Page 21 of Nikolai Petrov

When the halves of my shirt spread, he pushes the silken fabric from my shoulders and peppers my collarbone with tender touches of his lips. “What he does not know is that you’re mine.”

His voice sounds so firm, but I wonder if this is still a charade that we play. “Yours? But, you keep having to save me. What good am I?” My eyes squeeze the tears back and I let the feel of him undressing me take over my thoughts.

The clip holding my bra closed releases between his fingers and his mouth closes over one of my exposed nipples. A sharp nip of his teeth shocks my eyes back open. Glancing down at the top of his dark head that is sprinkled with gray, it draws my hands and I find myself running my nails through the tousled length.

“I’ll save you every time and kill a thousand men.” His lips move lower to my belly as his hot hands grip my waist. “They just don’t know you’re mine, yet. Once I put a child in you and a ring on your finger, they’ll know not to touch you.”

“A what?” My stomach quivers at his words. He can’t be serious, can he?

The cool air raises goosebumps on my naked skin. His hands leave me as he begins to shed his own dark clothes.

“You heard me. Something snapped in me tonight, little bird. I don’t want you out of my sight. Ever.” The bare heat of his body presses against mine. Swollen proof of his desire rages stiffly against my stomach.

Steaming water pours over us as he knots his hands into my hair.

“Ever?” Does he really want me? A sheltered girl?

“Oh, my love. You can leave if you want, I’m not locking your cage. But, I’ll protect you and worship you as long as you’ll let me.” His hands caress soapy hot water over my skin in long strokes up and down my body.

I feel as if I’m burning from the inside out. “You make me feel so special. Coveted. I do love it.” I don’t dare tell him how deeply I’ve already fallen. How my every thought circles back to him.

He works a lather down my breasts and between my legs, lingering to rub fiery circles around my clit. “If you stay, I want my hands to live here, buried against your soaked pussy. My pussy. I claim it.” A smile teases his lips as his touch builds a ball of electricity in my core.

Pants escape me and my forehead drops against his chest. “Yes, daddy. It’s yours.”

With a growl, he tilts my face to his and possesses my mouth with his while his hand works faster between my thighs.

Ripples of tightening pleasure work their way through my limbs. When he plunges a finger into me, a shivering cry escapes as waves of ecstasy roll over me.

“That’s it. Come for me, baby girl. No one else will ever make you feel as good as I do.” Still lodged within me, he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

I’m still buzzing from my climax as he lays me on the bed.

“Do you know what you make me want to do?” He steps away from the bed and disappears into his walk-in closet.

“What?” I know he can hear me. My body gyrates against the silk sheets in a luxurious stretch. I just feel so damnedgood.

His grin is lecherous when he reappears. Two of his finest ties are draped over his engorged hard on, trailing to his knees like fabric tentacles.

A leather belt is folded in his hand.

“I want to tie you up and keep you for myself. To fuck you so hard, you’ll be too exhausted to want to leave.” He snaps the belt between his hands, sending a thrill of excitement through me that makes my heart race.

“Tie me up?” Should I be scared? He’s never made me fearful, and I certainly don’t feel it now. I’m more interested than I thought I would be.

“If you insist.” He straddles my hips, tossing the belt aside and pinning my legs to the bed. His fingers are a practiced blur as he knots each tie around my wrist and stretches me, fastening me to the headboard so my arms are spread. They aren’t too tight, and I can move around a bit, but I’m at his mercy now.

His light brown eyes crinkle as he smiles down at me. “Now, I seem to have a fondness today for this position. It makes me want to pierce your belly with my cock until my cum spills out of you.” He leans over to find my mouth with his, invading me with his tongue. Angling himself, the tip of his hard dick digs into my lower stomach just below my belly button.

“Right there,” he breathes. “I want my cock right there, deep in your womb.” I can feel the heat of his knees working their way alongside my ribs until they’re braced under my arms. When he sits up, he stares down at his length resting against my cheek.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Natalia.” His thumb strokes my cheek lightly, then pushes his hand behind my head. “Now, be a good little girl, and take a taste of all those babies daddy’s going to put in you.”

The purple head of his engorged erection bounces just out of reach, making a little ball of frustration form in my gut. I want to make him feel good. He makes me feel so amazing, it’s only fair that I can make him feel the same.

“Please, daddy?” Licking my lips, I meet his eyes. “I want it.” My thighs squeeze together. I’m already feeling the need for him to fill me. The moment in the shower feels like just an appetizer, and he’s teasing me with the main course.

A groan works its way from him and I can feel the quiver run through his legs where they frame me.

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