When I slide against him, he lets out a groan and gives my nipple a hard enough pinch to make me gasp. “Behave yourself for a few more hours, beautiful.”
“Why should I? It’s not like we haven’t already had sex,” I say with a laugh, patting the proof of our near constant fucking.
“Yes, but the next time I slide inside you, it’s going to be when you’re officially Mrs. Sokolova.”
I smile at his insistence on Sokolova, even though in America it will be Sokolov. “You can’t be serious,” I say, turning to look at him.
“Oh, I’m very serious.” He grabs the handheld nozzle and turns on the water. He gently guides my head back around before he starts to wet my hair. “I’m going to bathe you, but I’m not fucking you again until you’re my wife.”
When I huff out an angry puff of air, he laughs and says, “Consider it an incentive to show up.”
I laugh because we both know there’s no way in hell I’m not showing up. I’m more than ready to be married to Nikolai, and he knows it, which is what makes this dick withholding so infuriating. I’m about to argue some more, but he gets the shampoo and starts to massage my scalp, sending me into a tailspin of pure pleasure. It momentarily makes me forget how badly I want him.
By the time my hair is washed and rinsed, I’m feeling beyond good. I rest against his chest and run my fingers over the burn scar on his forearm. Every time I see it, I’m reminded of how he saved our lives and of how lucky I am that he got to the club in time. I kiss the scar and then grab onto his hands, bringing one to my chest and guiding the other between my legs. He laughs and kisses my temple.
“You’re insatiable, even more so now that you’re pregnant, I think.”
“You’re not really going to make me wait until after we’re married are you, Kolya? That’ll be hours from now.”
He groans and dances his fingers along my pussy. “You know I have a very difficult time denying you anything, so how about I help you take the edge off?”
“Mm-hmm,” I moan when he slides a finger over my clit and cups my tit, running his thumb over my hard nipple.
He kisses the side of my face while he works his fingers in a slow, intoxicating rhythm that has my heart racing and my breathing picking up. When he squeezes my clit between his fingers, pinching and rubbing me in the way he knows I love, I reach back and grab onto the back of his head, pulling him tighter against me.
“Kolya,” I moan, knowing I’m only seconds away.
“Come for me, baby,” he whispers in my ear. “Let me see how badly you need this.”
He pinches my clit and nipple at the same time, making me arch my back and scream his name as I come so hard I’m momentarily blinded. His expert fingers keep me right on the edge of pleasure and pain as he rubs and pinches my clit right into another orgasm. By the time his fingers slow, I’m gasping and shaking.
“Holy shit,” I whisper, making him laugh. He cups my pussy in a possessive grip that always makes my whole body melt.
“That’ll give you something to remember for the rest of the day.”
“What about you?”
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, and I like the anticipation.”
I laugh and kiss his cheek. “You might be regretting your decision in a few hours.”
“This is nothing compared to how badly I wanted you when I first met you and couldn’t have you.”
“I can’t believe you’re going to be my husband before the end of the day, Kolya. I’m so happy it’s scary.”
His eyes soften as he cups my face and presses his forehead to mine. “I know exactly how you feel, but I’m not willing to let a second of fear or worry ruin my happiness with you. My life has not been easy, and it was certainly nothing that brought me joy. Everything changed the second I laid eyes on you. I knew I wasn’t happy, but I didn’t realize how unhappy until you showed me what life is supposed to be like.”
“That’s exactly how I feel, Kolya. I can’t imagine my life without you, and I never want to.”
“You won’t ever have to. I promise.” He wraps his arms tighter around me. “Let me hold you for just a little while longer. I’m not ready to let you go yet.”
I smile and rest against him, savoring these last few moments of peace before everything turns into a chaotic rush of last-minute wedding preparations.
Chapter16
Nikolai
After placing the black fur coat back into the garment bag, I write out a quick note to Moira: