Page 60 of Wild

I fuck up into her, hammering her cunt, hitting bottom each time. In my pocket, I turn the butt plug on low, and she squeals, her cunt squeezing me hard as I sink my teeth into her jugular.

It’s a swift, hot coming together, and it doesn’t take long until she’s pulsating, her cunt clamping down on me, and I come, too.

I spurt every drop into her, and then I pull out and find the dildo. I push it back up into her, into place, so my cum stays trapped inside her. I like the idea of me being inside her in some way for the rest of the party.

“Nikolai,” she whispers as I let her down and pull her panties back in place. “You’re a very bad man.”

“I know. Now, I’m with you tonight, even when I’m not.”

She grabs me then and kisses me hard and fast. “I fucking love you, Niko.”

“And you’re my entire fucking world, Rose.”

We head out to the party, and this time, when we enter the grand room, the music and chatter jerks me back to reality from our private moment. It reminds me of what’s really at stake here, and the fear of losing her—really losing her—sinks its teeth in.

I try not to think about it, but before I can walk off to speak to people, I draw her close. “Rose, do your thing. Listen. Things are going to go down, and heads are going to have to roll.”

“Tonight?”

“No, but there’s someone who’s not making himself overtly known in Queenstown, making moves.” Popov. That’s where things point. “He’s amassed allies, and we need to know who to take them out.”

She doesn’t ask what I mean; she just readjusts her mask. “I’m there.”

I should argue, I know. I should lay down rules, but that bloodlust from earlier, in her voice now, it all appeals to me. Before I can say anything, she speaks again.

“Don’t worry about me. I’m evolving, but I’m not about to become evil. You need me, Niko. You need my good so you don’t lose your way.”

And then she turns and walks off.

Fuck. That’s my Rose.

My downfall.

My everything.

* * *

I’m fucking exhausted. We’re home, and most of the household is asleep, including Rose. I’ve been working with Tony on our plans when I get a text from Garcia. I go up to our room, where Rose is wrapped in a tangle of sheets.

She stirs, blinking sleepily. “More sex.”

I don’t know if it’s a question, an ask, or a demand. “Go back to sleep, Rose.”

“Too much for you, Niko?”

I laugh. “Never.”

No one speaks to me like this woman. No one. She’s the only one I allow to do so.

I cross and lay down, smoothing her hair as she presses her naked body into my clothed one. “Come to bed.”

“We have an event tomorrow.”

“More parties?”

“The trials of upcoming nuptials.” It isn’t. It’s something else. “But I won’t be around tomorrow. I’ve got something to do. So, behave, and I’ll see you for the party.”

I kiss her and get up. It takes me minutes to change into jeans and a sweater; then, I grab my small bag and head down to meet Garcia.

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