The Russian's Captive (The Captive Series Book 2) (6 page)

“Damn it! You couldn’t wait until I left to contact him, could you?” Nikolai screamed when he walked into the room. He hurried up to her as she tried to hide the phone from him.

“I wasn’t trying to contact Claudio,” she denied. Her nervousness gave away that she was lying to him or so he believed, which only infuriated him further. Nikolai wrapped his strong arms around her and pulled it from her grasp.

“Don’t lie to me. Damn it,” Nikolai roared furiously.

“Just give me back my phone and go back to your mistress,” she said as she looked at him with disgust.

“That’s it. I’ve had enough,” Nikolai snarled before picking her up, throwing her over his shoulder, and carrying her back to their bedroom. He threw her onto the bed in anger. She landed with a bounce and no small amount of fear. She scrambled backwards until she hit the headboard.

“I don’t have a mistress, and I haven’t had one in three years.”

“You…”

“What? You think I’m lying? I took a walk with Sergei right now. He thinks you must care for me, if you are upset thinking I’d betray you with some other broad.”

Bianca didn’t respond because she wasn’t sure if she should admit her feelings to him.

“What?” He noticed she was looking at him strangely. “Are you afraid of me?”

“Nikolai, you aren’t into the bondage thing, are you?”

He laughed. “That is what you are concerned about? Why?”

“You said I would pay for my behavior, and you’re so big and strong,” she said with a shrug.

“Weak men need to tie a woman up. I want to fuck into your heat while you touch me. I want you to claw at me because my cock is too large for you to handle.” He threw off his shirt and pants before climbing onto the bed with her in just his boxers.

Again, Bianca couldn’t say anything. She could only look at Nikolai with eyes that were full of hunger. Nikolai growled before taking her mouth with his, slipping his tongue into her mouth and gliding it around with hers. Their tongues tasted each other before he moved down to her neck, kissing and nibbling her jaw.

“Mm…” she moaned and slid her hands into his hair, caressing his scalp before tugging on his short, light brown hair.

“Ahh…” she sighed as Nikolai slipped his hand inside her pants and into her wet panties. He touched her core, rubbing his two fingers along her outer lips, feeling her wetness seep onto his hand.

“You’re so wet, Bianca. You can’t resist the pleasure I bring you. I won’t resist your offering either. I hunger for you,” he moaned as he felt her squeeze his fingers.

Nikolai needed to move it along before he lost control. Jumping up, he quickly stripped them both bare and gazed down at his Bianca. “Perfection,” he uttered with conviction and lust consuming his thoughts. Her breasts tantalized him beyond comprehension.

Bianca licked her lips as she openly admired her captor’s physique. She would ignore the doubts and let him own her. Bianca knew her fantasies of the past wouldn’t come true, but she still desired him, the need engulfing her to the point of insanity. She needed him more than anything at this moment and wasn’t going to let anything stand in the way of his possession.

She reached up as he lay above her and caressed his rough face. “Please.”

He looked down on her and smiled at her plea. He was more than ready to own her. The six weeks had played havoc on his mind and heart. He needed to remove all traces of Santini from her skin and mind. Nikolai opened her thighs and placed his cock toward her entrance. He looked down at her dark hairs that glistened with her sweet liquid. Nikolai rubbed himself up and down her mound, turning her on more and more. He paused and looked deeply into her eyes.

“You’re mine,” he growled before penetrating her untouched womb. Nikolai felt the moment he’d barreled through her innocence. Between the sounds of ripping and her cries, Nikolai felt triumph and guilt. Confused, he pulled back and rose up to look at her, but he didn’t leave her warmth.

Pausing, he closed his eyes and absorbed what just happened, then he asked, “Why? Why didn’t you tell me? Why did you give it to me?”

Bianca refused to look at him. Nikolai knew she was embarrassed to answer right now, and he didn’t want to stop. He gripped her chin and turned her to face him.

“Bianca, we’ll talk about this later, but for now, I’ll try to make this good for you, my love.” Nikolai started to rock into her tight womb, but she would need more to bring her back after the pain and embarrassment. Kissing her lips, he whispered words of admiration and desire for her. “You’re so beautiful, my Bianca. I want to feel you squeeze on to my cock like you’re greedy.” He moaned when she did just that.

His hands went into her hair and to her breast simultaneously, playing with her nipple before pinching down on it. To ease the pain, he took her nipple into his mouth and sucked tenderly.

Bianca pushed her chest up into his face and cried out as she came back to life. Her body was singing with pleasure as he slid in and out of her body. Their movements had gotten smoother and in tune with each other as she grew accustomed to his girth. He lifted her leg by her thigh as he pushed deeper into her.

“Ahh…Niko!” she moaned as she felt him deep within her.

“Lyubimaya moya, you feel amazing. I want you to come. Come, Bianca,” he grunted as he pumped into her pussy.

On command, Bianca came long and hard, clasping and draining his cock into her womb. Growling out his release, Nikolai roared and used his elbows to hold his weight as he rested his body.

Bianca smiled as she tried to return to normal, but all she wanted was more. She touched his face, which prompted him to take her mouth passionately.

Once the two caught their breath, he asked, “I need answers. Why?”

“If you want to know why, give me my phone,” Bianca demanded.

Nikolai looked at her like she was being ridiculous. “Trading information again. I don’t understand why you’d have traded your virtue for information in the fucking first place.”

His tone only ticked her off more, so she hissed, “Damn it, Niko. Give me my phone.”

“I can’t. You’re supposed ex-fiancé will track you here. As much as I’d love to put a bullet in his head, I can’t start a war. If he comes for you, though, I might have no choice.”

“Then can you give me the memory card and one of your phones?”

Nikolai got up off the bed, strutting to the pile of clothes on the floor, unashamedly naked. He retrieved the phones from his pants pocket.

Once Bianca had done what she’d needed to do with it, she handed him her phone to look at a picture.

“I wanted a reason to believe you were a good man.” When Nikolai looked down at the phone, he saw a photo of a news article with him taken in handcuffs, but the strangest thing was there was a red heart around it.

“Are you saying that…?” Nikolai stared at a blushing Bianca.

“That I’ve fantasized about a life with you for so long. It wasn’t until my mother found the paper one morning that I was forced to stop daydreaming that you were mine.”

“Wow.” Nikolai was speechless. This whole time she’d had a crush on him, and his behavior made it hard for her to own up to those feelings.
I ought to kick my own ass,
he thought.

Flustered by his lack of response, she went on the defensive. “So you think I’m just some silly girl with a crush, don’t you?”

“Not in a million years. Do you know how long I’ve wanted you to belong to me? The moment I saw the picture of you holding Luciano’s son. For the last six weeks, you’ve been all I could think about. So if it was my photo that had captured you, then we’re in the same boat.”

“Actually, technically I am your captive.”

“Technicalities,” Nikolai said with a shrug and a sexy grin.

“So you couldn’t have just come to my brother and asked to see me? You thought it was better to scare and hurt me to win me? Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“That’s crazy.”

“No, it’s not,” he replied.

“It totally is,” she said with the shake of her head.

“I knew someone set your family up, and you had people willing to wipe out all of you. I know someone in my organization is a big part of this too. I used my attraction to you to give your family time to find the traitors. It kept my people from finding out that I knew your family was innocent because that would raise questions.”

“It’s still crazy. Why didn’t you say anything when we saw each other?”

“Truthfully? Because I still wasn’t sure of your father’s innocence, although Amber’s kind greeting had thrown me off. I assumed that Luciano would have warned her of the potential danger I presented. It made me doubt the file and supposed claims.”

“So what are we? Where do we go from here?” Bianca asked, feeling confused.

“We’re going to be married tomorrow. I’ve got all the paperwork together.”

“What?!”

“I said we’re getting married.”

“But…

“But what?”

“But… I can’t marry you,” she said vehemently.

“Because of him?” Nikolai growled.

“Not because of him, but because of you. How can I trust that you’ll be loyal to me? I don’t think I could handle you with other women.”

