I inhale his scent, a heady mix of leather and bourbon by the fire, and I want to curl up in the sensations surrounding me. Exhaling, I shake as my climax builds, the intensity making me breathless. My heart feels as if it will burst and leave me spent. But not yet.
My legs open wider, and I reach for Nikolai’s hard shoulders, pulling him up so his body presses fully against mine. He hesitates, staring at the raised scar on my side, and carefully shifts his weight off me, but I pull him close.
“I’m not as fragile as you think,” I whisper.
He smiles. “I never underestimate you, Eden.”
Gasping, I move my hips to take him in deeper. It does hurt, but only for a second, and I want to feel that pain as he pushes hard into me, stretching my tightness as we move. My tight nipples brush against his chest as we gradually pick up speed. Clinging to him, I bury my face against his neck as everything turns into an intoxicating dream. I feel drugged by the movement filling me, making me feel everything Nikolai feels while his hips firmly buck against my body.
I sigh, savoring all of it. This is how I want to feel, with the thrill of taking risks and not wasting my life locked away in an ivory tower. Nikolai was the wrong man, but now, he’s the right one for me.
My mouth presses against his chest, tasting the sweat on his skin. His breath comes faster as my thighs shake uncontrollably, and I throw my head back, unable to take anymore. Looking through my lashes, I watch Nikolai no longer deny theunexpected emotions expressed on his face. His eyes flutter, and a deep moan rises from his chest. His forehead falls to the pillow, but he turns his head toward me, revealing love in his gaze.
