Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 348

Chapter 348: A Nightmare
So Nicolai stepped closer to her, his chest firmly pressed against her bosom. A warm sensation scattered all over his chest, as the violent thudding of her heart clashed against his.

Matching his own.

What in the world was this woman even doing to him? Why on earth did he even want this woman when he could have gotten anyone?

Nicolai knew that if he wanted another woman, there would be several who would volunteer to be with him.

That was the power of the De Luca name.

And yet, he was chasing after this woman like a besotted fool. If this woman was not a witch, then he was a possum. Maybe she was created just to fuck with him.

Like his very own damnation.

“You are such an agonizing terror, do you know that?” She hissed at him, her throat pulsating against his fingers and palm.

“I love the idea of agonizing you, quick question is it working?”

“I hate you so much!”

“And I like you so much.”

“Are you a masochist?”

“Nope,” Nicolai whispered against her lips. “But if it’s from you, I am willing to suffer through pain as well.” He claimed her lips with a guttural rumble.

She didn’t push him away. She certainly did not turn her head to the side like with a certain someone. There was no disgust in her eyes as she closed them.

Her lashes fluttered over her cheeks as she groaned and believe him when he said that he ate that sound up because fuck was it delicious.

Just like her. Nicolai kissed Ariana as he was going to swallow her whole. But more than eating her the fuck-up, he marked her. In ways no one else could.

Their teeth clashed, tongues fought for dominance and lips chased one other.

Damn—it —to —hell.

Nicolai had been fantasizing about her taste from the very second he dropped her home after the party. Every morning, afternoon and even at night, this woman had tormented him in ways he could not explain.

All he wanted was to feast on those lips again and again.

But he had held back because he did not want to scare Ariana. If she got terrified of him, then he would have a hard time hunting her down again as Ariana would be running for the hills.

Now he did not want that, did he?

However, as he kissed her that notion seemed to have fled his mind. He did not give two flying fucks about what was going to happen after he pulled away from her.

At that moment, he just wanted to drown in her taste.

She tasted of white chocolate, honey pretzels and his fucking addiction.

Nicolai groaned against her lips as he twirled his tongue around Ariana’s. He was rewarded with another retaliating lash. Pallas was kissing him just as wildly as he was kissing her.

Her fingers clung onto his shirt as she tugged on it as if trying to keep his body close to hers.

Nicolai nipped at her bottom lip before rolling it between his teeth. He continued with his nibbling, biting and more nibbling until Ariana was shivering against him.

More. He needed more.

This wasn’t enough.

It would never be enough.

Nicolai rolled his erection against her core, and surprise, surprise—instead of pushing him away, Ariana shook. She literally trembled before letting out a moan in his mouth.

She was turned on for him.

This time, it was certainly not because of the drug alright.

Was his end near? Was that the reason he was being so lucky? If so, then Satan better be prepared for a fucking war because he wasn’t going down yet.

“You seem rather turned on for someone who wants me to be with someone else,” Nicolai nipped one last time on Ariana’s red lips before pulling away. “You are not drugged now either.”

“It is just a physiological reaction,” she said stubbornly, still looking at him with that defiant glint that she had when Penelope announced that she had finished making arrangements for their date.

This fucking tease, if not for the fact that she was adorable, he would have certainly called things off with her ages ago.

Nicolai narrowed his eyes and instead of quibbling with her, he nipped the skin on the crook of her neck.

He slid his tongue up her neck before biting the pulse point, he gave a sharp suck and intensified the hickey that she had concealed with much effort.

“Move…let go…” she muttered, but there was no strength in her words or her actions, if anything she bunched the fabric of his shirt instead of pushing him away.

And there was no way Nicolai was done with her.

He ignored her whiny complaints because he and his mind had long realized that her mouth was a liar.

Her body, on the other hand, was much more honest, like her hands knotting his shirt as she pulled him close.

Nicolai peppered down kisses on her neck, collarbone and down the curve of her bosom.

He licked her hardened nipple through the fabric of her clothes, and she grunted out the most delicious moan ever known to anyone.

Gotta thank the preppy boy for this though —if not for his stuck-up attitude, he wouldn’t have gotten his hands on this fucking treasure.

Just as he rolled the hardened nipple between his lips, Ariana opened her mouth, and he jammed two fingers inside her mouth and spread them in a V shape, catching her tongue between them.

Seriously she needed to keep her mouth shut at some time since Ariana did not know what she wanted and needed, at least let him show it to her.

He rolled his tongue around the perked-up nipple and tugged on it through the clothes, hard enough to leave it aching. Sucking and biting, even if Ariana wanted to wash off his traces after tonight—she would not be able to.

This time around, she would be breaking for him.