“I don’t want anyone else. I want only you. Loyalty is essential, and that goes both ways. I wasn’t going to do anything with that woman. I heard you moving in the bedroom, so I asked her what she thought of my suit. She didn’t hesitate to touch it. I wanted to test your reaction.”

“Well, let’s not do that again, shall we?”

“Of course, Bianca,” Nikolai said as he placed a tender kiss on her mouth.

“I have to ask you something. If you cared for me so much, I wonder why you were marrying someone else.” This bothered Nikolai since he learned of her engagement.

“It’s complicated…The thing is…I saw your picture the same time my father did. We were at the breakfast table and my father was reading the paper. Because I was underage, no one told me what happened to Amber. I thought she’d left my brother because she was beaten by his enemies. Well, I saw the photo and decided once it was tossed into the recycling I would grab it, and I did. I kept looking at it so often that I’d worn it out. So I took a picture of it with my phone. That night I fell asleep with it out on my desk, and my mother came to wake me up for school when she saw it.”

“And she didn’t want you thinking of me.” Nikolai sounded dejected. He’d been their savior, and her family still didn’t like him.

“Yes and no. She took it because she knew that my feelings were being wasted because you were in a Russian prison. She’d thought my reason for not being interested in boys my age was because I didn’t want a loser. After that, she tried to warn me that my feelings would destroy me if I continued to live in an imaginary world where you and I were happy together.”

“It’s not imaginary anymore,” Nikolai said before capturing her mouth. The couple made love throughout the rest of the night.

†††

They woke up the next morning satisfied but tired. Bianca was the first to get up and walk gingerly to the bathroom as her unused muscles ached. After using the bathroom, she turned on the shower and started to wash herself.

Nikolai felt her get out of the bed and watched her walk away uncomfortably with his eyes barely opened but with a grin on his face. He smiled, knowing that he did that to her, and he wasn’t done yet.

He walked into the bathroom and into the shower with her, startling her for a second.

“Sorry, baby. I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pressing his cock against her sweet little bottom.

“I forgive you.”

“How you feeling?”

“Sore, but surprisingly still needy. Is that normal?”

“No. So what do you need, Bianca?”

She blushed and didn’t respond. Nikolai knew her silence was based on shyness, so he would need to fix that.

“Well, if you’re not going to tell me, I’m going to tell you what I want,” he growled into the nape of her neck.

“I want you to take that soap over there, drop to your knees, and clean my cock.”

Nikolai leaned against the shower wall while she grabbed the soap shyly and turned to face him. He wasted no time and helped her to her knees. Once there, she slowly, agonizingly stroked his cock with the soap. He was getting hard fast despite having come four times last night. She moved so the water could wash the soap off.

“Now, Bianca, suck. I want you to get used to it.”

Bianca didn’t look up at Nikolai as she took the head into her mouth. He was really thick and long—she wasn’t sure she could get it down, but she wanted to satisfy him. Her lips closed around the tip as she sucked just on his head, causing Nikolai to jerk with instant pleasure.

He moaned as she took him in deeper. He was too large for her to take all the way down, so she began to stroke his cock with her tiny hands. Nikolai was so close and needed to warn her. He wasn’t going to let her move, but he didn’t want her to choke.

“Look at me. I’m about to come, and you’re going to swallow all of it.” She moaned in hunger, which only brought Nikolai’s release to the breaking point. He stroked into her one more time before his come filled her mouth. She didn’t let a drop spill as she swallowed his seed. Nikolai was lucky he was leaning against the wall or he would’ve fallen. That was the best blowjob he’d ever gotten. He lifted her up and took her mouth, lightly tasting himself on her lips.

“Mmm…” Bianca moaned.

Nikolai slid a finger into her swollen pussy and could feel she was needy. He knew he’d hurt her if he took her again, so he grinned because she was about to be possessed in every way.

“Baby, I am going to own all of you,” he said as he turned her to face the wall.

Bianca knew what he was going to do, and even though she was nervous, she was really excited. She started to feel him caress her ass as he kissed her shoulders. Her heart was racing, but she arched her back and pushed her ass out.

