Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 358

Chapter 358: Rainbow after storm
Warning: Both chapters are 18+. Readers’ discretion is advised. Please skip these chapters if you are uncomfortable with intimacy and smut and wait for the normal chapters to be released.

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Ariana trembled against him, and Nicolai did not even need his toes to notice that his Pallas were breaking for him. Her precious control was blown to smithereens.

And what was he supposed to do now? He needed to make use of this opportunity and trap Ariana in a way where she would never escape from him ever again.

He had finally crawled under that impenetrable skin of hers and this was the legendary first step of being inside of her as well.

“You can scream, shout and yell as much as you want. In fact, you might as well take a megaphone and yell to the world how you don’t want me…but that will not stop you from desiring me,” he raised his other hand which was not holding Ariana’s hands and traced the hickey that Ariana was trying to hide.

The amount of concealer she had used -tsk, tsk. It was as if he gave her some sort of malicious illness or something of the sort, the way she was trying so hard to hide it.

“You came here in such a hurry because you were worried. Worried that Penelope and I would do something, right? Don’t even try to say that you did it because you wanted to warn me. You despised the idea of her touching me and calling me intimate names, right?”

“You are wrong!”

“And you are angry at me because I brought her here, you expected me to punish her for what she did to you instead of taking her on a date, right?”

The storm behind her eyes turned even more violent, flames danced off her skin and bounced right against his.

Her eyes were filled with accusations and yet when she parted those kissable lips, she said the opposite thing, “I am not angry at you—I just —I just thought that it was a real shame for you to be with a woman as vile and hateful as that. I was just worrying about you as a friend.”

“How long are you going to continue pretending?” Nicolai asked as he brushed the pad of his thumb on the hickey, which Ariana had rubbed concealer to hide. “Stop hiding, Pallas. You are more courageous than this, don’t listen and follow the words of others but your own.”

She shook her head, but the struggle in her eyes dimmed a little. Ariana was not someone who couldn’t have stopped him, if she wanted she could have ignored his message, but she chose not to.

Like how she was not choosing to fight for control. Her desire to regain the control she had lost was crumbling and falling like broken glass on the floor.

He raised his hand and clasped her chin with his fingers. His lips were just an inch away from Ariana’s.

Seeing him lean in close, her lashes fluttered as she breathed his citrusy scent.

“Don’t …” she whispered. Her voice was shaky and breathless.

This annoying little — she clearly wanted him, he could see that she was craving his touch. Her body language was enough to show it. With those darkening eyes and parted lips, what else could she even want?

But she wouldn’t be his Pallas if she did not fight tooth and nail the inevitable.

“Blame me again, if you want princess,” he murmured against her lips. “If someone asks, it is I who seduced you.”

“That—”

Nicolai slammed his lips on hers, claiming what belonged to him.

Because as much as Pallas refused to admit it, she was fucking his.

She obviously did not know it yet and would deny it until the end of the world. And it doesn’t matter because she was one stubborn woman.

But she was his woman.

Ariana did not struggle and parted his lips without refusing. Their tongues clashed once again, hot and fervent. She moaned, maybe it was just him, but the moans made by her were the most beautiful and erotic.

Her body was pliant against her as her passionate mouth spoke volumes. She was so fucking wanton and responsive, it felt fabulous.

He rolled his hips and brushed his hardened length against her core and she groaned before starting to grind against him. Possibly she did not even know what she was doing given that Ariana was too lost in the kiss.

Nicolai nipped at her bottom lip, and she groaned, he once again plunged his tongue inside her mouth, and it clashed with her wet, hot and needy tongue.

The two of them got entangled in another war of stroking, rubbing and twirling.

She released a groan with each lick, bite, and nibble.

Her hands reached forward and smoothly knotted into Nicolai’s hair, her fingers knotted into his hair making him stay put such that she could suck on his tongue, something she liked to do.

She was freaky and Nicolai knew it —as he already told that preppy boy.

Nicolai turned his head to the side and brought his own hand to grab a fistful of Ariana’s hair, deepening the kiss as her touch seared right into his bones. It was so addicting that it almost terrified Nicolai.

A bit more.

Just a bit more.

He raised one of his legs and pressed his knee against Ariana’s core. With a little more pressure, he started grinding against her core, causing Ariana to moan as she started to ride his leg.

The new position must have given her more friction as she groaned down his throat, her fingers pulled at his hair which indicated that she liked it just as much as he did.

Her pace increased as Nicolai continued to gyrate against her. Tingles erupted on her spine as she hummed in delight.

Nicolai growled as he raised his hand and slid down to her bosom, past her abdomen and inside of her shirt.

Ariana grunted, panted and tugged at his hair, whether to stop him or ask him to hurry. Personally, Nicolai wanted to believe it was the latter.