Her Volkovs #Book 3

Chapter 25

Belle's POV

The horror movie has already started. I'm watching attentively while munching my pringles like I havent

eaten something in days. Hmmm this is so yummy!

While I'm enjoying every chip, I notice from the corner of my eye that Nikolai is observing every move I

make. "What?" I asked irritatingly.

"I like watching you eat that's all." He answered.

I just shook my head on him and went back to watching the movie. Halfway through the movie I heard

my phone vibrate on top of the small table next to the bed. I tapped my phone and realized that it's the

man on the other side of the fort.

Nikolai:

Girl, you're the one I want to want me. There's nothing I wouldnt do, just to get up next to you.

Another wave of heat crawled up my face as I read his message. Oh my god. When this man decides

to be sweet, he reaaaaallly is sweet. Diabetes sweet. Of course I'm not gonna show that I'm already a

mashed potato inside, though.

I glanced at him and he's looking straight at the television, pretending that he just did not send me the

cutest message. I then hit reply.

Me:

I'm pretty sure that's from the lyrics of a song Nikolai. Youre not fooling anyone.

His phone vibrates and as he read my message, he is smiling like an idiot. I just roll my eyes on him.

He taps his phone and another message came through my inbox.

Nikolai:

Just the thought of you gets me so high. So high.

This time, I bit my lower lip to supress my emotion. Oh god help me. Why am I so weak when it comes

to him? This is so cheesy in so many levels yet I'm enjoying every single second of it.

I decided not to reply back and focused my attention to the movie before the wall I built completely

crumbles down.

Moments later he texted again, this time though, I would definitely feel another kind of emotion.

Nikolai:

Who's that beside you? It's looking at you from the dark.

For some reason, I felt goosebumps all over my body. The horror movie with a haunting ghost did not

help as well. I looked to the towards the main door's direction and I know that my mind is just playing

tricks on me, but that part of the room became eerie all of a sudden.

"Not funny Nikolai!" I said, almost scowling at him. I scooted over in the middle of the bed a few inches

away from the fort.

My heart instantly jumped from my ribcage when all of a sudden the door made a low screeching

sound and shut close on its own. Omg!

"What was that Nikolai?" I squeezed myself tight to the fort already invading Nikolai's side.

"Must be Pa or Yelena, I'm not really sure." He answered casually, not really bothered by what just

happened.

So Yelena and Pa have been haunting this house and I'm just feeling this now?

I squinted my eyes, looking at him intently. Arrrgh! This must be Nikolai's doing! This can't be

happening on its own. This is him manipulating the whole situation all over again.

"What did you do now Nikolai Vyacheslav Volkov!? I swear this is not funny at all!"

"Baby, you give me too much credit I'm really flattered, but how am I supposed to shut that door when

I'm here beside you?"

He's right. It could not be possible. I instantly took the remote, turned off the tv and squeezed myself

tighter, this time pushing the fort towards my feet. I slid myself under the covers while pushing myself

on my husband's side.

"You know your on my side of the bed now Mrs. Volkov."

"I'm above the law. My rule does not apply to me. Just so you know." I answered.

"Youre so fucking sexy when your bossy." He retorted.

"Shush Nikolai."

Nikolai snuck under the cover, rested his back on the pile of pilows and snuggled me. My face is on his

neck while his arms are wrapped around me. My arms are awkwardly clipped in front of me.

And just like that, the fear I was feeling just a second ago, dissipated into thin air. This is one of the

many qualities of Nikolai I love the most. When I'm in his arms, I feel safe. I know that no one and

nothing can harm me, except of course, him.

Our hearts are beating in perfect sync. I inhaled him inside the deepest crevices of my lungs. My

breathing relaxed and my body gave in. I belong here. In my husband's warm embrace.

My husband. I chuckle inside. Of course he's now my husband. I wanted this. This is like a dream

come true. To become Mrs. Nikolai Vyacheslav Volkov.

I just wish it happened on a different and on a non-criminal circumstance. But then again, my husband

is a criminal. My marriage to him could not be more in tune with the theme.

I wrapped my arms around him like a muscle memory or something, my mind was too late to stop me. I

felt him tensed up for a second obviously surprised by my action but his body quickly relaxed.

"Let's visit Pa and Yelena tomorrow okay? Maybe they just miss us." I said, while my lips are touching

his Wolf tattoo.

"I think they do. We will tell them about the new Volkov addition to the family. Maybe they will visit us

and lay beside you while you sleep every night so that they can watch over little Volkov."

"Nikolai! Stop!" I slap him on his chest.

"Haha. Okay okay."

I found myself smiling as my heart fills with warmth.

"Nikolai?"

"Hmm?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

"I will ask you questions and you can ask me as well. No more secrets."

"Okay, let's do that."

"Okay so...When we were apart, did you have sex with some other girl? Or girls? Kiss some other girl

maybe? Tell me the truth."

I felt him look down on my face and answered, "No. Never crossed my mind. I swore that I'll be faithful

to you, and I'm going to keep it that way until my last breath. Women and sex can come cheap but you,

my queen are one of a kind. No one can compare to you baby."

My heart melted just like that. Oh my goodness. How do I even respond to that? Guilt suddenly

creeped in me.

"Uh Nikolai, Artan and I." I was about to continue and explain my side but Nikolai went hysterical the

moment I mentioned the Albanian Mob Boss' name.

"Fuck! Don't fucking tell me you and Artan did it? Fucking hell baby, just fucking shoot me in the head

right now."

I wrapped my forearms around his neck because the man is starting to get agitated. It's pretty scary

already.

