Ice & Prejudice

Chapter 48

Nik's POV:

Sitting on the plane, I couldn't help but feel like I was on top of the world. Victoria Winters was asleep next to me, her head leaning against the window, completely unaware of the effect she had on me. The morning light made her look almost angelic, but let's be real-there was nothing innocent about the thoughts running through my head. I glanced at her swollen lips, still pink and perfect from the hours we'd spent making out in that snow cabin. My lips quirked into a smirk. She was mine. Or at least, she would be. I'd make sure of it the second we were back on campus.

The thought of making it official, of staking my claim on her in front of everyone, made my chest swell with pride. I leaned back in my seat, still riding the high from this morning. That kiss-it wasn't just a kiss. It was a declaration, a promise. And I knew, right then and there, that I was completely hooked. Done for. Victoria had me wrapped around her little finger, and she didn't even know it yet.

Fuck, I couldn't get over how stunning she was. Her hair a little messy, cheeks flushed from sleep, and those lips... God, those lips. I'd give anything to kiss her again right now, to pull her close and remind her that she was mine. I could still feel her fingers tangled in my hair, the way she'd pulled me closer like she couldn't get enough. And the best part? Neither could I.

Fuck, she was stunning. I'd make sure everybody knew she was mine once we're back on campus, I'd broadcast it if necessary.

As we made our way back, I couldn't stop thinking about her. The way she'd taken control last night-hell, I'd never let anyone do that before. But with her, it just felt right. Like I could let go for once. And now, all I wanted was more. More of her, more of those moments where it was just us, where the world faded away and it was only Victoria and me.

I shot her a sideways glance, my smirk widening as I thought about how she'd probably freak out if she knew just how much I was planning. I wanted everything with her. I wanted her in my bed every night, waking up next to me every morning. I wanted to see her sitting at my dining table, wearing one of my shirts, her hair still a mess from the night before. I wanted to argue with her, to laugh with her, to build a life with her. Five kids, at least-that's what I pictured. All with her smile, her fire.

Was it crazy? Maybe. But I didn't care. I was Nikolai Wolves, and when I wanted something, I fucking got it. And right now, I wanted Victoria Winters more than I'd ever wanted anything in my life. I drummed my fingers on the armrest, the energy inside me bubbling up, almost too much to contain.

I shot her a sideways glance, smirking as I remembered the way she'd taken control last night, how she'd moved on top of me, her eyes filled with determination, her touch setting me on fire. I'd never let a girl take control like that before, but with her, it felt right. It felt like I could let go, like I didn't have to be the one in charge all the time. And I could tell that it was a big step for her, that it was important.

And hell, if that wasn't the best makeout session of my life. I'd gladly let her take the lead if it meant we could have more nights like that.

I couldn't stop grinning like an idiot, thinking about how lucky I was that the cabin had cold water. That cold shower had been a lifesaver because if I hadn't cooled off, my erection would've probably poked a hole in my pants. But even then, even freezing under that ice-cold water, I couldn't stop thinking about her, about how much I wanted her, about how I was completely, head-over-heels in love with her.

And that kiss-God, that kiss had sealed the deal. I was hooked. Done for. There was no going back.

My fingers itched to reach out, to touch her, to remind myself that she was real, that this wasn't just some incredible wet dream. But I didn't want to wake her, not yet. I wanted her to sleep peacefully, to rest after the madness of the past day.