“You’re mine.” Nikolai had never really been into anal. He’d only gone that route when a broad was a really lousy lay, and he needed more to get off. With Bianca, this wasn’t about bad sex because her pussy was golden to him and it was always on his mind. This was about total possession.

His cock was only half-hard, which would make it easier for her ass to take. Using the soap and her own juices, he slid one finger into her ass.

“Wow, I thought it would hurt.” She sighed in relief.

Nikolai tried not to laugh when he said, “That was only my thumb, Bianca. Just relax. I’ll make you feel full and satisfied.”

Removing his thumb, he placed his cock at the rim of her hole. She moaned, letting Nikolai know that she was very turned on. He slid one hand around to her pussy and began to stroke her clit. Using his hips, he pushed his way into her virgin ass. She cried out at first, but relaxed when he leaned against her back.

“Bianca, I own all of you now. How you feeling?”

“Full. Really full.”

Nikolai pulled almost all the way out before pushing all the way back in. She shivered with pleasure as the uncomfortable feeling left her and his possession took over. With one hand, he continued to play with her kitty as he pounded into her ass. He squeezed her breast as he pressed his head into the crook of her neck. He was fully hard now and almost ready to finish.

“Give me your mouth,” he growled as he fucked her asshole.

She turned slightly and gave in to his kiss, moaning into his mouth.

Nikolai pulled back from her mouth as he felt her coming on his hand because he wanted to hear her cry. He rejoiced when she cried out his name over and over again.

“Nikolai…Niko!”

He pulled out of her ass just as his release hit him and coated her lower back with his come.

It was about five minutes later when they finally rinsed off the sex and exited the shower.

Bianca finally opened the closet door where Nikolai had her clothes hung. Her mouth opened wide when she saw the entire walk-in closet full of designer clothes. Then anger hit her, and her face showed it.

“I don’t want these clothes.”

“Why the fuck not?”

“I won’t wear your mistress’s clothes.”

“Have you lost your mind? I bought all those clothes for you.”

“So you’re used to shopping for your whores?”

“No. I didn’t shop for them ever. And if you ever call yourself that again, I’m going to spank your ass before I fuck you hard.” He walked up to her and knew it was just her jealousy eating at her, but fuck. He was a man, and pussy had been served up to him since he was seventeen.

“You need to quit the jealous shit. I haven’t been with anyone else in three fucking years, and for a man like me, or any man for that matter, that's a long fucking time. I hired a broad who worked at one of the stores you shopped at and had her select your type of clothes.”

The discussion was ended when he took her in his arms and kissed her hard and hungrily until she was panting with need.

“You’re mine, I’m yours. Now get fucking dressed.” He didn’t like her questioning his word and let her know.

“Bianca, I told you to never doubt my word. Next time I won’t be so forgiving.”

†††

After their little argument that morning, Bianca was sweet and nearly falling down trying to please Nikolai. Her guilt was plain as day to him, and he didn’t like it. She’d been in the kitchen with the cook and Sergei and had helped make breakfast for him. They’d just sat down to eat when he had enough of her tiptoeing around him.

“Bianca, look at me.” She looked into his eyes, full of contrition. “I don’t want to fight with you, and I don’t want you feeling guilty for your feelings earlier. I get why you felt that way, but I won’t give you a reason to doubt me, so stop with the fits. This is our wedding day, and I want us to be happy.”

Feeling lighter by his words, she smiled.

“Good, baby. I love seeing that sweet smile.”

They enjoyed their breakfast and separated so he could get some work done while she explored the house.

Bianca walked from room to room admiring the open layout. It let all the sunlight in. The only thing marring the view was the constant presence of one of Nikolai’s many men. There was a total of six that actually stayed on the property and more that stayed at a small villa a couple of miles down the road.

When she walked out onto the veranda, she watched as the ocean swelled. It was warm as the morning sun shone. She was relaxing on an Adirondack chair when a shadow interrupted her. She looked up, hoping it was Nikolai, but again it was Petrov.

“Miss Rossi, I see that you’re enjoying your stay here. Do you not plan to run anymore?”