Chapter 85 Chapter Eighty-five

Chapter 85 Chapter Eighty-five
Elena's POV

"Fuck this..." He cursed, slamming his lips against mine, I didn't protest even though I was supposed to because he is not mine, he is my fiancé's brother but somehow, every time his lips touched mine, I couldn't resist it, so instead of pushing him away, I shut my eyes and savored the luscious taste of our lips against each other.

This feels so damn good and right. I will admit Nikolai was a good kisser, and he could get an award for it. Apart from being mad at the fact that Nikolai had another woman in his life, I had wanted to continue our kissing, picking up from where we stopped at the party. Still, I didn't want to be rejected. I have no idea how Nikolai's brain works, but at this point, I didn't want to care. I moaned inside Nikolai's mouth when his tongue slipped into my mouth. He tasted so sweet, it was so intoxicating that I felt my stomach cramp. Every time we kissed, it was different. Different in every way and I felt like my nerves were being electrocuted. The way Nikolai kissed me was enough to show that he wanted me, he liked me, and he was longing for it just as I was longing for it. "Oh Elena, you have no idea, what you do to me." He muttered between our lips as he pulled his seat backward, not letting go of my lips. He ejected my safety belt, pulling me with him, as his body shifted back with the chair, and I ended up in his lap, straddling him. His hand found its way to my exposed thighs as the hem of my gown went up, exposing my legs, but Nikolai wasn't stopping. He caressed my bare skin with his soft palm. His palm was too soft for a man who is as dangerous as Nikolai.

"Uh," I groaned out when he touched my core through my pants. I could already feel something bulging beneath me. I knew it was Nikolai Pintle; he was already hard, but instead of pushing myself off it, I found myself grinding my hip on it.

"Ahh, Lena," Nikolai whispered in a hoarse voice. He was too hard, and I knew if I continued doing what I was doing, it might be difficult for him. "You will be the end of me." He groaned out and then released my lips. I gasped, feeling empty when he pulled away, but before I could even protest, I heard the sound of my zipper being pulled down. My body was tense, but I still didn't push Nikolai away. Slowly, he pushed the shoulder of my gown off my shoulders, exposing my bare skin, then licked and suck my neck down to my collarbone. His teeth found the straps of my bra, he pulled it off, and I felt it fall off my shoulder as well. My body trembled with desire. "Let's take this off as well." Nikolai groaned, and within a blink, he ripped my bra. I had no idea if he unhooked it or ripped it apart, but all I knew was that a soft gasp escaped my lips when the cold air in the car visited my skin. My eyes were still closed when I felt Nikolai's lips on my breast. "Beautiful," he commented as his lips found one of my tits, he suck and licked it while his other hand kneaded the other one. The tingling sensation between my thighs was killing me, and I could no longer control myself. I grabbed his head, pushing him more into my chest. His hand trailed down my body, gripping me tight against his. He was setting my entire body on fire and I couldn't help the moans escaping my lips every now and then

"Nik..." I whimpered when his fingers slipped into my opening, my heart racing at his touch

HONK!

The sudden blast of a horn made my heart almost jump out of my chest, "Oh my God!" I squeaked, jerking upward, only to smack my head against the roof of the car. "Ow!" I screamed as pain exploded through my skull. For a second, stars danced before my eyes. "Fuck," I hissed, grabbing my head, while Nikolai's laughter filled the car immediately. I smacked his shoulder, glaring at him. "This is your fault."

"It's absolutely not my fault." He smirked.

"It is," I pointed at him accusingly, "if you hadn't kissed me then..." My words cut shit again, when another car sped past us, it's headlights briefly illuminating the interior of the car, the realization of where I was hit me all over again, I was practically sprawled across Nikolai, in his car beside the road like some reckless teenager, fear rushed into my cheeks, I felt mortified, as I tried to climb off him but unfortunately Nikolai had other plans, his arms wrapped around my waist tightened, making seat completely on his bulge. "let go," he shook his head, "Nikolai, let go someone might see us."

"No one will see us." My eyes narrowed he looked completely unbothered. "C'mon, Lena, the glass is tinted, so no one will see us."

"But..."

"Sorry," he apologized. My eyes snapped to him. The words had caught me off guard, and I blinked twice. Seriously, now, he is going to apologize for kissing me and tell me to forget it.

"What?"

"Sorry," he repeated the same words, just one word and I was already boiling inwardly.

"I get it, you don't mean to kiss me but you..."

