Page 29 of Hunter's Trial

The darker parts of me are desperate to see what he would come up with.

When I say nothing, he smacks my ass a second time and heads into my bedroom.

“Liz is sleeping!” I giggle as he drops me heavily onto the bed. “You can’t keep making noises like that!”

Nikolai smirks as he pulls his shirt up and over his head. His knee rests on the bed between my thighs before he leans down over me. “Then I guess you’re going to have to figure out a way to be quiet then, aren’t you?”

Nikolai pushes my thighs open with his, I can feel the burn of the movement in my inner thighs as he holds me open. His hands rest on my knees, slowly curving over the bend of my leg and moving toward my hips. The anticipation alone is very likely to kill me right here and now.

“Are you particularly attached to this?” Nikolai asks as he toys with the waist of my satin shorts.

My brow furrows. “I guess not? Why?”

Nikolai’s answering smile is something feral. He traces the stitching of the shorts over my hips until he finds the center seam, running along the fabric slowly. He finds the wetness gathered at my center. I try to arch my hips up into the contact, seeking more friction from him, but a quick and sudden slap to my pussy has me dropping back to the bed. Instinctively, I try to snap my legs closed but his thighs are in the way. My hands go to cover my sex, but Nikolai catches those too and holds them away from my body. He clicks his tongue in chastisement of my actions.

“If you remain still, then you won’t get punished.” Nikolai advises.

But I think that I liked it. I think that I liked it a lot.

“Be still, and let me thank you, baby girl.” Nikolai dips his head as he pushes up the satin of my tank top to expose my stomach. His voice is a rumble of a growl against my skin that’s followed by his lips. Firm, insistent kisses start to travel lower, but he doesn’t pull off my shorts like I expect him to. Even as he kisses the insides of my thighs, letting my wrists go so that he can massage them with his powerful fingers. How the hell does he think that I’m going to be able to stay still through this?

The satin doesn’t provide nearly the friction that I want it to. Nikolai’s tongue is hot as he eats me out through my satin shorts. It’s torture. I want the barrier gone. I want to feel his tongue on my skin. He said this was supposed to be gratitude and he’s making me go insane. No matter how hard I try, I can’t stop writhing under him. My moans of frustration are unanswered. If he doesn’t cut it out, I’m going to grab him by his hair and guide him to exactly where I like it.

That would be something to see, Nikolai manhandled by the likes of me.

Nikolai’s finger traces the wet seam of my shorts - pressing against my core without penetration. I want him inside me so badly I think I might actually cry. Then I hear the distinct ripping of satin, the soaked seam giving way to his fingers tearing the damned thing apart, and then his fingers plunge inside me and it’s so fucking incredible after his teasing that I nearly cum from that alone. I feel like I’m a light breeze away from cumming just from the attention that has been lavished on my clit already. He wasn’t kidding when he said that he wanted to thank me properly.

Two fingers, then three slowly twisting and plunging deeper, stretching me to fit him better and I love it. I love the way it makes me feel. I wasn’t prepared for the sheer size of him until I had him in the shower.

The moment that his fingers slip from inside me I almost cry out in protest, but Nikolai’s strong hands on my hips silences me. He flips me onto my belly like I weigh nothing at all. He lifts my ass up to his face and delves his perfect fucking tongue inside of me. My fists ball up into the bedding as I bury my face into the blankets to keep from crying out his name. I have to be quiet. Yet, he’s doing everything in his damned power to make that goal as hard as fucking possible.

Nikolai tears the shorts from my body, leaving them in pools of scrap fabric, before he palms my ass tightly. I can feel where I’m going to be wearing his handprints on my tanned skin come morning and I love it.

I want more. I want all of him.

It’s like he reads my damned mind. The heat of his mouth leaves my pussy and he lines himself up behind me and buries himself fully inside of me in one swift motion. I swear I forget how to breathe. It’s so much deeper than before. Damned bastard is going to bruise my fucking cervix. I’m not going to be able to walk tomorrow.

I would never dream of telling him to stop.

I want to have the imprints of him inside and outside of me.

“Please, please, please.” I breathe in a constant stream. I don’t even know what it is that I’m asking for. I don’t know if he can hear me because of the blankets that I’ve smashed my face into. But Nikolai is a damned giver, and so he does. He gives me exactly what I want. If it weren’t for his hands on my hips holding me in place I very likely would have collapsed. He hits something inside of me that makes me see stars. I can’t think, I can’t breathe.

Everything feels like I’m floating in a warm, blissful pool of pleasure. Nikolai plants a foot on the bed and somehow summons more power. I can hear his own groans of pleasure and I know how close he is. I reach my hand underneath me, my fingers nowhere near as diligent as his as I lazily flick that bundle of nerves, then I reach a little further, twisting in on myself to cup his balls between thrusts - then back to my clit. I only manage a few moments of that before Nikolai’s groan turns feral. He bends forward and his teeth sink into the skin of my back. Spike of pain and a light brush to my clit and I’m done for.

I bite the bedding to keep from screaming as I cum. My orgasm rips through me so strong I lose control of my limbs. My legs start to shudder and spasm. I fold in on myself and my walls clamp down around Nikolai’s cock.

“Fuck! Kate!”

Nikolai losing his composure might be my favorite thing.

I’ll have to remember to tell him that.

As soon as I regain use of my legs. For now, my eyes drift closed as Nikolai slides from me, his cum running hot down my thighs as I sink into the bedding, wholly and utterly boneless.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

NIKOLAI

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