Chapter 190: Hot spring sex

Aliya POV

The hot spring steamed around us, the warm water lapping at my skin as Nikolai’s eyes locked onto mine.

His lips curled into a grin, and he leaned closer, his voice low and rough. “God, Aliya, you’re so damn beautiful.”

Before I could respond, his hands were on me, strong and eager, lifting me onto a smooth rock at the edge of the spring.

My breath hitched as my back pressed against the cool stone, a sharp contrast to the heat of the water and his touch.

Nikolai didn’t waste a second. His fingers found the edge of my bra, tugging it down with a quick, practiced motion. He leaned in, his mouth hot against my skin as he kissed my neck, my collarbone, working his way down.

One hand cupped my breast, his thumb brushing over my nipple, sending a jolt through me.

He pinched my nipple with a wicked grin, sending a jolt straight to my spine. I moaned, “No, Nikolai.”

“No what? Skip the foreplay and just fuck you? Damn, you’re impatient,” Nikolai teased, his hands kneading my breasts into all sorts of shapes.

I let out a soft moan, my body arching into him without thinking.

His other hand slid lower, slipping beneath my panties, fingers teasing my folds. “Fuck, baby, you’re already so wet for me,” he murmured, his voice thick with want.

His fingers moved slow, deliberate, rubbing circles that made my toes curl and my thighs tremble.

My moans grew louder, my feet pressing hard against the rock, toes pointed tight as waves of heat rolled through me.

I could barely think, lost in the way his hands worked me over, his dirty words making my skin flush hotter than the spring.

“Please, Nikolai,” I gasped, my voice shaky, barely above a whisper. “I need you… need your mouth.”

He chuckled, low and wicked, his eyes glinting as he pulled back to look at me. “Anything for you, sweetheart.”

He slid down, his hands gripping my breasts, kneading them as he settled between my thighs. His lips brushed my inner thigh, teasing, before he licked a slow stripe over my clit.

I shuddered, a sharp moan escaping me as my hands fisted the edge of the rock. “So fucking beautiful,” he said, glancing up at me, his eyes dark with lust. “And so wet. Look at all this for me.”

His tongue flicked over my clit again, then dipped lower, tasting every inch of me.

My hips bucked, and he held me down, his hands still working my breasts as his tongue pushed inside me, moving in a rhythm that had me seeing stars.

Then he grazed his teeth over my clit, just enough to make me cry out, my body jerking from the mix of pleasure and surprise.

My moans turned desperate, my legs shaking as he kept licking, sucking, biting just enough to drive me wild.

I couldn’t take it anymore. My hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands as I pulled him closer, needing more.

My whole body tensed, heat coiling tight in my core until it snapped. I came hard, my vision blurring as I cried out his name, my thighs clamping around his head.

Nikolai didn’t stop, his tongue still teasing me through the aftershocks until I was trembling, oversensitive and breathless.

“You’re so sensitive, just begging to be fucked, aren’t you?” Nikolai lifted his head, smirking as he took in my body, flushed and sweaty, sprawled limp across the rock.

Before I could catch my breath, he grabbed me, pulling me off the rock and into the warm water of the spring. I yelped, startled by the sudden move, the water splashing around us.

“Gonna fuck you so good, baby,” he growled, his hands already guiding my legs around his waist. I clung to him, my arms wrapping around his shoulders as he pressed himself against me.

The water made everything feel different, slick and warm, and I gasped as he pushed inside me, filling me in one slow thrust. I felt the water move with him, slipping inside me with every thrust, making everything hotter, wetter.

My inner walls clenched around him, sensitive from my orgasm, and the warm water flowing in and out with his movements made me feel every inch of him even more. I tightened around him instinctively, my body acting on its own, pulling him deeper.

I was half-submerged, the water lapping at my chest, and I struggled to breathe, my head dipping under for a moment.

Nikolai noticed, his lips crashing against mine, kissing me hard as he breathed air into me, keeping me steady. His tongue tangled with mine, and I kissed him back, desperate, clinging to him as he moved inside me.

The water made it hard to find purchase, my body weightless, completely at his mercy. His hands gripped my hips, guiding me as he thrust deeper, the warm water swirling around us, stroking my sensitive walls with every push and pull.

Every time he fucked me, he pushed hard into my deepest part.

“Fuck, Aliya,” he groaned against my ear, his voice rough as he pulled me up so my head was above water. One hand slid between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing tight circles that made my head spin.

“Let’s make another baby, huh? You’d look so good carrying my kid again.” His words sent a shiver through me, my body responding before my brain could catch up. I couldn’t think straight, my hands gripping his shoulders as he fucked me harder, his fingers relentless on my clit.

The water splashed around us, the heat of it mixing with the heat building inside me. I was helpless, my body floating, relying on him to keep me upright as he drove me toward another edge.

His thrusts grew faster, deeper, and I could feel him losing control, his breath ragged against my neck.

“Come with me, baby,” he growled, his fingers pressing harder against my clit, pushing me closer and closer.

I was moaning, loud and desperate, my body shaking as the pleasure built to a breaking point. When it hit, I came undone, my walls clenching tight around him as I cried out, my whole body trembling in his arms.

Nikolai groaned, his hips stuttering as he followed me, his release hot and sudden inside me. I could feel it, the warmth spreading, mixing with the water as my body pulsed around him.

I was barely holding on, my mind foggy, my body limp in his arms as the aftershocks rolled through me.

Nikolai held me close, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, “I love you, Aliya. Always will.” I moaned, half-conscious, barely able to process anything but the sound of his voice, his confession sinking into me as I floated in his arms.