"Elena stop..." He cut me off, "geez!" He groans, still not letting go, while he ruffles his hair. I could feel the frustration in his body movement, "I'm not sorry about the kiss."

"Then what are you sorry for? What did you do?" His eyes snapped to me, the disbelief in his eyes was enough to tell me that my actions were stressing him, or maybe he was getting irritated with me.

"Didn't do anything wrong," his voice came out low.

"Then what exactly are you sorry about?" I asked again, attempting to move, but his grip tightened around my waist, he shook his head, his eyes focused on me like he was warning me not to move again. His expression grew serious, but his shoulders dropped.

"I'm sorry for making you feel less important." The words stole the breath from my lungs, and every vein in my body turned weak. I parted my lips slightly.

"Nikolai..."

"I'm sorry for making you think that Gianna mattered more than you." The name came up again, but the way his voice sounded when he talked about Gianna, it felt like he was honest with me, and that was a rare thing from a man like Nikolai. He was a mafia and mafia don't explain their actions. I stared at him, unable to speak or think because suddenly the jealousy from earlier returned, that even if he said those words, I still want reassurance, I still want to hear those words, that I come first in his life, not Gianna. I sounded pathetic right? But that's how I wanted it.

"I'm more important than Gianna?" I found myself asking, and something dark flashed through his eyes, not anger or annoyance, but defeat; his shoulders dropped slightly.

"I didn't hit that man because of Gianna," he didn't answer my question, but he did say something that caught my interest, and it was that thing that had made me restless. I swallowed hard, my heart hammered painfully against my ribs.

"Then why did you hit him?" His face lifted up suddenly and his eyes locked onto mine.

"For you," everything inside me stopped functioning at the mention of that word. For a second, I wondered if I had imagined it.

"For me?" I asked for clarification, and he nodded

"For you," I stared at him, completely stunned.

"Nikolai..."

"He was talking shit about you," his jaw tightened, the memory clearly still angered him, "he thought he could stand there and disrespect you," something dangerous entered his voice, something cold and lethal. "And there was no way I was letting that happen." My chest tightened painfully. Just when I thought that he did it for Gianna, it was for me. No one had ever defended me because they truly wanted to, but because they were following my father's orders. The realization left me speechless. Nikolai's hand slid up my back, slowly and comfortably, his gaze never left mine, "If you think I didn't kill him because you are not Gianna," he continues, "that is a lie." My eyes widened, "I didn't end his life because you asked me not to." The darkness in his eyes deepened and that was enough to show that he only stopped because I asked him to. "But if you want, I could look for him and..."

"Shut up." The word flew out of my lips before he could finish. I knew the next words that would come after finding the man, and I didn't want him to kill someone. His brows rose, and I pointed at him. "You will not dirty your hands with human blood." He laughs at my words, the sound vibrates through his chest.

"You think I'm a good person."

"I don't think, I know you are not a bad person." His laughter immediately doubled, and my jaw dropped. "What is so funny?"

"You are wildfire." The name almost made my stomach flip, and it made me feel wetter in my pants. "You don't know me," his smile faded slightly, "I'm not a saint." I shrugged, folding my arms across my chest stubbornly.

"So?" 

"I'm the son of the devil, the devil spawn.” The statement was delivered with complete seriousness, and it made me remember Rafael's words, when he asked me to stay away from Nikolai, he said Nikolai is the son of the devil. I stared at him for three seconds before I burst into laughter, a real one, the kind that made Nikolai give me a long look. "I'm serious." That somehow made it difficult for me to stop laughing, I laughed hard to the point of tears.

"Sure you are." I stifled my laughter.

"Elena..." He called.

"Of course, that is my name." I winked at him, grinning hard as he stared at me the look on his face was priceless, and that smile made my inside melted like a jelly fish, and in his eyes I saw a different man, a man that wasn't violent, doesn't have a terrible reputation but a man who will do anything just to protect me because he love me, I know he love me and I love him but Rafael was still there and my father doesn't like him, I move my fingers and play with the stubble on his face, "maybe, you are not a saint," I whispered.

"Definitely not close to it." His laugh returned, then I find my fingers moving to his beautiful lips, the movement surprises both of us, I run my fingers on it.

"But you are cute," I said his eyes lowered to my lips, then he laughed, as though I had just said the most shocking thing in the world. My smile widened, "What? You think you are not handsome?" I asked, his eyes darkened, he parted his lips to say something but my voice came up. "Kiss me."