Page 21 of Kidnapped By the Bratva

She is sharp and snarky, but she is also wanting. She has a vulnerability to her that makes my brain disconnect and my body takes over. Her body tenses as I raise a hand and run my thumb over the curve of her chin and her tear-stained cheeks.

She’s so fucking gorgeous, even when she’s this upset with me.

My hard cock grinds against her belly, aching for relief. “Killing you would be such a waste. And I can’t let you go; I won't let you out of my sight.”

“Why?” She asks, her face flushed and her breath hitching.

I slide my fingers under the collar of her shirt. Her skin is soft and smooth, and her body visibly shudders at the skin-to-skin contact. White teeth bite into her bottom lip as she looks up at me with hesitation.

She jolts as I graze her earlobe with my teeth. After a second, she leans closer to me again. I don’t think she knows that she’s doing it.

The same string that pulls me to her is pulling her right back.

“Because malyshka, I want you.” I grate against her ear.

We glare at one another for what feels like an eternity. Her amber eyes incinerate me, as she lowers her gaze to my mouth before quickly pulling away. Her tongue darts out to moisten the full bottom lip I desperately want to bite down on.

Does she even have a clue what she’s doing to me right now?

A primal urge to possess her body overcomes me and I want to conquer her. I slide one hand up her spine to her neck and force her head towards my face. Her eyes widen before she closes them, shutting out the golden beams focused on me.

Her luscious lips are soft on mine. I move my mouth over hers and nip lightly into her lower lip. She gasps into the kiss and opens her mouth to let me in.

This little gasp is enough to make my erection beg for attention. Begging me to bury myself in her and never leave the heat between her legs.

Fuck. I want her so badly.

I tangle my tongue with hers as I run my other hand up her side. She leans closer to me. Her hands tentatively land on my chest before she grips my shirt and pushes me back.

“Stop.” Her voice is broken. “I … I can’t do this.”

My hands leave her body immediately and there’s a moment of silence.

I attempt to whisper, but my rugged tone returns. “I’ll show you to your room. You need to rest.”

As much as I want her, I’m not going to force her into anything. Kissing every inch of her body and hearing her scream my name would be a fantasy brought to life.

But she must be ready and willing.

I run my hand through my hair and drag it over my face. My cock still strains against my pants, but the desire is slowly fading.

I never should have lost control like that.

“I don’t want a room here.” She lashes out at me in anger. “I want to go home.”

“This is your home for now. Get comfortable. You’re not leaving until I say so.”

Chapter 9 - Hazel

Nik stops in front of a massive black double door. He doesn’t look at me as he pushes the door open.

“That’s your room for tonight.” He says in a flat voice.

He turns around quickly and walks away. The tension in the hallway fizzles with every step he takes. I get a good look at his ass in his form-fitting pants and his solid back as he disappears from my sight.

I make a mental note of the window at the end of the hallway as a possible escape route before entering the bedroom. The room is very bright, elegant, and furnished with style. Not something I would have expected a man like Nik to choose, I thought something dark and moody would convey more of who he really is.

I take a deep breath before exhaling slowly. The windows are wide open, overlooking a sprawling garden and a huge pool. I cross the room and walk through the French doors onto the balcony.

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