63. Nik

Chapter 63

Nik

“Nik, I almost forgot—I need to talk to you about something really important,” Kat sighs.

Between her legs, my fingers rover. “ Right now ? You’re kidding me, right? I’m still inside you.”

“Remember how you said everyone wants something from you? Well, I do too.”

“Oh, I know, but with you, I’m very eager to give. What can I do for you, kiska ? A new house? You don’t want to live in the penthouse anymore, do you? We can build an estate to your liking. Easy enough.”

She rolls her eyes, pulling me down to whisper in my ear, “I want you to have anal sex with me.”

I inhale sharply, pulling out completely. “I was already ready to burst when I saw you in those garters. And now, as I’m fucking you, you tell me this? You’re a heartless woman. Don’t play games with me. I’m not made of stone.”

“What are you even talking about?”

“You’ve had too much champagne. We’re not doing this when you’re not fully sober. I don’t want to feel like I’m taking advantage of you.” But even as the words leave my lips, my hand wraps around her to squeeze her ass.

“Dmitri says that being a little buzzed is fine for the first time, because it’ll help me relax.”

I groan. “You discussed anal sex with Dmitri?!”

She shrugs. “He was around earlier when I asked A.J. for advice. They tell me I might be the only woman on the island who hasn’t done it.”

Even to my ears, my laugh sounds strained and pained. “I’m sure that’s not true.”

“Apparently, the first time Dmitri did it?—”

“I do not want to hear about that.”

“A.J. says it’s one of her favorite things to do in bed. She told me that once I take it up the back, I’ll never look back.”

“ Kiska …”

“You promised me you’d give me anything I wanted.”

She narrows her eyes at me.

“You did say ‘whatever my wife wants, she gets’, remember?” She grasps my cock, stroking me as she whispers, “Please, Nik, I know you’ll make it so good.”

“I can’t stand the idea of hurting you. We can’t rush into this. I’d need to prepare you.”

“I have a bottle of massage oil in my bag.” Her hand drops to my balls, and she kneads them the way she knows will get me to do anything she wants.

“It’s our wedding night. I don’t want you to hate me in the morning,” I groan.

“You’re my everything—my husband, the love of my life, the future father of my children. I could never, ever hate you.” Her tone reminds me of our first night, when she told me that if I kissed her, she’d be mine.

“Ah, Kat, you’ve just doomed yourself.”

Tonight, I’ll fulfill a fantasy. Sizzling heat courses through my veins, underneath every inch of my skin, burning away some nerves. If we’re doing this, then I want to savor every second fully.

After searching through her bag for the oil, I pull her over the sheets to the edge of the bed. “I want you to straddle me again.” Then I sit down on the mattress, patting my thighs for her to join me.

When she steps over one of my knees, I grab her ass, lifting her above my lap. “Hang on to my shoulders and lean into me. Wrap your arms around me.”

For once, she obeys without hesitation.

“Now, plant your feet on the bed. Don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

Once she does, her pussy presses against my cock. I hiss in a breath as she sighs; she rocks, just as I buck.

Then she shakes her head at me. “Don’t even think about it. Eyes on the prize, mister.”

I loop my arms around her frame, holding her upright. Kat studies me as I squeeze the oil out of the bottle, and the first signs of nervousness show on her beautiful face. A tiny frown forms between her brows as she bites down on her bottom lip. I know her expressions like the back of my hand—that’s how I know she’s feeling exposed. Vulnerable.

But when I tell her, “Now would be the time to tell me to stop,” she doesn’t say a thing.

She trusts me to make this pleasurable. No matter what happens next, we’re going to have the memory of this night forever. But hey, no pressure.

“ I want this, Nik. I’ve wanted it for a long, long time. With you. Only you.”

I shudder and my cock pulses against her wet pussy. Silently, I pour oil at the small of her back.

She shivers as it runs down between her cheeks. “Oh, that feels so nice.”

