Page 115 of Cruel Promise

He spreads my legs open, grips my panties and, without looking away from me, rips them right down my legs. I gasp slightly at the sensation.

I let him spread my legs wider, and then he touches me. His entire palm covers my vulva, making my hips arch up. It’s too much. I can barely stand it.

“You’re wet,” he comments, making me blush. “You really want this.” There’s a slight awe in his voice, like he didn’t truly believe me earlier. That thought makes me sad.

But then it’s quickly washed away when he begins to rub me with his fingers. My hips grind against his hand, needing more. Needing a release.

“Fuck,” he mutters, and I flush more deeply. My hips have a mind of their own as they reach up for his hand. He presses more firmly against me, giving me the friction I need. His other hand grips my knee so tightly, his fingers turn white. I don’t mind the pain. It only adds to the pleasure.

“Oh,” I gasp out, my hips rolling around.

Just as I’m about to come, Nik slips his finger into me. My release washes over me, causing my inner walls to clench down on his finger. He groans, and hearing it makes my orgasm even more intense.

He pumps his finger gently in and out of me. “I need to get you ready for my cock,” he explains.

I gulp. Suddenly, my nerves come back. What if it hurts? What if I don’t like it?

Nikolai must sense my nerves because he removes his finger and runs his hands over my hips. “I’ll be honest, Ava. I’m not a gentle man, but … for you, I’ll try to be.”

I nod and silently tell him with my eyes that I’m ready.

He slips his underwear off, and finally, I get to see all of him.

When I first came here, seeing Nik naked would have horrified me, but now, it only causes more arousal to shoot through me.

His body is glorious. It’s hard and strong and very masculine. His erection is thick. For a moment, I wonder how badly that’s going to hurt going inside me, but then I push it from my mind. Nikolai will make this feel good for me. He has his code.

He settles between my legs, his length so close to my entrance.

He doesn’t ask me if I’m ready. I would’ve said something if I wasn’t.

Then he presses into me.

At first, there’s a slight twinge of pain that makes me gasp, but as he slips in deeper, the pain disappears and is replaced with a deep, dull throbbing sensation.

He stares right into my eyes, giving me no space to even look away. But I don’t want to look away.

I nod, and Nikolai begins to move his hips.

I clutch his strong back muscles, all hard planes, nothing soft. Nikolai grabs my legs and lifts them higher around his hips. This slightly new angle draws him in deeper, and I gasp again.

He covers my next gasp with his lips. Our kiss is like two thirsty people in the desert.

Every time he moves his body back and forth, his chest brushes my nipples, sending goosebumps over my skin. I kiss him harder.

He grips my hips in his strong hands as he thrusts deeper into me. I let my body relax. I let myself feel the pleasure of this moment.

Nikolai takes my body like I knew he would—hard, a little rough, and just the slightest bit of softness present. I bring my knees closer to my chest, letting him fill me up more.

Being consumed by Nik isn’t frightening as I once thought it would be.

It’s surprisingly freeing.

I’ve been holding onto my past for far too long. Now, it’s Nik and me. He’s my future.

He presses his forehead against mine, our eyes locked in a heated gaze. Every thrust of his hips drives new pleasure through me. Our pace is slow and steady. There’s no need to rush this.

I gasp every time he pushes deeper into me. And every time I do that, Nikolai’s gaze darkens. Neither of us needs to say a word. We’re saying it all through our bodies.

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