The Russian Don – A Dark Mafia Romance

Julianna’s Pov:-

I stared at my dish in front of me, trying to completely ignore the occasional glare Nikolai was throwing at me. My heart kept pounding inside and I was anxious. Everyone was busy in a conversation, but I could feel the changing atmosphere.

Jesus!

I tried my best to ignore him but I couldn’t. I began shoving my food into my mouth and getting the hell out of here as soon as possible.

“Well, I don’t think it’s a girl, I think it’s a boy,” I heard Flora’s voice, I glanced at her and tried to get myself engaged in the conversation. I glanced at Enzo and Venessa, they were glancing at each other with a smile on their faces.

I could feel the love and affection they have for each other, it’s beautiful to see them deeply in love.

“Let’s ask Milly,” Penelope said,

“Milly dear, who do you want? A brother or a sister?” She asked turning to Milly,

“I want both,” She replied with an excited expression. Everyone chuckled at her reply and it somehow lightened the atmosphere.

After having dinner, I headed straight to my room. I was trying hard to sleep but I couldn’t, I kept tossing and turning. The way he glared at me throughout the dinner was scary, I couldn’t take it out of my mind.

God!

He can be scary at times.

I sighed and closed my eyes, as I was about to slip into darkness, there was a knock on my door. My heart kept pounding inside my chest and I immediately sat up.

God, it must be Nikolai!

Holy Cow!

I slowly got up from the bed and strolled towards the door. As soon as I opened the door Nikolai pushed me inside and shut the door close with a kick. I was breathing hard and my throat went dry.

He looked pissed.

His eyes were staring at me like a hawk and it sent a chill down my spine, “Nikolai… What are you doing?” I asked with a shaky voice,

I noticed a mischievous glint in his eyes, “You know every well… Julianna,” He whispered while bending down and tracing his finger down my cheek.

“Nik…”

“Shhh…” he pressed his finger on my lips and shut me up,

I stared at him while gulping hard, “I didn’t like the way you disobeyed me at the dinner…. Julianna,” his hot breath hit my skin, and the way my name rolled down his tongue made the hair off the back of my neck stand up.

“I…I…”

“You need to be punished for that,”

As I heard the word punishment, my senses were high and I could hear my heart pounding harder.

“But…”

“Shhh….” he said while stepping back, I quickly stood up.

“Stay put…” He ordered me and strolled towards my closet,

I watched him curiously as he kept searching for something and pushing my clothes aside, my eyes widened as he closed the door and turned to me. He had blind floods and handcuffs in his hands.

I gulped hard, I couldn’t tear my eyes off the handcuffs.

“Nikolai…”

“You should have listened to me, Julianna,” he placed them on the nightstand.

I locked my eyes with him as he approached me. They were dark and dangerous, his eyes. I felt myself sinking deeper and deeper into them with every step he took. He cupped my face, he lowered his mouth to mine. This kiss was slow and over before I wanted it to be.

All of a sudden he pushed me onto the bed and climbed onto me. I gasped and my face was covered with my hair, as I was about to push my hair off my face, he grabbed my hands and cuffed them both.

“Nikolai… What are…” he cut me off with a look, He tied my hands up above my head to the headboard.

My breathing was ragged.

“Do you trust me,” he asked while holding the blindfolds,Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

I glanced at the folds and back at him, my throat went dry as I realized what he was going to do.

“Yes,” I nodded my head and a sweet smile appeared on his face.

As he put blindfolds on my eyes, everything went dark and I could feel all my senses on high alert. I swallowed hard as I felt his cold fingers at the hem of my top, touching my skin. He pushed my top up to my hands.

I shivered as the cold breeze touched my bare skin, I was tense. I never laid bare with blindfolds and tied up like this ever before but there is some kind of excitement to know what he’s going to do next to me.

He traced his finger from my neck and trailed it down to my breasts, he snaked a hand behind me to unclasp my bra. The bra straps slid down my arms and I whipped it off, feeling how hard my nipples were. I wanted him; I wanted him so badly.

“You are the most fucking beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Julianna,” Nikolai said, his voice raspy.

He dragged my sweatpants down my legs, I was laying on the bed with nothing but a thong. Nikolai’s hands were on my waist, his fingers yanking at the thin lace circling my thighs. He pulled. I whimpered. My thong was ruined.

I could hear some kind of juggling just beside my ear, and it made my heart pound with anticipation. Suddenly I felt ice on my skin and I gasped,

“Nikolai,”

I could feel his hot breath, along with the cold touch of the ice on my skin. He dragged the ice down my throat, so slowly. I was breathless. He leisurely dragged the ice down to my breasts, rolling it around my nipple.

I licked my dry lips as I kept gasping at the coldness, he moved it on the top of my erupted nipple and pressed it down. I huffed aloud. He dragged the ice to my other breast and repeated the process and earned a loud moan from me.

I could hear him dropping the ice and grabbing one more, he pulled the ice cube down to my belly button, moving it in a circular motion and then tugging it down to my thong. He towed the ice alongside my thin lace, he pulled the thong off my legs and I was now completely naked under him.

He moved the ice down to my vagina, rubbing it between my wet folds. I moaned while arching my back,

“I’m gonna eat your pussy, Julianna,”

My brain was fuzzy because I couldn’t have heard him right.

“What?”

Without saying anything his tongue thrust into my wet pussy, sending electricity crackling up my spine and making my toes curl.

“Nikolai,” I cried, gazing down at his face between my legs.

“Oh, God.”

The muffled, “Julianna,” he uttered was torture against my flesh. He held my pussy open with his fingers, spearing his tongue inside me and licking me out. The thrusting of his tongue was almost as powerful as the thrusting of his cock, and I found myself grinding myself against him, driving him deeper and deeper into my wet center. I realized that I was fucking him, no, fucking his face, and that thought alone made me wet. Made me cry his name again and again.

My hands were gripping the headboard so tight that I felt I could break it. I threw my head back, eyes rolling back. I can’t see anything but hear his groans and the sounds his tongue made. Pleasure clawed at my skin, making it unbearable to withstand. I wanted to scream that it was enough, that he was going to kill me with his tongue, with his fingers, with his teeth… The sucking, the fingering, the licking.. it became too much.

Every muscle in my body tightened as I erupted into Nikolai’s mouth. Bliss swept across me, salving the burn his bristly jaw had caused. Nikolai was groaning, licking me through the aftershocks of my orgasm.

When I felt a semblance of normal, he flipped me over, pulling me down the bed and pressing his erection against my soaking, sensitive flesh. I could hear him stripped out of his jeans and sheathed his dick so fast. I made a sound of pleasure-pain when he pounded into me. I felt the desperate need for this, for this release. I felt it all with every deep, violent thrust.

He cursed. I cursed. He grunted. I moaned. He rasped my name; I cried his.

We were sweaty, sticking to each other like glue, and our harsh breaths melded as one when he pressed his mouth against mine. I came first, legs wrapped tight around Nikolai and back arching ridiculously. I was limp as Nikolai chased his own release, his thrusts becoming shorter and shorter before he finally came with a roar that rang in my ears.

“Don’t… Ever… Disobey me… Julianna,”

Author’s Note:-

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