“I will. I promise. You belong to me, brave little songbird. You’re a survivor, you’ve been through a lot and now I’m going to take care of you. You’re my wife now. Say you’re my wife and that’s where your allegiance lies. With me.”
“You were ListeningToHer, all along?” she double checks. “You tracked me down, you basically stalked me, you plotted to get me into your bed, and killed anyone who tried to hurt me.”
“Yes. And I’m not going to apologise for it.” If that’s where she’s going with this—
“Then how can I not be loyal to you?”
The tension in my chest eases.
“My allegiance has been with you every minute since yours has been with me, Nik. You kept me sane. You supported me when I thought I couldn’t go on. Iloveyou.”
My heart stops.
“You love me?” I assumed I’d have to wait far longer for her to return my love. Definitely for her to tell me she loved me.
She gulps, and nods, uncertainty in her expression, like she’s worried that she’s taken a step too far.
Ha.
She has no idea how far my obsession and love for her goes. It’s more infinite than the stars.
“And do you trust me?”
A slow smile catches her lips and spreads across her face. “I trust you, husband. Take me.”
10
LOTTE
“Say it again.”
I stretch my arms up over the pillows in a gesture of surrender. “Please.”
A growling purr rumbles from his chest as he lowers his head to where my breasts are exposed, pulled up high. A kiss makes me gasp, then he’s laving, torturing, sending sparks over my skin and right down to where I’m aching with need for him.
“That’s very good, ptichka,” he murmurs as he gathers up my offered hands. He settles his weight over me, both my hands pinned by one of his, his chest over my breasts and his hips on mine. I wriggle my legs outwards, and tilt my hips until the rounded head of his hard cock is at my entrance, and his knees are between my thighs.
I’m utterly caught and it’s the best feeling in the world.
My folds part as I writhe beneath him more. I’m desperately seeking more of him. And friction to my aching clit.
Nikolai’s eyes narrow. “My perfect little slut, you’re enjoying being held down, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I admit.
“I’m going to thrust my whole cock into your virgin pussy as punishment. I will make you scream.”
Arousal spikes from my belly to my throat.
“I’m yours.” I want him so much. I need him close. Closer. I can’t bear all the distance between us. I’d cut open my chest to put my beating heart against his if I could. Or if that was sane in any way, shape, or form.
But helovesme. He’s been the one encouraging me and caring, making me smile and comforting me all along. I’ve been his little songbird from the moment we first messaged each other, and it’s impossible to express with words how much ListeningToHer has been a part of the confidence that eventually led to insisting my father took me to meet with the head of Edmonton. Sure, Nik planted that thought. But he also fed the belief that I could do it when I had no reason to believe in myself.
“Tell me if it hurts,” he whispers against my lips, as though he’s sharing a secret, just between the two of us, hidden from our more ruthless selves, before silencing me with a hard kiss.
It’s a kiss that allows no room for questions, until he lifts his head to stare into my eyes as he presses onto my folds, saying more loudly, “Take my big cock like a good girl.”
I nod. Slowly, so slowly, he pushes in. He’s clearly too large, and splitting me open. There’s a pinch and OMG he’stoo much. He’s going to make a permanent hole in me.
