Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Go on
Warning: Both chapters are 18+, these chapters might and can make some people queasy and uncomfortable. So please wait for the next chapters until the 18+warning is removed.

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Nicolai bit down on his lower lip. He tugged on it, causing her skin to stretch causing pain to explode all over until it reached her extremities or was it something else?

Ariana could feel her heart thumping, pushing and brushing against her rib cage.

Who knows how potent the drug was but when Nicolai shoved his tongue inside her mouth, Ariana did not resist, instead, she let out a welcoming moan.

And what was more terrifying was that she didn’t want to resist.

Her blood was roaring in her head causing her thoughts to become more and more disoriented until Ariana could only focus on Nicolai.

It was the kind of feeling that Ariana had never experienced before.

The moment that tentative moan escaped from her lips, Nicolai went feral. His tongue swirled around hers, he sucked, plunged and stripped whatever rationality to which Ariana was clinging onto.

A groan echoed in the silent surroundings, and it was sheer horror for Ariana to realize that it was hers. She was clinging onto the man like a second skin and groaning as he kissed her!

Nicolai dug his fingers in her hair and tilted her head back such that he could kiss her even more deeply. He growled deep in her mouth causing Ariana to shiver.

She shouldn’t be doing this, for this man tasted like temptation, violence, and intimidation. He was everything that Ariana had stayed clear of.

He was like her own custom-made perdition.

She raised her arms and Arians swore in her head that she was doing this to push this man away. But as her hands glided up, she found them tied around Nicolai’s neck.

Instead of shouting at the man for touching her, she was pulling him close.

Her tongue wrapped around his as Ariana tried to fight for control. The very control that this man had stripped her of, as if she had none, to begin with.

She felt Nicolai’s hand drop as he slid it on her sides, feeling and groping her bosom and back. Ariana couldn’t help but gasp when he gave her a delicious squeeze on the bosom which sent a jolt to her core.

It was like being touched and kissed by a savage. Nicolai was certainly a barbarian at least in his touch because if he wasn’t, then why was he unravelling her layers one by one so violently?

Ariana’s eyes fluttered open as she blinked her eyes and looked at Nicolai whose eyes were closed as he kissed. She didn’t understand why but for some reason this sight did something to her, making the ache in her core grow even more.

This was too much …

She was not sober or sane enough to resist this temptation. She took a whiff of his scent and inhaled her lungs with it. He smelled of musk, bergamot, cigars and alcohol. He smelled of warmth.

Ariana wanted to believe that this was wrong, and she should not be kissing this man so desperately and yet —— she didn’t feel even the slightest bit revolted.

In fact, she gulped every single drop of this pleasurable forbidden wine that she should have never taken a sip from.

Nicolai pulled back, his tongue swiped at the bottom of her lip as he took another nip. He whispered hotly, “You are a much better kisser than I expected, Pallas. Was that your first time? For real?”

“S——Shut up,” Ariana told him, but she might as well have stayed silent because her voice was hoarse, and she sounded needy.

This ——This thing that she was doing was so wrong.

“I am going to go with a yes,'” his eyes burst with a myriad of intense emotions. His tongue glided on her bottom lip as he nibbled on her lips. “There is no way that preppy boy would have kissed you and even if he did—— with how he is, he couldn’t have brought you to your knees with just a kiss.”

“In fact kissing him might be a fucking chore.”

It was then that Ariana looked down and realized that she was indeed kneeling halfway. Her knees were buckled, and it was Nicolai who was supporting her by wrapping his arm around her waist.

A sharp gasp escaped her lips as Ariana felt Nicolai pull her up.

“Did you like my kiss that much princess?” He spoke so close to her mouth that Ariana felt every brush off his lips.

“Do—— Don’t call me princess,” she breathed out, trying to shuffle through the rubble scattered inside her head. Her sanity had crashed and splintered into pieces, while her mind was trying its best to recollect the pieces.

“Why not? Do you want me to call you something else? But I like calling you princess…my princess.”

“Nicolai!”

“Fuck look at you. I love that little purr, when you call my name, princess.”

“Don—-Don’t do that.”

“Why? Does it make you feel something you shouldn’t? I don’t think that you might have been called various nicknames while you were married to the preppy boy,” his hand skimmed down before settling on her thigh.

The back of his fingers brushed against her skin before cupping her core. Ariana’s eyes widened, and she stared at Nicolai like a deer caught in the headlights.

“My, my …. I can see that it made you feel a lot of things.”

“And you are feeling them because of me, not because of that preppy boy.”

“St—-Stop,” the word came out in a sudden rush but at the same time it was spoken so softly that it was nearly inaudible. With such a small voice, it would be a miracle if Nicolai could even hear her.

And if truth be told, somewhere inside her heart Ariana was glad that he did not hear her because as his fingers rubbed against her core, the sweet sensation that spread throughout her body made her go weak at her knees.

The delicious tingle stretching on the length of her spine made Ariana gasp and cry in delight.