Page 31 of Stalk Me

His gray eyes catch mine, and that predatory smile tells me he knows exactly where my thoughts have wandered. I’m falling into his web willingly and don’t want to stop.

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NIKOLAI

The door clicks shut behind my brothers, leaving Sofia and me alone in her gallery. The tension that’s been building all evening crackles between us. Her breathing is rapid as I stalk her, my control finally snapping.

“I’ve waited long enough.” My voice is rough as I back her against the wall. “Haven’t I been patient,malishka?”

She licks her lips. “Nikolai?—”

Before she can finish, my lips descend over hers, swallowing her gasp. She tastes like the wine we barely touched, sweet and intoxicating. My hands sweep down her sides to capture her hips, molding her against me.

She moans into the kiss, clutching my shirt. When I pull back, her eyes are heavy-lidded, pupils blown wide with desire.

“Say no.” I drag my lips down her throat. “Tell me this isn’t what you want.”

Instead of answering, her back arches, and she tilts her head to give me better access.

“That’s what I thought.” I bite down on the sensitive spot where her neck meets her shoulder, marking her. “Such a good girl for Daddy.”

Her whimper shoots straight to my groin. I slide one hand into her hair, gripping hard enough to make her gasp.

“I had plans,” I murmur against her skin. “Wanted to do this right. Take you to dinner first, court you properly.” My other hand slips under her skirt, finding bare skin. “But I’m done waiting.”

“Please,” she breathes, grinding against my hand.

“Please, what?” I pull back enough to watch her face. “Use your words,malishka. Tell me what you need.”

Her eyes meet mine with that steel I love. “You. I need you.”

That’s all it takes for my remaining control to shatter.

My hands tear at her clothes with barely contained violence, needing to feel her skin against mine. The silk of her dress parts with a satisfying rip. Her gasp of surprise turns into a moan as I trail kisses down her exposed chest.

“Look how responsive you are.” I cup her breasts through the delicate lace of her bra. “So perfect.”

Her fingers fumble with my shirt buttons. I catch her wrists in one hand, pinning them above her head.

“No,malishka.Let me worship you first.”

I unzip her dress with my free hand, letting it pool at her feet. The matching set of black lace makes my mouth water. She stands before me in nothing but lingerie, skin flushed and glowing in the gallery’s dim lighting.

“Beautiful.” I release her hands to unhook her bra, revealing her perfect breasts. “I knew you’d be exquisite.”

Her head falls back against the wall as I take one peaked nipple into my mouth. My teeth graze the sensitive bud, drawing a sharp cry from her throat. My hand slides down her stomach to cup her through damp lace.

“Already so wet for me.” I hook my fingers in the waistband of her panties. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“You,” she gasps as I slowly drag the lace down her thighs. “Only you, Daddy.”

I drop to my knees before her, lifting one leg over my shoulder. The scent of her arousal makes my mouth water. I press a kiss to her inner thigh, making her tremble.

“That’s right,malishka. Mine.”

My tongue finds her center, and she cries out, fingers tangling in my hair. The taste of her drives me wild, sweeter than I imagined. I devour her like a starving man, drinking in every moan and whimper.

Her thighs begin to shake as I work her closer to the edge. I slip two fingers inside her tight heat, curling them just right while my tongue circles her clit.

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