bElena’s /bPOV:

“Niko!” 1 sobbedb, /bmy voice breaking bas /bhe continued his relentless thrusts, each one sending shockwaves through my already overstimted body.

The sensation bhit /bme like a bfreight /bbtrain/b, bcrashing /bover bme /bwith ban /bintensity that left me breathless. My fourth orgasm tore through me, leaving my limbs trembling and my mind a haze of pleasure. He grunted, finally–FINALLY–releasing inside me, the warmth pooling deep bwithin/b. My arms. and legs were too shaky, bmy /bmind too buzzed out to give a damn that he’d actually ejacted inside me

“Are you a fucking horse?” I huffed out, attempting to pull away from him bas /bbsoon /bbas /bhe withdrew. Even the slightest movement caused me to bwince/b, and my face heated up as I felt the liquid trickle out of me.

He chuckled, the sound low and smug. “Why? Because I’m big?”

I rolled my eyes, resisting the urge to smack bthat /bself–satisfied grin off bhis /bbface/b. bHim /bband /bbhis /bego. If I gave bin /bband /bplimented him, it would only inte his already oversized head.

He bhad /bonlye twice, but it took him that long to reach his climas. I almost fell offendeid. Dmitri never listed more than three or four minutes. This guy went on for ten bminutes /bin the first round, and when he took a break to recover, he began eating me out again, making me orgasm for the third time before he was at full mast once more. Then he went on for more than half an hour.

I nced at the digital clock blinking bneon /babove the door. It was almost midnight. We’d been going at it for more

two hours

“Does it usually take you this long to cum!” I couldn’t help but ask. Because if not, then didn’t that mean he didn’t enjoy it?

He arched his bbrows/bb, /ba smirk ying on his lips. “This long? I bwas /bactually faster than I’ve ever been before. Why let me guess, my brother only goes for five minutes?”

I snorted but didn’t answer. I wasn’t going to make fun of Dmitri or badmouth him. I wasn’t that far gone yet.

“You know.” he started

I felt the bed dip, and I bdidn’t /bthink much of it before I found myself being hoisted up into the air and enveloped in his arms again.

“What?” I almost growled, irritation bubbling up I was exhausted and just wanted to sleep after such a hectic day

“I balways /bfeel like you’re somehowparing me to your ex,” he said, his voice quiet but firm.

My eyes widened, but I deflected, “Isn’t that just byou/bb? /bEven now, it was you bwho /bbrought him up.”

Okay, that was a half–lie. Because he was right. I did bpare /bhim to Dmitri often. But unbeknownst to him, he was usually always better. Which didn’t make me feel goodb. /bJust that I had wasted half a decade of my life on hech a bman/b. With nothing bto /bbshow /bfor it.

“Hmm“he trailed off, his expression unreadable.

Niki turned on the bath, the sound of rushing water filling the room. He settled down with me in hisp as the warm water quickly filled the tub I sighed, pulling back slightly, realizing that my home didn’t have a barab. If he actually came to bstay /bwith me, how would he live! I still thought he was joking when he said he’de live with me.

I would just have to figure out a way to make this work. Maybe go bback /band forth. I knew bthat /bwould be exhausting with bwork /band university, but 1 couldn’t leave either of them. Not just because mom would be against me not having ba /bsource of ie, but also because I myself couldn’t bring myself to just spend bNiki’s /bmoney without having any of my own. Expecially when I knew this bmarriage /bwould only bst /bba /bbyear/b.

if the bwas /bbeing serious. He wouldn’tst a day in our house.

After that, even if he paid all my debis ording bto /bthe contract, it’s not like I wouldn’t have to work. So better bnot /bto be too spoiled. Well, anyways,

He looked at me, a curious bexpression /bon his face. “Why ar

‘are youughing?”

I shook my head. mile tugging at my lips as I bthought /babout it. The idea of him in my tiny apartment, trying bto /bfit hisrger–than–life presence into my modeu spare, bwas /bamusing

Uknowingly, I drifted off to sleep, the warmth of the water and bhis /bembrace lulling me into slumber.

When my eyes opened next, a loud banging noise startled me awake. I sat up abruptly, turning around to see Niki, who had been asleep beside me, wake up bas /bwell, looking annoyed with his hair mussed up.

“Is there a turf in the house?” I gasped, my heart pounding.

Niki paused bas /bthough listening to the loud footsteps, then he snorted. “In a way, yes. Here to steal ba /bpeaceful night’s sleep,” he growled, getting

8:41 PM

out of bed. He was in grey sweats and nothing else, while I looked down to find myself in matching grey shorts and a softer–than–I–bhad/b–ever- touched cotton white tank top. Myst memories were of drifting off to sleep in the bathtub.

Had he dressed me when I fell asleep!

Dmin’s voice echoed through the house, screaming my name as I heard the loud steps on the staircase. My eyes widened. “You’ve got to be Lidding me. Why does he have ess to your home!! I couldn’t help but ask Niki, I wasn’t ready to face Dmitri. Not like this. Actually. I wasn’t ready to bface /bhim at all after what he’d said in front of everyone earlier at the wedding. I wanted nothing to do with him.

I prayed bthat /bhe would get lost and not find the room.

Unfortunately for bme/bb, /bGod almost never listens.

He started pounding on the door loudly. “Open the fucking door!”

My heart dropped.

AD

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