Page 51 of Niko's Printsessa

“Is it a good emotion?”

How could she not know?

I flip my goddess on her back, and greedily cover her mouth with mine, trying desperately to express what I’m feeling- So much. I’m overwhelmed by this moment of raw vulnerability and it’s stirred all the suppressed dreams I’ve had of us, and they bubble to the surface, free to take life and come true. Maybe I should be freaking out, terrified and feeling claustrophobic, but I’m none of those things. I’m having an out-of-body experience, because this want, this desire so deep that I never thoughtwould come true, transforms in front of me. It’s surreal.

Our tongues collide, tasting each other like it’s the first time our lips have touched. I only pull away to lift my T-shirt over her head and toss it to the ground. I place kisses on her sweet body, sucking on each breast before traveling down her flat stomach to her inner thighs.

I finally find my words and with each kiss I promise her. “Fuck yes, baby. I’m going to be the best boyfriend. I’ll hold your hand, drown you in kisses, make sweet love to you under the stars, and tie you to this bed and fuck you until you’re delirious with pleasure. I’m going to bring you coffee in the morning and Zoyalov in the evening. I can't wait to tell you you’re messy and laugh when you pout. I’m going to admire my handprints on your perfect ass, and I’m going to tell you what a good girl you are when you’re on your knees sucking my cock.

Her mouth gapes and I open her thighs wide, licking from her tight hole, along her slick slit, to her swollen clit. She moans for more.

“That’s right. Moan for your boyfriend.”

She sinks her hands into my hair and growls, “Shut up and eat me!”

I laugh as I suck on her clit and she shudders.

I return to her inner thighs, teasing, kissing, sucking, biting, working her into a frenzy. “Niko!”

I spread her pussy lips and admire what’s mine. She jerks when I bury my face into her, breathing in her scent. My already hard cock leaks with precum, but she’s my focus. She comes first, in every sense of the word. I suck, lick, kiss, devour her like it’s my job. What a job it would be. She can pay me in her sweet mewls and moans. Fuck. If I were on Death Row, Becca Sokolov’s pussy would by my last meal. She thrusts against my tongue, and I lap her up. Her hands fist my hair as she rides my face. Damn,I might come with her and I wouldn’t be mad about it. She’s exquisite, she’s mine.Moy, Zhizn’ moya. I can tell she’s close and I graze her clit with my teeth and suck on it hard, relishing my name falling from her lips as she comes all over my face. But I’m not done. I’ll never be done. She tries to pull away but I dig my fingers into her thighs and tilt her pussy so I can continue my feast.

“Oh! Niko! It’s too much, I can’t….”

I growl, “You will. Now be a good girl and fuck my face,Printsessa.”

I press my tongue against her clit, rimming it in slow circles. Her legs shake and pretty soon she’s gasping, moaning, grinding.

“Fuck, Niko! I’m going to…”

“Damn right you are.”

Her entire body trembles as the strong current of release travels through her. This orgasm is different, maybe even more powerful, as the pleasure spirals over her wave after wave, long and languid, but equally intense. I can feel her body clench each time, and I don’t let up, needing to feel her fall into each one.

I don’t pull away until she finally lays limp, a stupid grin on her face.

I lick her taste off my beard, drenched in her juices. She sighs and murmurs, “Best boyfriend ever.”

Becca

I’m a ragdoll basking in the afterglow that blankets my body. That was otherworldly but I need to feel his cock inside me.

With hooded eyes I purr, “Are you going to keep your promise?”

“Which one, baby?”

“Fucking me?”

I don’t know how many orgasms he’s drawn out of me, but I still need him inside me, stretching me, filling me.

He laughs loudly, his grin wicked and his eyes sparkling with dark desire. I’ve never seen Niko so happy.

“I don’t think you’re in any position to taunt me,Printsessa”

“I’m not taunting. I’m desperate for you, Niko.”

“Insatiable.”

A multitude of scenarios ran through my head when I asked him to be my boyfriend. Yes, it sounds so high-schoolish, but I’ve never had a boyfriend and for once I’d like to know what it feels like. If I have it my way, Niko will be my first boyfriend, my first fiancé, and my forever husband. Him tearing up? The Bratva Butcher expressed a depth of emotion I never saw coming. And the worry that tinged his voice when he thought he hurt me. This Niko is mine and mine alone. No one else will experience him like this. Caring, sweet, vulnerable. It makes me fall in love with him all over again.

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