Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 62488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62488 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 312(@200wpm)___ 250(@250wpm)___ 208(@300wpm)
I shook my head on the pillow.
“No,” I moaned.
“Good. I’ll be the first,” he growled. “And the last.”
I agreed wholeheartedly.
How anyone would ever leave this man’s bed was beyond me.
I wasn’t naïve. I knew he wasn’t a virgin…but he would’ve had to practically kick me out of his bed to get me to leave if he gave half his other conquests this type of treatment.
A sharp slap on the side of my ass had me gasping, and my eyes opening wide.
Then my heart rate picked up as I looked around at my new world.
I wasn’t seeing in color, per se. I was seeing in shades of colors.
The room around me was a deep solid purplish black while where Nikolai was between my thighs and colored in shades of orange, yellows, and reds.
“Don’t think about me with other women,” he said, stretching his tongue out to flick just the very tip of my clit.
I swallowed and nodded.
“What am I seeing?” I asked, concern evident in my voice.
“I don’t know,” he growled. “What are you seeing?”
He ran his tongue up the inside of my thigh until he reached my hip bone, then nipped me sharply before moving back up again.
“Colors. Different shades of colors,” I explained breathily.
He was now at my tits, which he glided over with smooth, single-minded focus.
“Infrared. I can make myself see heat signatures…and obviously you’ve picked up on that power, too,” he explained.
I closed my eyes, suddenly not caring about anything but the way it felt to have his cock lined up at my entrance.
“You’re sure?” he asked.
I nodded, biting my lip as I did.
“Yes,” I hissed.
He didn’t waste any time thrusting inside.
He filled me only half way before he had to back out.
Then wasted no time thrusting back inside again.
My man was anything but a procrastinator.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “Fuck yes. You feel so tight around my cock.”
I bit my lip, trying to keep the wail that wanted loose out of my throat.
He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine, giving me my first taste of me.
It was salty and a little bit sweet, making me deepen the kiss.
He hitched one of his arms underneath one of my legs and held it in place while he started to really thrust hard inside of me.
In and out.
In and out.
Solid strength and sinewy muscle meeting the softness of my ass and thighs.
I gloried in the way my pussy stretched for him, stretching around him like I was made to fit him and only him.
I would’ve never thought it possible to take such a large cock into such a tiny entrance, but Nikolai proved me wrong as he finally bottomed out completely inside of me.
His wiry pubic hairs rasped deliciously against my engorged clit, making the moan finally slip free of my lips.
“Yesssss,” I yelled. “Harder.”
He gave it to me harder, filling me up and emptying me almost as fast as I could think it.
In and out.
Hard and tight.
My pussy clamped down on his invading cock, and suddenly I was no longer in this world anymore. I was skyrocketed to some alternate universe where only orgasms of this caliber existed.
“Yes. Oh, God, yes!” I shrieked.
Nikolai grunted, his cock twitching as his own release followed mine.
He cursed as he tried in vain to pull out, but my pussy was having none of that.
It seemed to cling to his dick, refusing to let it go for anything.
He filled me up, hot spurts of cum filling me so completely that I wasn’t sure I could ever get completely free of him.
He growled, then collapsed on my chest, giving me his weight as his strength left him.
I held him, wrapping my arms around his neck as I breathed in his scent.
My heart rate calmed, and I finally allowed myself time to think.
“We’re bad,” I said after a while.
He chuckled and took me with him as he rolled, allowing me to come to a rest directly on top of him.
“Yeah, we’re bad,” he agreed.
Chapter 9
Cut myself shaving, and all I have are Hello Kitty Band-Aids. My balls look silly.
-E-card
Nikolai
My brother gave me a smirk as I walked into the kitchen the next morning.
“You missed our sparring session,” he murmured around a sip of coffee.
I grunted.
“Sure did,” I agreed, walking around the kitchen island to the coffee pot, and the coffee cups above it.
I pulled out one that said, ‘I’m a bear without coffee’ and filled it up to the brim with hot, refreshing, life altering coffee.
“You look almost…happy,” he surveyed.
I shrugged, even though I was that. Happy.
I was so happy I could barely breathe without letting out an excited chuckle.
I was acting like a fifteen-year-old girl, but I’d been waiting for last night for long, long months.
“So you wanna make that up now, or later?” he asked me.
I looked at my watch.
“Now. I have some work I need to do later this afternoon,” I explained, leaning my hips against the counter in much the same position as Keifer had taken up.