Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 439

Chapter 439: Ending
Warning: 18+ content ahead. You have been warned. Don’t say that the author is ruining the story with these scenes, they are necessary. Please and thank you.

If not for the fact that Nicolai couldn’t bury her inside his body, he might have just fucking done that. Let her live and die for him, with him.

She tasted chocolate milk, coffee, a tangy spice and thrilling lust that matched his own.

Nicolai picked her up in his arms when he did not feel her pushing him away. Just like the last time, there was a bunch of licking and nipping— her fingers pulled at the strands of his hair, she undid his bun letting his hair fall onto his shoulder and the lower curve of his neck.

However, Nicolai did not stop her. He enjoyed the sight of her admiring him when his hair framed his face.

He knew that as much as she tried to look scandalous at his long hair, she fucking loved it.

As soon as he reached the second floor, Nicolai shoved her inside and closed the door behind him. However, he didn’t let her go for more than two seconds.

The second the door was closed and he heard the familiar click, he was on her again. Embracing her in his arms, he kissed her.

This woman could push him as hard as she wanted but no matter how hard she pushed him— he would come hurtling back twice as back, like a fucking rubber band.

And when he does—he would be owning her again.

From her head to her fucking toes.

“Why do you wear so many layers?” He questioned as he nipped at her lower lip. He pulled her shirt off her shoulders and skimmed his hands over her waist to her bosom and to the back where he undid the hook of her lingerie.

“I go —ah— to work, Nicolai,” she answered with a glare when he twisted the hardened bud on her bosom.

“Hmm, can’t have you show this bombshell of a body to anyone but me,” he agreed as he looked at her smooth curves that were tainted with his marks. “But I would love to show my marks to others though.”

She pulled off his tank top which hung loosely on his frame with a glare. “I hate you so much, Nicolai.”

“Do more,” he bit her jaw and licked the seams of her jaw. “It makes the s*x better, hate to love—fucking love it,” he added while nibbling on her bottom lip.

He undid the buttons of her jeans and pulled them down, his eyes darkened when he saw what she was wearing.

“Did you come prepared or what?” He asked when he tugged at the sorry excuse of underpants that she was wearing.

Her cheeks flushed red as she said to him, “You ruined the last one… and I don’t want to lose more of them. So might as well use the ones that I don’t wear.”

“Oh yeah?” He shoved his hands inside the seams of the underpants that she was wearing, though they only had a string with little fabric to cover her core. His fingers skimmed the length of the quivering wet lips as he said to her, “Then I should buy more of these, because you look so freaking hot, Pallas. I want to eat you up.”

With his fingers teasing her, Nicolai revelled in every shudder and whimper that escaped her lips and kissed her every time she let out that skittish whimper.

Ari squeezed his length through his jeans, however her hand loosened when he pushed her further inside the room. But she was back to tormenting him the second they stopped, however this time around, she undid the zipper of his jeans and freed his length.

Once it was free of its restraints, Ari fisted his length and started stroking him.

“Fuck, princess. That’s right you are so skilled already.”

She pulled away from their kiss, lust as fucked up as mine mirrored in her eyes as she questioned, “More skilled than your past lovers?”

“Better than them in every aspect and everyone,” he had to fight back a grin. Did Ari even know how cute she looked when she was this jealous? However, he couldn’t show it — as she would be upset.

Nicolai leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, sucking on her pulse point. She hissed through her lips but turned her head to one side to let him have the access that he was demanding.

He continued down until he was kissing, nibbling and biting her collarbone and the quivering hardened buds. He tormented and teased her until her legs started to shake and the only thing that was holding her up was her hands thrown around his neck.

Seeing her condition, Nicolai’s eyes darkened. He pushed her down on the bed, where she bounced twice but not more than that because three seconds later he was on top of her in less than a second.

His hands continued working until he had stripped her bare of the last string of fabric that was on her as well as his own body.

However, even then his lips did not let go of her bosom. Still latched on the bud, he pushed down his jeans and teased her core with his fingers brushing up and down the seams and opening of her lower lips.

“Ummm… Nico…” Ari groaned as she turned her head to one side.

“Feels good, princess?” Nicolai asked as he raised his gaze and looked at her heavily lidded gaze.

“Y—yes,” she croaked as she arched her back off the mattress just enough of her core to brush against his finger.

Such a tease, Nicolai thought to himself with a chuckle.

He placed his length against her core, before raising her legs and securing them in place.

“What are you doing?” Ari turned and looked at him when she saw his length being squeezed by her thighs.

“Something fun?” Nicolai offered with a grin.