Page 76 of Nikolai (Kansas City Reapers)

His hand moved over my curves as our lips met. My hands clutched at the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss, his hips grinding against my own. The head of his cock slid against my pussy, finding its way between my folds, teasing me mercilessly.

“I want you,” I muttered against his lips, one hand finding its way up into his hair, playing with the soft, wet strands. His own hand mirrored my own, pulling the elastic from my hair and letting it tumble down my back. His fingers wound through the wet curls, tugging my head back as his lips peppered open-mouthed kisses down the length of my neck.

“You feel like sin and silk in my arms,” he muttered against my pulse point, his hands rocking my hips against him as he ground his cock against my slit.

“Then slip inside and find heaven,” I groaned, swiveling my hips until the head of his cock slipped between my folds, nudging against my clit.

With a growl, he shifted slightly, lining himself up and sliding inside of me in one easy thrust as his teeth bit down against the soft space where my neck met my shoulder.

“Sir!” I cried out, the sound echoing against the rocky outcroppings. Birds scattered from the nearby trees, but I paid them no mind, all my attention solely centered on the way Niko’s cock thrust in and out of me.

The water made me feel weightless in his arms, and the enveloping coolness was a stark contrast to the burning heat in my core. Grunts and moans mingled in the warm summer air as he fucked me, but I knew we were truly alone out here, so I didn’t restrainmyself.

I rocked my hips back and forth in time with his thrusts as I neared my climax. My moans grew louder and more insistent, and I could feel his cock twitching inside me, signaling that he was close as well. Finally, I could hold back no longer, and my orgasm exploded through my body like lightning, setting every nerve on fire with pleasure and sensation.

“S-sir! Yes! Oh, fuck, I’m cumming!” I screamed to the heavens.

“Mine,” he growled, his nails raking down my back as I came around him, my head falling forward against his shoulder. I opened my mouth, the salty taste of his skin making me feel primal and needy as I bit into the same spot on his shoulder.

He grunted, cumming inside of me as we bobbed in the water, the gentle waves lapping around us.

We clung together for long moments after, just feeling each other. Hands touched, lips kissed, and time seemed to stand still. Finally, after what felt like an eternity and yet somehow still too soon, Niko spoke.

“We should head back to shore and get dressed if we’re going to make it back before supper,” he murmured against my shoulder, kissing the spot he had bitten earlier.

I simply nodded, slipping out of his grasp as we swam for shore.

In no time, our clothes were back on, and we were dry again. I was thankful that he had thought to pack towels in our backpacks, along with water bottles and some survival gear,“just in case”,according to him. He had truly thought of everything, it seemed.

“Let me help you,” he said, holding my backpack out for me. I turned around, slipping it over my arms before turning back around. He fastened the buckle across my chest, tugging it sharply as I stumbled back into his arms.

“Hey,” I pouted for all of two seconds before his lips claimed mine, the scruff of his stubble scratching at my chin.

“Would you look at that?” he whispered.

“What?”

His fingers trailed over the bite mark he’d left on my skin. My eyes immediately fell to the mark I’d left on his.

“Matching marks.”

“Mine,” he growled, kissing me again.

For just a second, just a blip of a moment, I felt like I truly was.

Chapter 19

Nikolai

We arrived backat the house as twilight fell, the sky transitioning from a serene blue to a symphony of blush pinks and fiery oranges; a perfect backdrop for the day we’d had together.

As soon as we entered the house, the aroma of dinner wafted towards us.

“Fuck me, Sully can cook,” Maddy groaned. My stomach agreed, growling in a low rumble that could easily be heard, likely even from the next room.

“What’s for dinner, Sully?” I asked, removing my arm from Maddy’s shoulders to pat him on the back, peering around him to see what he was cooking on the stove.

“Nothing special, bro. Stir fry and rice.”

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