Page 114 of Bratva Knight

She laughed softly. It felt so good to hear her laugh. “You’re right. I probably don’t.” She leant back against the headboard and exhaled heavily. Her head rolled on her shoulders, her eyes locking on my suitcases in the corner. She was silent for a moment. “When do you leave?”

“I’m not.” I got to my feet, desperate to change the subject before she could ask any other questions. “Are you hungry? I’ll send for some food.” I turned and took a step towards the door.

“Stoooop,” she sang, her voice ringing out with authority. I froze on the spot. “Turn.” I groaned in frustration and spun on the balls of my feet to face her. “Talk,” she demanded.

I sighed. “Tatiana—”

“Do you want me to cry? Because I’ll cry right here, right now if you don’t sit the fuck back down. I will.”

Humor trickled through me when she pouted, jutting out her lower lip.

I sat back down, exhaling a tired breath. Where was I even going to start? How could I possibly tell her I didn’t want to go because I couldn’t leave her? Not now. Not after what I walked into. How—

“You’re hesitant to leave because of what happened, aren’t you?”

I should have known she’d be able to see right through me. “Yes.”

“Nikolai.” Her voice held a wealth of compassion. Next thing I knew, she was in my lap, straddling me. Her hands dove into my hair and she forced me to look her right in the eyes. “I say this with all the love in the world, but you’re a fucking idiot.”

I tried not to move. I really, really did. She’d just gone through something incredibly traumatic. The last thing she needed was me feeling her up. But she was sitting right on my cock, and that thing always had a mind of its own—especially when it came to Tatiana. It would stand to attention the moment she walked into the damn room.

“Youhaveto go. Your father’s life depends on it. You can’t stay here for me.”

“But—”

She placed a finger over my lips, stopping me from saying another word. “Did it sound like I was finished?”

I shook my head.

“That’s right. I’ll let you know when it’s your turn to talk. Right now, you’re going to shut the fuck up and listen to me.” She adjusted herself, inadvertently grinding her pussy down on my cock, and I choked. She smirked playfully. “I appreciate more than I can ever put into words that you want to stay here for me. Truly. But youneedto go, Nikolai. If you’re worried something will happen to me, don’t. I promise I won’t put myself into any dangerous situations. I promise I’ll sit in my apartment and do nothing but wait for you. I love you, Nikolai, and if knowing I’m safe will help you do what you need to do, then I promise that I won’t get so much as a damn papercut.”

I stiffened, my body going completely still. I moved her hand away from my lips. “You love me?”

She smiled and it lit up the whole room. “I’ve always loved you. There was never any doubt about that. My problem lay in whether or not I could trust you again. You hurt me, Nikolai. So much I didn’t think my heart and soul would ever heal from it. But in these last few months, you’ve shown me not only with your words, but also your actions that you’ll always be there for me. Come hell or high water. You’ve proven time and time again that you love me. That you’d do anything for me. I know in my heart that you’d never hurt me again, like you did before.”

I gripped the sides of her face with both hands, overwhelmed with her words. “Can I kiss you?”

She answered me by leaning forward and placing her mouth on mine in the most heart stopping kiss I’d ever experienced. My entire world righted itself as I kissed her back, this sense of complete euphoria washing through me. It felt right. Complete. Like everything had fallen into place. Like I was whole again.

The kiss deepened, moving from this sweet, perfect moment to absolute fire. Her hips swivelled, pleasure shooting up my spine and making me groan. I latched onto her hips, halting her movements. “Tati, we don’t have to—”

“Why?” She ground down harder, a whimper falling from her lips. “I want you.”

“But you just—”

“I just nothing.” She kissed across my jaw and down my neck, my skin buzzing. “I don’t want you to go without erasing his touch. Please, Nikolai.” She sucked on my neck, hands gliding down my body to grab a handful of my cock, and I came undone.

My lips slammed against hers and I jumped to my feet, wrapping her legs around my waist. I took her down to the bed, kissing her harder, faster. Eager to have her naked body below me.

She clutched onto me like she never wanted to let me go, completely wrapping herself around me like a spider monkey. Her touch did things to me. It turned me into a damn fumbling mess. I struggled with the buttons of her shirt and frustration got the better of me. I ripped it off.

Tatiana gasped, her breasts spilling out. I stared down at them in awe, completely mesmerised. I cupped them both and squeezed, enjoying the way she arched her back, pushing them further into my palms.

“Yes, Nikolai. Yes.”

I leant forward and latched onto her tight nipple, sucking it into my mouth. I rolled my tongue over it and she moaned. She made the sweetest fucking sounds. It made me so fucking hot.

Not wanting the other one to feel left out, I kissed across her chest, my tongue licking at her skin, and sealed my lips around her other nipple. My hands drifted down and I pulled her shorts off without taking my mouth away from her. She squirmed beneath me, holding my head to her breast and begging me to suck harder.

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