I flatten my hand on her back, holding her still while keeping my oiled hand free. She shudders against me as I press the pad of my forefinger to her opening, giving her a taste of what’s to come.

Just a little more pressure. Soon, the oil starts to feel warmer, more slippery.

“Take my finger inside you, kiska .” As gently as I can, I push, inching it inside her.

“Oh!” She bucks, sinking her long fingernails into my shoulders.

“Fuck, Kat. You’re so tight.” I kiss and lick her neck. “And you’re all mine .” Hearing that word, she sighs, her nipples stiffening against my chest.

I thrust my finger deeper into her ass, and she grinds her clit against my cock, as if her empty pussy is aching to be filled by it again.

“You can’t do that, kiska . If you use my cock to come, it’ll be over before it starts.”

“Okay. I’ll be good then. Somehow.” With our bodies pressed together, I can feel all the yearning in her softness, can feel how hard she’s fighting the urge to ease her craving against my cock. “Don’t stop now, please. Give me more.”

I use my free hand to drizzle oil around my finger. She gasps when she feels more pressure as I wedge my second finger inside her. “Here you go. Good girl. That’s it.”

Once my knuckles ease in, she moans low, arching her back.

“Ah, you like it, don’t you?” Needing no further encouragement, I sink deeper. “I’ll make this incredible for you.” I pull my fingers almost all the way out, coating them with more oil. Then I press both inside. For what feels like days, I thrust them. Spread them. Turn them around.

“ More , baby. More.” I feel her shudders all over my body. How much more of this can I take? Her pussy’s dripping against my dick. “If your cock isn’t inside me soon, I might die.”

I withdraw my fingers from her. “Then you’re ready for me.” I rub oil over my entire length, my hand shaking as I stroke myself. “I could come for you right now, Kat. On my life, I promise you, this will hurt me, not you.”

She has no idea how close I am to exploding.

“Up you go.” Holding my lubed up cock upright, I maneuver her until she’s poised over it. Then I push the head between her cheeks, against her entrance. With a groan, I lower her, my tip pushing.

She gasps as the first inch demands entry.

When I’m past her ring, I throw my head back, shaking. “ Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. ”

“Nik! Ah! This is just… oh, don’t stop.” I feel her stretching around me, but in her face I see no pain.

She starts to pant, her head lolling back.

“Relax for me.” I cup both her cheeks with my hands, holding her in place. “I’ve got you.”

She shifts her weight to my hands, and I lift her, slowly lowering her down more. “That’s my good girl. You’re taking me so good.” Her acceptance of me is like a caress to my soul.

I’m bombarded by her tightness, heat, and even by the addictive sense of closeness sharing this moment with her brings me. The gentle sway of the sea lulls us, smoothly rocking us back and forth, the cool sea breeze brushing against my skin.

“Talk to me. Tell me I’m not hurting you.”

She scoffs. “Baby, please. Give me more.” She leans forward to lick my parted lips.

I raise her up on my dick before lowering her more. Up. Down. Up again…

“Finger yourself for me. Rub that sweet little pussy like I do, kiska .” My accent is so thick, I can barely understand my own words.

One of her hands dips down to her clit. As I lower her again, she slips two fingers inside, too. “Oh, Nik…” Her head falls back.

I lean down to her breasts, hungry for a taste of her. I pull a hard nipple into my mouth and suck it. Around the peak, I tell her, “Harder, kiska . One more finger. You can take it for me.” I turn to her other breast, rolling her nipple between my teeth.

When she wedges in another finger, I see the shift in her expression—she’s getting closer to climax, but she fights it, determined to make this last.

“You like being fucked this way?” I go even deeper, making her accept more of me as I stretch her.

“Yes, baby, yes. More!”

“You’ll be the death of me! I’ll make you come first, even if it’s the last thing I do.”

“I’m close!”

