"We'll finally be able to be a true couple," Nikolai agrees. "And I can treat you the way you deserve to be treated."
Nikolai wishes they could have been open this whole time but her position as Grand Duchess and his as no one with no one's name makes it impossible. It might well be always impossible so he thinks any time that he can steal is a treasure.
"You already do, Nikki," Natalia assured him. "There's no better man alive than you." She kissed him again, squirming close, her arms twined around his neck. "And you'll be my husband in a few years," she promised, grinning as she nuzzled him lovingly.
"Anya and Stefana will be so jealous," she couldn't help but giggle, lazily draping a smooth leg over Nikolai's bare hip. "But you were always meant to be mine." Another series of sweet little kisses, and her tender affection. "I know you were."
"You have to still love me even if I'm not able to marry you," Nikolai says, worry in his eyes. "Because it might not be possible, Natalia. It might not be feasible for a long time if at all. I don't want to lose you if I can't be your dream."
He thinks they can make a new dream together but he wants to set expectations if he can.
"But I'll always love you. I love you with every part of me."
The princess smoothed her fingers over Nikolai's lips, soothing him softly. "You know that I will," she promised, resting her forehead against his. "No matter what, I'll love you forever, Nikki. No one else will ever have me, my body or my heart." Sincerity filled her soft green eyes. "They're both yours. Just yours."
She cuddled close, as she had since she'd been just a small, quiet child. "And we'll never be apart," she said then, determined. "No matter what happens, we'll always be together." Even if something or someone dared to separate them, Natalia knew she'd find her way back to him, just as he would to her.
"We'll never be apart. I'll die if we are," Nikolai says. "You are water of life to me, Natalia. I love you more than anything."
He rolls over to kiss her, already needing her again. He can barely go moments without needing her both because he loves her and also because of his stamina.
Natalia went beneath him willingly, shifting lightly to cradle him between her spread thighs. "Da," she breathed, drawing him down for a long, deep kiss. "I'm ready."
The silk nightgown was sleek between them, but a sensual, thrilling tease. Natalia amusedly doubted that when Stefana had given it to her, the other girl hadn't imagined what her friend would be doing when she wore it. But it felt so good against her skin, though her breasts ached for Nikolai's hands and mouth, yet that was an easy fix.
She slid the straps down her arms, the gown's bodice sliding over her breasts, full and ripe against her lover's chest. "I'll never let you go," she promised, threading her small hands into her Nikki's dark hair. "You know that I won't, malyshka. Believe it."
Nikolai smiles for her and moves downward, raining kisses over her breasts because they're right there for him and no longer covered by silk. He cups one in his left hand gently while drawing the tip of his tongue around the nipple of the other.
"I could do just this all night," he murmurs. "Work you up and never give you the relief you want. I could have you begging for my cock in your mouth and not give it to you. How do you feel about that?"
Her back arched, and Natalia cupped her lover's head, holding him against her, aching and needy. She loved the feel of his mouth on her sensitive skin, the nipples so tight, dark, and hard. His undivided attention always made her breath catch, and she panted softly, squirming beneath him.
"You wouldn't," she dared breathlessly. "You love my mouth on your cock too much to ever say no, Nikki." And that was the truth, she knew it. The princess lightly bucked her hips, working his stirring cock between her legs to rub against slick wet lips. "But," she teased, scratching lightly with her nails, "try it, if you want."
She was young, yes, but she could handle his wicked, wicked teasing. ...up to a point.
"Show me, then," Nikolai says, a glint in his eye at the challenge. "Show me just how much I can like it and how long it will take me to lose control. I'm eager to see how well you do."
Natalia has been a quick study in the short while they've been together and when he rolls over onto his back, he knows his challenge is going to end in utter failure for him. He knows that she will have him desperate far too quickly and that it's a challenge he'll be happy to lose.
