one who saved others.
Then why me? Why this? What could I possibly mean to him?
Nikolai thrust a single finger past my swollen folds, the shock of what he was doing pushing me onto my tiptoes. I hadn’t been with a man in at least three years. Even then, the moments of passion had been short lived, leaving me craving something else entirely. Maybe this was what I’d wanted.
No.
Maybe this is what I needed.
Hell, no.
When he shoved a second and third finger inside, flexing them open, I cinched my eyes shut, my body swaying. I dug my fingernails into his arms, wondering how my scratches would look on his inked skin. As he thrust hard and fast, I couldn’t believe my pussy clenched around the thick invasion, pulling his fingers deeper inside.
Another wave of common sense kicked in. I couldn’t want this. I didn’t need any complications in my life. I had it all planned out, exactly what I wanted to do. When I attempted a hard punch, he jerked away from the kiss, half laughing and half growling.
“That wasn’t very nice.”
“Who said I was a nice girl?”
“I’ll keep that in mind,” he huffed then yanked first one arm then the other over my head, easily able to wrap one of his massive hands around both of my wrists. He’d pinned me against the wall and even when I shifted my hips from side to side, trying to find an angle to thrust my knee against him, he was far too strong. “Don’t fight me, Chloe.”
“What are you doing?”
He dragged his tongue around my lips, sliding the tip across my jaw to my earlobe, nipping my tender tissue. Then he whispered, the stark and husky words ones I’d never forget.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
How was this happening? Everything became a blur, the various sounds as he freed his cock as if I was standing away from my body, watching the lurid, filthy action unfold. Even though I was titillated by what he was doing, the repulsion was even more significant, my blood pressure rising. I blinked several times in an effort to focus, concentrating on the pulsing fluorescent light attached to the ceiling.
This had to be a nightmare and nothing more. I was dreaming. I would awaken.
When I felt his cockhead pressing against my swollen folds, I knew otherwise. This was very real.
Nikolai didn’t hesitate or pretend as if foreplay would matter. He plunged the entire length of his shaft inside, the force slamming me hard against the wall.
Breathless with anger and fear, excitement and uncertainty, I was unable to hold back a series of moans. He was so big, his cock requiring my muscles to accept his thick girth.
“Oh. Oh. Oh.”
He seemed fueled by my guttural sounds, pulling out and driving into me again.
And again.
There was no chance at breathing, no ability to do anything but take what he demanded from me.
And he wanted it all.
He yanked one leg around his thigh then the other, keeping me in midair. As he rolled onto the balls of his feet, he shoved me up and down the wall like a ragdoll. His power was undeniable, his hunger unlike anything I’d ever read about or seen in a movie.
He’d become nothing more than a carnal beast.
His animalistic growls filtered into the air, the heat of his body becoming oppressive. I tossed my head from side to side, doing everything I could to pretend I wasn’t excited. But he was taking me to places I’d never been before, dragging me toward the point of no return. I couldn’t understand why my every cell and muscle in my body was white-hot.
Nikolai was a true savage, grinding into me with brutal force, never letting me catch my breath. I knew I’d be a broken woman when he finished, incapable of salvaging my sanity.
Or my soul.
He ripped them apart with every thrust of his cock.
He was also driving me to an orgasm. There was no way to prevent my body’s final act of treachery. I opened my eyes wide, trying to scream but there was only a breath of hot air rolling up from my lungs. As my muscles clamped and released over and over again, he pulled away, tilting his head until he could stare into my eyes.
Then he issued a wry smile, realizing that as much as I wanted to force him away, I was enjoying the savage act on some heightened level. “Good girl. Come on my cock.”
His words did nothing but toss gasoline