A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194

My hand flew to his neck. I took a step closer to him once more, pressing his body into the wall behind him with mine.

My wet clothes were torture against my skin, I wanted to tear them off. I wanted to feel his smooth skin rub against mine at every single touch. His hands went to my shirt and he yanked it before pushing the shirt off my shoulders, letting it drop. The buttons clinked to the ground, along with my belt resting on the floor.

My eyes went to his plump lips, asking to be devoured. Holding him in place by his neck, I forced my thumb between his lips, parting them, forcing it back to his throat. His hand went to the button of my pants, he unbuttoned it and forced it down all the while looking into my eyes as I tried to choke him.

I stepped out of my pants, making it easier for him. My boxers were next, and my cock sprang free, hitting his stomach. The water ran down our naked bodies, he deliberately raked his long fingernails against my skin, scratching it and leaving visible marks behind.

I forced my thumb deeper into his throat, making his eyes water. He was mine, mine to fuck, mine to ruin, mine to fight, and mine to love. His little throat belonged to me as well to do as I pleased.

Then he did something unexpected. He bit down hard over my thumb, his teeth clamping down hard into my skin, he would probably draw blood. I hissed as he grabbed my cock in his hand at the same time.

He was turning this whole situation around. He was trying to take control, he wanted to be the one in charge. He wanted power.

I pulled my thumb out of his mouth, his teeth scraping my skin off. He continuously moved his hand up and down my erection. I was never the one to give control to someone else, whether it was in bed or in normal life. Alessandro was always the one in control. Didn’t he already know

that?

“You wanna be in control?” I asked, my voice heavy with need, showing him how much I wanted him, giving him the satisfaction that he had me in the palm of his hand.

His lips contorted into a beautiful smirk. “I’m in control.”

I laughed, slightly shaking my head. How naive of him to think that. “Stupid little Nikolai-”

I hadn’t fully said it when his open palm collided with my cheek, a sharp sound responding in the small cabin. He slapped me. He fucking slapped me.

It’s rare that somebody especially a man had the guts to slap me across the face. He had done it twice… It didn’t settle well with me. Not at all. If it was any other person, I would have broken their wrist.

He again pushed me back with both of his palms. “Don’t call me that!”

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