More than willing to accept such a challenge - especially when she knew she'd win - the small Princess grinned like a devil before immediately wiggling about to lean over her beloved's thick thighs, messy red curls feathering over Nikolai's groin as her head lowered and her slick, wet lips enveloped his eager cock. She sucked him deep, moaning hotly as the head reached the back of her throat, and her tongue licked and laved as she lifted and lowered her head, greedily slurping at the thick, delicious length.
She couldn't hold him that deep for very long, but her small clever fingers plumped what she couldn't keep in her mouth, and Natalia whimpered and whined, pausing only briefly to gasp for quick breaths here and there. Still sucking and slurping, teenage enthusiasm serving her well, the birthday girl shimmied astride her lover's wide chest, resting her knees against his shoulders and offering her parted thighs and hot, wet folds for his own mouth, the blue silk rucked up around her small waist.
This is something Nikolai hasn't done before and while he's no innocent, it's still something that shocks him considering Natalia had initiated it. He's going to lose the bet, though, and he knows that as soon as he feels his mouth on her. It's so hot and wet and she's gotten good at this since they've been having sex.
He reaches his hands up to grasp her hips and pulls her down against his face, tongue twisting and sliding through hot, wet folds, and hopes he can pull some of those delicious noises out of her the way she's doing it to him. He murmurs against her thigh in Russian, just nonsense, and keeps her tight to him so she can't move away.
The first touch of that sinful tongue made her squeal, though the sound was muffled with his shaft deep between her lips. It evolved to a low, wanton moan, however, and the little princess spread her thighs wider, inviting more of that wicked, wicked tongue. It was a little difficult, however, trying to focus on her own work with her Nikolai playing such havoc between her legs, and Natalia lifted her head after long moment to gasp for a bit of breath.
But her clever little fingers never neglected their prize, sliding up and down her lover's slick, thick cock, and she squeezed time and again, wanting to feel him twitch beneath her and to hear him moan, those low, guttural noises that always made her loins clench tight.
Giving her head a naughty toss, she sent red curls tumbling over her silk-clad back, and rolled her hips in Nikolai's mismatched hands, sinful and enticing. "...more, moya zvezda," was her throaty command, instinctively trying to ride his tongue, biting at her lower lip to keep from being too loud.
It's hard to give her the more that she craves when her mouth on his cock is so distracting. She swallows him deep and works her hand against him and Nikolai is lost, left only to moan against her and use his hands to grip her ass and pull her firmer against his face.
It's different like this, yes, but he can still drag his tongue against soaked folds before swirling it around her clit in a slow tease. He slides it into her and against her and moves every way he can think of while trying to keep his wits about him. Her mouth does something particularly clever and he gasps, turning his head to murmur against her thigh.
Slim thighs were already trembling on either side of Nikolai's head, the machinations of that wicked, wicked tongue nearly driving away what was left of her precious sanity. Natalia bit off another wanton squeal when she felt that tongue penetrate, and her body instantly responded, squeezing and begging the only way it knew how. Lithe hips rolled in Nikolai's mismatched hands, the small princess heartbeats away from another volatile climax.
But she wasn't idle. Determined to pleasure her sweet, sweet lover - and win that hastily-thought-out bet, Natalia forced herself to focus on the stiffly aching cock so eager for her attention. She loved sucking him like this, driving him out of his head using only her mouth. Which was why she moaned, lapped, and laved around the rigid flesh, relaxing her jaw to take him as far as she could into her throat, not enough to choke, but only just. She'd also learned that hollowing her cheeks as she lifted her head, slowly, was another way to make him shake, and she did so, over and over again.
She didn't reply, but the low, wanton moan that slithered up from between his thighs was answer enough.
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Nikolai wishes they could have been open this whole time but her position as Grand Duchess and his as no one with no one's name makes it impossible. It might well be always impossible so he thinks any time that he can steal is a treasure.
"I'll treat you well."
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"Anya and Stefana will be so jealous," she couldn't help but giggle, lazily draping a smooth leg over Nikolai's bare hip. "But you were always meant to be mine." Another series of sweet little kisses, and her tender affection. "I know you were."
