<b>Chapter </b><b>184 </b>


    Elena’s POV:


    “You knew?” Niki asked, his voice a low, husky rumble as we both pulled away after the long, breathtaking kiss. His lips were swollen, a little bruised, and his eyes dark, held a deep amusement. The kiss had been a frantic, desperate thing, a silent, powerful conversation that had been a long timeing.


    I scoffed, my voice quiet and teasing as I reached up to straighten his tie. “You didn’t really try that hard to hide it.”


    He smirked, a slow, devilish thing that sent a shiver down my spine. “Would you rather I had?<b>” </b>


    I shook my head. “As much as I love surprises, I think I’ve had enough of those tost me at least a decade or two, if not more.”


    We both chuckled at the same time. He pulled me by my waist and leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. “You look so beautiful, malishka.”


    He sighed, a deep, satisfied sound, and I shuddered. My hands, with a mind of their own, clenched around his hair, pulling him closer, as I felt his hands pull down the back zipper of my dress.


    We walked or stumbled, our bodies so close they were one, our lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss until we reached the massive suite bed.


    My dress slipped off mepletely, pooling at my feet like a silken puddle, leaving me in the matchingce ck set. I finally pulled away from his lips, taking in a sharp, gasping breath, and took a look at the room, my eyes widening slightly as I took in the scene before me.


    “Are those… handcuffs?” I questioned, my head snapping to Niki, my eyes wide and full of a delicious, nervous anticipation.


    He only smirked, his eyes dark. “Well, you seemed unsatisfied thest times we had done it, and so I thought… why not? After all, my wife does have very obvious kinks.”


    I felt my face heat up at his words, a bright, embarrassed flush that started at my


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    neck and spread all the way to my ears.


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    I knew he was right, but hearing it out loud was a different kind of thing entirely. “You don’t have to be so loud,” I mumbled, my voice quiet, as I looked at the terrace. It was dark outside by now, a sea of ckness only broken by the twinkling lights of the city below. The view was breathtaking.


    The next moment, I yelped as I was pulled up, my legs instinctively wrapping around Niki’s waist as he walked forward and pushed me down, my back, against the headboard.


    “Well… is it my fault that your enthusiasm is so obvious?” He grabbed one of my hands in hisrge, calloused ones, and clicked the cuffs in ce. I stared wide- eyed as I tried to pull my hand away, but they were truly locked. I swallowed, feeling a sudden rush of butterflies in my abdomen, a wild fluttering that made me feel dizzy with anticipation. He pulled me by my chin, his fingers a gentle, to face him, his dark eyes locking with mine.


    “However, there is nothing wrong with that… I love you because you’re like this.” He bent down and bit my lips, a small, yful nip that made me moan. With the other hand, he pulled his tie outpletely and he pulled away, unbuttoning his shirt which he pulled off and threw away down with my own dress.


    I watched his body in the dim light. A canvas with scars but also with the perfect, sculpted body of a man who had dedicated his life to fitness. The muscles in his chest and arms were defined and his abs were a perfectly–formed, delicious- looking thing.


    “Fuck. I can’t wait to fuck you like this.” The bed moved as he got on, his eyes snagged on my torso. He was looking at the scars, the three fresh, angry lines that marred my skin, and for a moment, I felt a deep self–consciousness. I tried pulling my knees up to cover the scars only for me to gasp when he pulled my legs away getting in between them.


    “Don’t hide them…. you look perfect.” he said, his voice low. I swallowed the sudden lump in my throat. “Don’t they look ugly, though?” I questioned, my voice quiet. Now, not only did I have my C–section scar, but three surgery scars because of the bullets I’d taken.


    “Do mine look ugly?” he questioned and I shook my head. “Exactly. They are a


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    reminder to me. That I was able to save your life. The life of my love” he said as he bent down and kissed the scar on my shoulder, a gentle, tender pressure that was more powerful than any words. He moved his head down, kissing the scar on my chest, the one on my stomach, his lips making my skin tingle.


    My heart was beating wildly against my ribs as I took in his words. Right. He was… right. I just hadn’t realized it before. But now that he’d said it, I didn’t feel that self–conscious anymore. I mean, where had that thought evene from? I was usually never self–conscious… not about something like this. But on the other hand… this was the first time something so drastic had happened to me. It was like the scar left behind from my surgery in the teenage years, a permanent reminder of a life–changing event.


    “Focus. Malishka.” he said, his voice teasing, and I gasped when he inserted two fingers into me, a gentle, slow pressure that made me gasp.


    “So wet already.” He teased, a low, knowing sound that made my entire body flush. And then, to my surprise, he pulled back, taking my panties along with him, pulling them offpletely and leaving me fully bare.


    Before I could close my legs, he bent down, and my back arched, a sudden, involuntary movement. “No. Wait. Niki?!” I gasped, my voice a disbelieving whisper. Fuck. It had been so long. So long since he’d gone down on me that now that that wet tongue touched my clit, I felt sparks shoot behind my eyes, a delicious, dizzying sensation that made my entire body shiver. He murmured something, his voice low and rumbling, making me feel a vibration up my body as I shivered. “I don’t… understand…” I gasped, my mind hazy.


    “Call me Niko.” he said, his voice hoarse. I nodded in reply, biting my lips as he continued his ministration, making me go insane with his technique as I climbed up that hill of no return. And then I groaned, my voice a low, guttural sound, as I felt myself reach that peak, the world a beautiful, hazy blur. “Niko!”


    My toes curled and I felt myself reach that peak as I tried to push him away. “I’m gonna-” he pulled away, but not too much, only to push in three fingers at once and continued torturing my clit. That’s when I reached the edge of pure ecstasy, a sudden, glorious climax that made my sight gopletely white for a second before I finally came down from it, gasping, my body a trembling, beautiful mess.


    “Wow…. you were really pent up, huh?” He smirked, his voicepletely hoarse as


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    he licked his lips, and I only looked at him with hazy eyes, my mind nk.


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    But then his words registered and my lips quirked up, “Like you aren’t?” <b>I </b>said, as <b>I </b>pushed my legs up, my feet caressing the front of his jeans where I could feel his length,pletely hard.


    He groaned softly and let out a chuckle. “Don’t worry. I n on taking full advantage of tonight. I’m not letting you go till morning… so forget about sleeping.” he said, and I felt a shiver run up my back at his words.


    I wasn’t going to say it out loud… but I was looking forward to it.


    A lot.


    – The End of Main Story (Stay tuned for Side Stories!)


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