Page 13 of Nikolai Petrov

It’s been too long since I’ve held someone. Fury and revenge fueled my nights for years after my wife was murdered by the Koskovich family.

Now, this delicate flower is threatened by the same animals that ruined my life. There is a part of me that wants to keep her here, pinned beneath me, but safe.

From one cage to the next.

With a final nibble of her neck, I peel myself away. The pink tinge on my softening cock a stark reminder of what she’s lost. “Stay here, I’ll get a warm cloth.”

The cool tile livens my steps to the master bath. Long abandoned, the empty second sink is a stark reminder of the loneliness I’ve lived with for the last ten years.

Scalding water feels like it’s burning my dick off as I wipe the memory of her virginity from my skin, framed by dark curls and the occasional gray hair. I catch my reflection in the mirror. Silver in the temples and more in my beard.

I’m too old for happiness again. But, I shouldn’t wait so long to dip my cock in wet waters. Maybe I wouldn’t feel so protective about her if I had a litany of women in the last few years.

She hasn’t moved much since I left. Curling her hands under her serene looking face, she gives me a small smile when she sees me.

“Open up for me, little bird. Are you sore?” Pushing her knees apart, I watch her face for any glimmer of pain.

“No, I feel really, really good.” She stretches languidly, arching her back and rolling her waist to allow me better access.

Blood tinges the little bit of cum dripping from her. A ravenous part of me demands I give her another long, slow lick before cleaning her up. I taste her, myself and the metallic flavors of her beautiful gift to me.

It’s better than any breakfast my chef could make. But, the rumble in my stomach tells me that I cannot live on sex alone.

“Come. Let us eat and spend the rest of the day in bed. I will do my best to fill you with loads of new memories.”

Chapter Six

Natalia

He’ssodifferentfromthe image my father has painted of him. Nikolai treats me almost with reverence while contorting my body into every possible position.

Nearly a week has passed. I don’t need the vodka anymore to counteract the pill withdrawals. And now, I feel more like myself than I have in years.

“I have a friend that owns a restaurant south of Chicago. She’s agreed to give you a job for a while there since you insist on wanting to get one.” His large hands scoop warm water over my breasts and he teases my nipples with each slow pour.

Nestling against his chest, the jets in the jacuzzi tub send pleasant vibrations over my skin. Enhanced by the burning heat of his body cradling me.

Why do I feel a twinge of jealousy over this mystery woman?

“What if I don’t want to work?” His dick twitches when I squirm my butt against him. It’s only been a little while since our last wild sex-apade, and I’m already craving him again.

As he hardens against my back, I’d say he wants me again, too.

“Mmm, more time to let me continue to feast on you.” His lips find my sweaty neck and he nips the sensitive spot below my ear. “If I have my way, you’d never leave. I’d keep you here filled with cum and a trail of babies following us down the halls.” He cups my breasts sending rivulets of electricity running through my body.

He makes me feel more wanted than anyone ever has. When we’ve talked, the stories he tells me about his family; his eyes light up with such emotion it hurts my chest.

I don’t want to leave the safety of his home, but the ability to have a choice is alluring. “I’ve never done anything for myself before. Isn’t it important that I try it, even for a little while?” His beard tickling over my shoulder pulls a giggle from me. “Although, it is tempting to stay here all day, naked and in bed.”

His laughter is deep and shakes me as it fills the room. “Have I fostered a new addiction? A sex crazed vixen, now?” A glimpse of his darkly tattooed hand sneaks past my vision before his hand closes on my neck and he pulls me back so his lips touch my ear. “Don’t you worry, I’ll be happy to give you a fix whenever you desire. I want to take care of you, little bird.” His thighs squeeze my hips as he pushes closer and then lifts me out of the water.

“Come,” he growls. “There is something I wish to give you before I forget and lose myself in the heat of your thighs.” He steps deftly from the large tub and pulls a soft white towel from the shelf to wrap me within his arms.

He cinches a matching one around his waist and I can’t help but stare at the bulge of his dick beneath the knot as he saunters towards his dresser.

“You don’t have to do all of this, Nikolai. I’ll be forever grateful just for helping me to escape.” A waitressing job won’t be so bad. I’ll get to meet so many new people. It will be wonderful to be in the public and not cloistered in my bedroom.

He waves his hand in an idle gesture and carries a small rectangular box in his other. “For my little stowaway, who I’ll be thankful to for reminding me I’m still a man beneath the monster.”

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