How dare he ask that! If only he knew what Jason has done to you, he'd put a bullet in Jason's head himself.
My demon raging, I try and break free but he grips tighter. With my free arm a right hook flies towards his face but he catches my fist before it connects. His eyes wide with shock as he looks at me like I am a monster. I instantly regret it the second I see his face staring back at me. Releasing my arm, my hand goes to cover my mouth.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
I try to take a step back away from him but his grip on me is firm. I don't want to hurt him again. I know that he stopped me from actually hitting him but his eyes said enough.
"I've tried." The anger and desperation evident in my voice.
To my surprise he pulls me to his chest and wraps his arms around me. His face nuzzles into my hair and takes a deep breath. "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you. I just needed to know, especially after..." His voice trailing off. I can tell he thought I stopped him before because I was still in love with Jason but that couldn't be further from the truth.
"I stopped you because he is going to kill us both after what happened."
Nikolai's hand caresses my hair as he looks down at me, "I will kill anyone who tries to take you from me." He coos, his hands firmly placed on either side of my face. It's odd that a threat that holds so much weight could be so calming. I try to break free, unable to hold his gaze any longer. He releases me as my eyes drop to the floor, biting my lip, unsure of what to say. Placing his hand under my chin like he always does. I look up to him through wet lashes. "Do you understand what I just said? You saved me, Angel. And I will go to the ends of the earth to protect you." He says, certain in his words.
He leans down slowly inching closer to my face. His eyes watching mine as if he thought at any moment I would stop him. Seconds feel like hours until finally I can't wait any longer. My hand grabs him by the back of his head as I yank him down, crashing him onto my lips. He is surprised by my brazen move, his lips frozen for a moment before he realizes what has happened. Suddenly his hand cups my faces as his tongue traces along my lower lip before parting my mouth open. My tongue meeting his as they dance around our mouths. I press my body firmly into his, I just want more.
Nikolai's hands are everywhere at once, grabbing at my body trying to close any minuscule distance between us. His hands grip under my ass as he picks me up effortlessly. It feels like I am floating for a brief second until my back slams into the wall behind us. The weight of his chest pressing into mine leaves me gasping between kisses. His fingers brush up my body leaving goosebumps along my skin. He pulls away from my face as his fingers wrap around my neck. Licking his lip as he takes a breath. His blue grey eyes darken as they fill with lust.
"You are mine. You have been mine since the moment I laid eyes on you. From the moment you killed for me. No one shares what we have. Do you understand how hard it was to leave after we kissed? When all I wanted was to stay with you and never leave your side."
Our eyes locked as he presses his forehead against mine. "The number of times I replayed that night in my mind. What could have been." His lips move to my ear, his hot breath lingering as he speaks. "How badly I wished I would have just taken you on the conference table."
His voice holds so much power over me, my body aching to please him. I don't know what to say but I think my eyes say it all. His thumb caresses my throat gently, when suddenly his grip on my neck tightens. "I need you to respond, Angel. I need to hear how much you want me. I need to know that I'm not crazy and that you feel this too." He murmurs into my ear as I crave the sensation of his lips on my neck. I stretch my neck slightly under his grip to look up at him.
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Overthrown
RomanceMichelle *Mitch* Collins went to the Lion's Den that night to blow off some steam and bash in some heads. She didn't expect to save the fight club's new owner from being drugged and kidnapped by the Italian mob-or that he'd be Nikolai Volkov, the Ru...