Page 51 of Bratva Knight

Then there was the snake in his underwear. Or, more accurately, the can of pringles, because that was how big and thick the damn thing was. It was fuckingmonstrous.

Nikolai spread his arms out wide. “Want me to turn for you?”

I laughed and twirled my finger through the air. “Go on then.”

He kept his arms outstretched and spun slowly, giving me plenty of time to enjoy the masterpiece of his body. I definitely did.

He faced me again, a devilish smirk on his lips.

There were so many different sides to Nikolai. His rough, dominating side. His vicious side. His take-no-bullshit side. But this one? His carefree, playful side? It was my favourite. Without a doubt.

It was a side of himself that he held back from others. He showed a little bit of it to his siblings, but even then, it was still partially stuck behind this impenetrable wall of restraint. I’d seen it more times than I could count.

“Your dare,” he challenged, remaining standing.

I already knew what it was that I was going to do. I got to my feet and made my way over to him, adding an extra sway in my hips. Nikolai watched, eyes slightly narrowed in calculation, like he was trying to figure out what I was up to.

“I dare you not to lick your lips,” I said, stopping in front of him.

He frowned, confused. “What—” his words cut off when he saw my hand move down between my legs. I slipped 2 fingers inside my drenching pussy and moaned.

“Tati,” he growled in warning.

I just smiled as I pumped them in and out a few times, getting them nice and wet before I held them up in the air right in front of him.

He exhaled heavily, staying deathly still as I rubbed my wetness all over his lips. His jaw tensed, his eyes as fierce and savage as I’d ever seen them before, like a wild beast poised to strike.

“Are you ready to give up yet,moya lyubov’?”My love?” I whispered, sucking my finger into my mouth. The endearment slipped out before I could stop it.

I wasn’t sure what it was that finally made him snap. Whether it was my wetness on his lips, me sucking it off my finger or the fact that I’d called him something I hadn’t called him in two years. Maybe it was a combination of all three. I didn’t know, and I didn’t fucking care. The point was, he’d snapped.

He took me, slamming me down onto the table with a bruisingly punishing kiss. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and moaned, gripping my face roughly as I kissed him back. His hands were everywhere, touching every inch of my skin. He tugged on my nipples. Pulled my hair back to bite the side of my neck. Held me with a punishing grip that no doubt left bruises on my skin. I fuckinglivedfor it.

“Tell me I can have you,” he begged, kissing me hard. “Please, Tati. Tell me I can have you.”

“Yes, Nikolai, yes. Take me. I want you so fucking bad.”

“Thank fuck.” He licked down my neck and sealed his lips around my nipple, sucking hard. He palmed my other breast and squeezed. “Fuck, I’ve missed you. I’ve missed you so fucking much. My beautiful love,” he rasped, moving his hands down.

Despite how much my heart swelled at his words, I knew it was wrong, that I couldn’t do that to him. It wasn’t fair to give him false hope that something more could blossom from it when I knew it couldn’t.

There was no denying the attraction we shared. The connection, not only physically but mentally. Emotionally. But I still didn’t trust him. Not with my heart.

“Wait, wait, wait.”

He stopped instantly, his hands freezing on my hips. “What’s wrong?” he asked, looking at me.

I swallowed nervously. “You know that this will just be sex, right? That it won’t be anything more?”

His brows slammed down into a frown. “What?”

I sighed, guilt filling me. “Nikolai—”

He pushed away from me and took three steps back.

I sat up quickly, reaching for him. “Wait, we don’t have to stop. I just wanted to make it clear.”

“Oh, you have. You’ve made it very clear,” he said numbly.

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