A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 196

Chapter 196

He laughed again, veins popping out of his neck. “It is… You were so confident, so smug, but I think the word ‘please‘ suits you more.”

I rubbed my cock against his ass, letting him know who was still in charge. “You are the one still at disadvantage here, Nikolai!”

Am 17 he tried to peek at me over his shoulder. “No…”

A single word, a single word that fucking ruined me. “What did you say?!”

He laughed, I think you heard me just fine…”

“What the fuck did you just say?!”

“No, don’t you dare fucking touch me like that!” he made it clear this time.

“Fuck you, you are such a bitch, Nikolai!” I got off him and slumped on the bed, glowering at the ceiling.

I could hear the sound of his laugh; he was fucking enjoying this.

1 placed a hand under my head as I lay on my back; my cock was throbbing with need, I needed a release. He had kept himself away from me for a long fucking time, he is such a bitch for doing this to me.

Then he came back into my view as he straddled me. With a smirk, he whispered, “Tell me to stop and I will stop…”

“Go fuck yourself!” I sneered at him.

He rubbed his wet core over the length of my cock, and I could feel the friction as his hard cock dragged slowly over my lower abs and ribs, the heat radiating between us. His hand pressed over my stomach, his perfect chest knocked together between his arms. “I’m trying to…” he smiled.

I had no idea what was so fucking funny.

“Tell me to stop…” he whispered, his head rolling back as he moaned loudly at the delicious friction he was creating between us.

“Help yourself out…”

With a slight movement of his waist, he slid down my cock, taking me inside him completely. His eyes closed, and his mouth opened into a soundless scream.

One arm placed under my head, the other went to his waist as he slowly moved up and down, up and down. It was slow; too slow to ease the frustration that had built up inside me.

I slapped his ass. “That’s all you got?”

His eyes snapped open and he glared at me. “Shut up!”

He picked up his pace; his chest moved up and down. I gripped his waist with both hands and forced him down over my cock, jerking my hips up, pounding into him.

*Sometimes, I feel like I fucking hate you, Nikolai!” I said each word with a hard thrust, making my sentence staccato.

“Funny… I feel the same way about you!” he snapped back, his nails digging into my abs.

“I’m going to fuck all this defiance out of you. I’m gonna remind you who you belong to. I spoke. He gazed at me, tenaciously, disobediently… quietly. It’s a clash of wills, one he won’t ever win.

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