"Baby, listen. Nothing happened Nikolai. Please calm down. Nothing happened."

"How fucking sure are you?" His eyebrows are furrowed while holding me on my neck, just below my

right ear.

"I think I would know if something was done to me Nikolai."

"What the fuck does that even mean? You were sleeping when youre with him?!" He cocked my face

upward because I was trying to gaze down from him.

"We slept together maybe twice but that's just it. We never, I never......"

"How far did he get to you?" He interrupts.

"I... I'm not sure I understand your question Nikolai."

I do. I think I know what he's talking about. I just could not seem to justify my actions when I was with

Artan. We were intimate, we slept together, he was all over me, kissed me, held me like I was his.

"What part of your body was he able to touch? To fucking grope? To fucking kiss? To put his cock in?"

I want to get mad at him but then I realized that his question was just fair. I know that the only way to

start over is to come clean so I told him him everything. And I mean, EVERYTHING. He asked for

every detail when I was with Artan and no detail was left unsaid.

He clenched his jaw a couple of times, his dark green eyes are fuming mad, incensed by every detail I

reveal. I'm just relieved that he seems to control his temper while I hold on to him tightly.

"Goddamit baby, why do you always do this to me? You make me so fucking mad one second and then

you hold me like this the next. Youre driving me crazy!" He said like a mad man. He ran his fingers

through his hair in frustration and sucked in air deeply.

"I miss you." I said as a matter of factly. These three words came out of my heart without any

reservation. It's true. I missed him so much.

He then pulled me with him, making me sit on his lap. I tightened my grip on him and buried my breast

deeper to his chest.

"I miss you too baby, you have no idea." He said so gently like he can't hurt a fly.

I bit my lower lip in embarassment when I felt his manhood harden under my bum.

"Uhm I think I have an idea Nikolai." I retorted while burying my face on his neck not allowing him to

see how flushed I am.

He just lets out a muffled sound as he kisses me on my hair.

I wiggled on top of his crotch as I adjust my position but that triggered a wave of tiny electric current up

my spine. So much for taking things slow.

I removed my face from his neck and looked him in his dark green eyes. He slowly leaned forward and

halted almost kissing my lips as if waiting for my permission.

My mouth slightly opens, showing him to go for it. He then connected his lips to mine gently, savoring

every millisecond that we are perfectly intertwined.

The heat coming from our deep kisses are shooting out of my nerves, infecting my whole body with

love and lust. At this point, I am already a lost cause. My mind is already swirling inside the Volkov

wonderland, reason is sucked out of my brain.

My husband wrapped his arm around my back and lay me in bed gently. He spreads my legs and slips

in between my thighs while kissing my neck. My body writhes under him as he grinds his hips on top of

me.

His fingers traced the lining of my panties as he slowly pulls it down and hurles it away from the bed.

He slowly went down on me and planted kisses on my inner thigh, my lips parted involuntarily in

anticipation.

He looked up at me while softly biting my skin. For some reason, I feel embarassed knowing that

Nikolai's face is right in front of my femme, like this has never happened before. I mean, Nikolai and

Alexei used to eat me every chance they get. It was like their favorite past time. But now, I feel like a

virgin all over again.

Nikolai somehow noticed my uncertainty because I attempted to close my legs while he's still in

between my thighs. He halted for a second and climbed back on top of me to level his eyes on mine.

"It's okay baby, we will take this slow if that's what you want. You and my brother can-"

I pulled my head up and I bit his lower lip with quite harshness, it stretched down like a bubble gum as I

lay back my head to the pillow.

He smiled wickedly with his overly handsome godly face."What was that about?"

"From now on, I will bite you if you talk nonsense like that."

He furrowed his eyebrows, looking all amused, "Yah?"

"Uhuh." I nodded with a smile on my face.

"Oh-kay?" He said, his face looked unsure. "Youre not my wife?" He said,obviously testing what I just

said.

"Ooooohh that's so friggin nonsense!" I quickly pulled up and bit his neck this time.

"Oh fuck this is good." He retorted, enjoying the whole thing.

He continued talking nonsense so I bit him on his neck and shoulders, chest and nipples everytime. He

is now studded with red bite marks, I could not help but giggle. I really missed being playful with

Nikolai. He just gives me this inexplicable kind of happiness. I am overwhelmingly happy!

He bites my lips in response and I know I would look like I have eaten raw meat minutes from now. I

must say though that his bites are a little harder and more painful this time.

"Nikolai! Who said you can bite me back?"

"Shut up wife! Who said you can talk? The deal is to bite not talk." He retorted.

"You are talking!" I bark back.

I gasped when he tickled me on my sides, I am not able to hold back my involuntary laughs.

"Hahahaha! Nikolai! Haha! Stop!"

"Now look who's talking! Arggg Argggg Arggg." He answered while plowing his soft beard on my neck, I

know I'm already super flushed, like purple flushed.

~

Meanwhile outside Nikolai's room. Alexei's back is leaning against the door frame, smiling while

listening to Belle and Nikolai. His hands are in his pockets as he silently snicker.

Irene appeared from one of the rooms and noticed his son.

Irene: My baby boy what are you- ?

Alexei signaled Matushka to be quite by puting his index finger across his mouth.

Irene's smiled understanding what his son means when she heard Belle squeal, obviously being tickle

tortured.

Irene: I am proud of you my son. I'm sure your Pa Viktor is proud of what you have become, wherever

he may be.

Irene said, quietly. She then cupped his son's face and kissed him on his forehead.