Fall in love with an assassin

Chapter 17

Nikolaj kissed her for a few seconds, letting her fall into a deep sleep. He pulled away from her as soon as he was certain she was completely unconscious. He just laid on top of her, supported by his arms, watching her. Now the pain in his shoulder had completely disappeared and he knew exactly why...

He knew the decision he was about to make would have slowly eaten him up alive, but he knew very well he couldn't hurt her in the condition she was in. Although the animal inside of him tried to overhang him, the feelings he had for Belle, which had finally rendered him more of a man than an assassin, made him pull away from her.

I want more, Belle. He thought staring at her. I don't want this... I want to be able to look at you into the eyes and feel you move on top of me. I want to watch you dance like that night at the Poseidon and be able to hear your voice."

He lifted her up in his arms holding her head so she wouldn't get hurt and pulled away the blanket. He laid her head on the pillow and covered her with the quilt. He then got in bed alongside her. Nikolaj moved his hand behind her back trying to find the bra hook. As soon as he found it, he unhooked it and slipped it off. He did the same with her underwear, biting his lip for being so close to his stunning gift wrapped only in a light bed sheet without being able to unwrap it.

He laid down beside her without brushing against her. He wished, with all his heart, he could pull away the bed sheet and touch her.

He stopped a moment to think. What the hell is going on? Damn you, Nikolaj! You are becoming a completely different person.

He stared at her bare shoulders and couldn't help brushing his fingers against her.

After all she has caused me, I have the right to do this and even more! He thought grabbing her hips with one hand, his head supported by his arm. He glued himself to her back. He could feel the heat of her body. He let his hand wander on her belly, brushing her skin with the tip of his fingers. Being so close to her and knowing she was completely naked was driving him literally crazy. Myriads of thoughts passed in front of his eyes. He couldn't pull himself away from her soft, warm skin.

He brushed his lips against her shoulders and then on the back of her neck, moving slowing downwards along her spinal cord. He covered himself entirely with the bed sheet and began to feel flushed. He stopped at her hip and bit a piece of her skin, savoring her smell and flesh. He kissed and bit her until her skin had a red mark. He decided to leave more red marks on her skin and, in the same way, he kissed her belly and neck.

When he had finished, he could still taste her on his lips. He slipped his arm under Belle's, placing it on top of her hip and closed his eyes, waiting for her to awaken so that her punishment could finally begin.

When Belle opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was a hand on the mattress next to her face, which wasn't hers. She opened her eyes wider, trying to focus, and realized that Nikolaj's arm was acting as a pillow. She had slightly moved when a sharp pain on her face reminded her of what had happened. She brought her hand up to her face and noticed it was warmer than usual. She had slightly turned around when she saw Nikolaj's other arm on her belly. Just then, she realized she was naked and the only thing that was covering her was the bed sheet which was pinching her sensitive spots.

She just laid there, immobile, staring into the emptiness while memories rushed through her mind, almost giving her a headache. Nikolaj realized she was awake; moved on the top of her and began kissing her cheeks. Belle couldn't move; she felt her stomach twist and turn. Her hands suddenly became ice cold. She would have wanted to run to the bathroom and lock herself in there in order not to be neither seen nor touched in that state.