Once Upon His December

Chapter 21 - Yield

Kira

I opened my mouth to question his meaning.  Nikolai quickly silenced me by pressing his lips to mine.  First a sharp inhale from surprise then a soft moan of delight escaped. 

I closed my eyes, easily melting against him.  Nikolai's arms tightened around my waist.  My hands slid up his bare chest to encircle his neck and lightly play with his hair.

Our lips massaged and tongues danced wholeheartedly together.  Nikolai's hands roamed my sides and back. His fingers gripped my waist when I nipped his bottom lip.  He let out a low growl of approval.

Pulling back, my teeth scraped his lips.  Nikolai groaned again louder. He dragged his lips across my cheek, to my jaw then up to my ear where he nibbled like I had his lip.  The soft whimpering moans I made encouraged him on.

"Kira," Nikolai whispered huskily into my ear.  He nipped and kissed the lobe.  My body shuddered against his.  "Tell me now if you don't want this."

"I do," I moaned.  My fingers curled and gripped into his hair.  My stomach flipped at his attention.

"Yield to me, моя принцесса," (My princess) he offered breathily into my ear.

"Yes," I moaned. One hand wandered down his chest, over his firm abs to his stomach.  I determinedly tugged at his belt.  "I yield to you."

Now it was Nikolai's turn to take in a sharp breath.  I felt it right by my ear.  I grinned triumphantly.  For once I had drawn that reaction form him.  Nikolai let out his breath shakily then grinned himself. 

He kissed his way down my neck, sucking hard at the apex of my shoulder.  With great vigor, Nikolai tugged at the ties at the back of my dress.  Slowly, achingly slowly, he slipped his flattened hand down my back.

I slipped my arms out of the sleeves allowing my lovely pink dress to pool at my feet.  Nikolai kissed from my neck to my shoulders and every inch of newly exposed skin along my chest.  He didn't even miss the tops of my supple breasts aching to be released from my corset.

Gripping under my rear, Nikolai lifted me off the floor and away from the dress.  He carried me back to the couch where he laid me down on my back, slipping a pillow under my head. 

Iron gray eyes, dark with his raging desire locked onto mine equally as fired.  I stretched my arms above my head, exposing myself to his next whim in an open invitation.

The trust gifted in that movement made Nikolai claim my lips again hungrily with his.  He dominated this kiss while one hand gripped my hip and the other undid the hooks down the center of my corset. One by one he popped them open from the bottom.  Torturously slowly, Nikolai made his way to the top. I inhaled sharply against his lips, arching my back to let him pull the corset away.  Without hesitation, it joined my dress on the floor.

Now just in my thin petticoat dress, I could feel his warm body pressed to mine. Including his arousal pushing against my thigh.  It was raging, throbbing and firm.  Ready to invade and claim me as his.  I was ready to allow him.

"I have wanted this," Nikolai groaned against my lips. I smirked my agreement. "For so long,"

His sinful hand pulled the skirt of my petticoat up toward my hips, pulling my underwear away.  Those joined the growing pile collecting on the floor.  I parted my legs to let him settle between.  Nikolai chuckled a growl.

"Ahh, Your Grace," I moaned. His hand glided up my inner thigh until his knuckles brushed my moist center.

Nikolai groaned at hearing his title from my lips.  He crushed his mouth hotly to mine.  This kiss was firm and punishing.  He pulled back, leaving me breathless.  His fingers teased, and left a hot trail of kisses back up to my ear.