บททั้งหมดของ Just A One Night Stand: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

The dried crimson blood on his knuckles was jarring. I inwardly knew it, that it wasn't his blood. Somewhere deep in my blood, I knew I should be afraid of Aleksander. I should be afraid of him and what he had done, whatever it was. Yet I couldn't find that fear.All my focus went to the sensations of Aleksander plowing into me. The sound of our skin slapping together and the heat of his body crushing me down. His mouth fell on my shoulder and I felt him biting into my skin. Shivers danced through me with the heady concoction of pleasure.Aleksander thrusted into me so hard, over and over. It felt as if he would split me in half from the force of it. His movement was desperate and wild. One hand curled over mine and the other on my hip to keep me in place.I screamed into the bed when he used a knee to push my legs further apart. This pushed him deeper inside of me and I felt his cock ramming into my cervix. It was hard and fast but I didn't want it to end. Despite the blood on his h

RHEA'S POV."I did what I had to do", I heard Aleksander speak , his words were as sharp as a knife and made me freeze more in the place I was hiding in."For her?, You seriously think she is worthy the trouble we will be in if Dax's family retaliates", Nikolai's words made me to cover my mouth to hide a gasp. Aleksander growled back and I could feel the growing tension in the foyer."She is worth everything. Let them come if they want to. I will do the same to them", He seethed through his teeth. Claws of dread wrapped around my throat and i couldn't breathe."You being foolish , Aleksander. All of this potential war with the Genoseve family, just so you own the Prima ballerina of New York? Is your sense of entitlement and your over grown ego bigger than your head?", Nikolai's voice rose over a whisper, growing almost into a shout.I didn't understand what he was saying. Nevertheless my heart was beating painfully in my chest and my limbs were cold. Nikolai could be harsh but his wor

I truly looked and felt like royalty today. After all, I was marrying my dark prince. The brilliant power of the sun bloomed within my chest. Bright, joyous emotions flooded through me too fast to grasp them all at once. Happiness, love and nerves mingled in my humming blood and racing heart. Each second that passed echoed in my head like the ticking of a bomb. I might explode into a million pieces before walking down the aisle.Either we were lucky to set a date at my dream venue or Aleksander knew the right strings to pull. It astounded me that I sat in the front of a mirror in the St Patrick Cathedral today. One of the dreamiest locations in the city to have a wedding and here I was.With towering gothic spires of white marble that touched the sky and brilliant stained glass windows, it felt like getting married in a fairytale castle.Outside of this cathedral, I had stopped to pray the night I met Aleksander. I had sent a silent prayer to the heavens to protect my loved ones abd

I was burning through the layersofmyskin. Rhea's smile turned wicked without breaking eye contact.The car around us lurched when it pulled into the street. Rhea's hand slipped lower from the sudden motion. Her fingers brushed over the tent pitched in the front of my black slacks, eliciting a groan from the back of my throat.Involuntarily, my hips bucked upward, pressing my hard groin into Rhea's palm. Longing swirled in the depths of her eyes when she drew her bottom lip between her teeth. Her body melded against my side. Every soft curve of her frame met the hard planes of mine.She increased the pressure of her hand, rubbing my erection with determination. Her voice was breathy and low. "I think my husband likes me.""Oh, I fucking love you," I said. Enthralled by Rhea, the furious tension pulling us together kept me from looking away. Her hand steadily rubbed the outline in my pants, making me unhinged. Hurried, my hands flew to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants."Really?" Rhe

Aleksander took my hand in his. The mask on my features wavered at the glowing delight in his eyes. That grin bringing out his dimples made my stomach dip dangerously. "What are you thinking about, baby?"I placed my hand on his shoulder as the first notes of the song came to life. "I can't believe you made us late. "Me?" A chuckle flew past his lips. Aleksander took the first step, leading the dance. We moved together fluidly. As if our bones and blood and sinew were made of music.Dancing came so naturally to me I didn't need to think about the steps. Once we were twirling over the floor, I completely forgot about the hundreds of people intently watching our every move. They, too, knew the importance of this tradition. Our first dance as husband and wife."Yes. You," I affirmed with a pout."Nah, baby. You're not getting away with that fake innocence anymore." Aleksander made a show of spinning me around. Our guests hollered and clapped as his powerful arms caught me and promptly di