I lift my head. “Keep playing with your pussy and look at me.” Her eyes meet mine. “I’ve claimed every inch of your body now. You’re mine, Kat. All mine.”

Her lids shutter closed as pleasure builds between us.

“Don’t you dare close your eyes when I’m inside you. Look at me.” My words are nothing but a harsh rasp. “I’m your man. And you’re all mine now. Say it.”

“I-I’m all yours.” I know her well enough by now to be able to tell the double fullness is making it hard for her to think straight.

“There’ll never be anyone else for me but you. And God help us both, there better not be no one else but me for you. Am I making myself clear?” Up…

“Crystal.”

Down… “You should know what you are by now. Say it to your man.” Up again…

Down—until I’m buried to the hilt inside her. “Yours! I’m all yours!” Always and forever.

Her chest turns bright pink, flushed redder than I’ve ever seen it. “That’s right. Good girl. This ass belongs to me. Your sweet little pussy, too. Finger it harder, kiska . I’m the only one who gets to touch you, the only one who gives you pleasure.”

“Ah, Nik!” While she finger-fucks herself, she glances down, and a pained moan escapes her lips.

“Just when I think I can’t possibly love you more… You’re going to drive me crazy before you’re done with me, aren’t you?”

“I’ll never be done with you…”

Lift her up…

Lower her down…

“About to come so hard , Kat.” I time the frantic bucks of my hips to the rhythm of her busy fingers.

“I’m so close!” With each thrust, her breaths grow shallower. “Make me come for you… please, Nik, make me .”

“ Fuck, fuck, FUCK! ” Fingernails digging into her curves, I pull her up to the tip of my cock.

Time stands still as we stare into each other’s eyes, teetering on the edge…

Kat lowers herself, burying all of me in her; I come undone inside her. Grinding up into her, my head falls back, and a scream erupts from my chest.

When she feels the first shot of my come, she sobs, fighting her own orgasm as it rushes her, taking no prisoners and burning everything in its path?—

Too late.

Bliss.

Her core clenches so hard around her fingers I feel the contraction along my length, still deep inside her, as she thrashes on top of me and cries, “ Oh, Nik! ” She shudders and melts against me, no longer in control of her own body.

“ Kiska , I can feel you coming!” My cock jerks inside her again, pumping more of my come until it overflows.

She brushes her lips against mine, softly moaning against them. My tongue intertwines with hers as she draws every single drop out of me.

With a satisfied sigh, she collapses against me.

“My God, Kat.” I rain kisses over her face, murmuring words of adoration—in English or Russian, I couldn’t tell you.

Smiling with affection, she shivers against me. “Thank you, my love.”

I sigh, shaking my head. “You’re thanking me ?” I give her a strained laugh.

She shrugs, then bites on my lip and pulls on it. “When do you think we’ll christen that shower?”

I groan. “Fuck me. Mercy, woman. Give me a second to catch my breath, will you?”

“I get it. You did have a lot to drink at the reception, after all. And at your age?” She winces. “But I’m sure you’ll be able to perform your husbandly duties”—she rotates her hips over my hardening dick—“eventually.”

I slap her ass. “Watch it.”

“For now, I’ll cut you some slack and give you a chance to settle into married life. We’re in this together now—till death do us part, and all that.”

“You’re out of your mind if you think something so trivial as death could keep me away from you. You’re stuck with me until the end of time.”

“We’ll see how you feel a few years from now—when old age catches up to you, and I’m still hungry for more.”

“Unlikely. I have this feeling that even on my deathbed, I’ll crave you to distraction. I can’t wait to spend all of eternity proving it to you.”

Her finger traces a circle on the left side of my chest, just above my heart. “Eternity is a long, long time—even for someone as old as you, Father Time. You might grow sick of me long before then.”

I scoff. “Never.” I grasp her chin and force her to look at me. In a remarkably steady voice, I tell her, “When it comes to us, no amount of time will be enough, but let’s start with forever.”

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