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He thinks they can make a new dream together but he wants to set expectations if he can.
"But I'll always love you. I love you with every part of me."
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She cuddled close, as she had since she'd been just a small, quiet child. "And we'll never be apart," she said then, determined. "No matter what happens, we'll always be together." Even if something or someone dared to separate them, Natalia knew she'd find her way back to him, just as he would to her.
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He rolls over to kiss her, already needing her again. He can barely go moments without needing her both because he loves her and also because of his stamina.
"Can you have me?"
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The silk nightgown was sleek between them, but a sensual, thrilling tease. Natalia amusedly doubted that when Stefana had given it to her, the other girl hadn't imagined what her friend would be doing when she wore it. But it felt so good against her skin, though her breasts ached for Nikolai's hands and mouth, yet that was an easy fix.
She slid the straps down her arms, the gown's bodice sliding over her breasts, full and ripe against her lover's chest. "I'll never let you go," she promised, threading her small hands into her Nikki's dark hair. "You know that I won't, malyshka. Believe it."
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"I could do just this all night," he murmurs. "Work you up and never give you the relief you want. I could have you begging for my cock in your mouth and not give it to you. How do you feel about that?"
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"You wouldn't," she dared breathlessly. "You love my mouth on your cock too much to ever say no, Nikki." And that was the truth, she knew it. The princess lightly bucked her hips, working his stirring cock between her legs to rub against slick wet lips. "But," she teased, scratching lightly with her nails, "try it, if you want."
She was young, yes, but she could handle his wicked, wicked teasing. ...up to a point.
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Natalia has been a quick study in the short while they've been together and when he rolls over onto his back, he knows his challenge is going to end in utter failure for him. He knows that she will have him desperate far too quickly and that it's a challenge he'll be happy to lose.
"Show me."
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She couldn't hold him that deep for very long, but her small clever fingers plumped what she couldn't keep in her mouth, and Natalia whimpered and whined, pausing only briefly to gasp for quick breaths here and there. Still sucking and slurping, teenage enthusiasm serving her well, the birthday girl shimmied astride her lover's wide chest, resting her knees against his shoulders and offering her parted thighs and hot, wet folds for his own mouth, the blue silk rucked up around her small waist.
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He reaches his hands up to grasp her hips and pulls her down against his face, tongue twisting and sliding through hot, wet folds, and hopes he can pull some of those delicious noises out of her the way she's doing it to him. He murmurs against her thigh in Russian, just nonsense, and keeps her tight to him so she can't move away.
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But her clever little fingers never neglected their prize, sliding up and down her lover's slick, thick cock, and she squeezed time and again, wanting to feel him twitch beneath her and to hear him moan, those low, guttural noises that always made her loins clench tight.
Giving her head a naughty toss, she sent red curls tumbling over her silk-clad back, and rolled her hips in Nikolai's mismatched hands, sinful and enticing. "...more, moya zvezda," was her throaty command, instinctively trying to ride his tongue, biting at her lower lip to keep from being too loud.
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It's different like this, yes, but he can still drag his tongue against soaked folds before swirling it around her clit in a slow tease. He slides it into her and against her and moves every way he can think of while trying to keep his wits about him. Her mouth does something particularly clever and he gasps, turning his head to murmur against her thigh.
"Printessa, you're killing me."
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But she wasn't idle. Determined to pleasure her sweet, sweet lover - and win that hastily-thought-out bet, Natalia forced herself to focus on the stiffly aching cock so eager for her attention. She loved sucking him like this, driving him out of his head using only her mouth. Which was why she moaned, lapped, and laved around the rigid flesh, relaxing her jaw to take him as far as she could into her throat, not enough to choke, but only just. She'd also learned that hollowing her cheeks as she lifted her head, slowly, was another way to make him shake, and she did so, over and over again.
She didn't reply, but the low, wanton moan that slithered up from between his thighs was answer enough.