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As Mikhail tips his forehead to mine, his breath hot against my skin, he whispers a string of Russian words I can’t understand. The tone of his voice sends a shiver down my spine, something deep and possessive in the way that he speaks.
I don't need to understand his language to know what he means.
His gaze remains on mine for just a second longer before he slowly pulls away from me, his fingers brushing across my skin in a lingering touch, causing my pulse to quicken as my lips part open, and a small sigh escapes me.
Mikhail remains silent as he takes my hand, tugging me closer to Nikolai, helping me step into his brother’s arms.
As soon as Nikolai’s hands settle onto either side of my hip, I feel a rush of heat moving through me. His touch is so deliberate, so demanding, yet there’s also a tenderness there too that makes my chest tighten with emotion.
Slowly, Nikolai raises one hand, lazily dragging his fingers along my body. His touchburnsinto my skin as he slides his fingers upward. Every inch of Nikolai’s body reacts to mine, just as my body reacts to his. He moves closer, pulling me flush against him.
Fire and ice, I decide.
Hot and cold.
Pleasure and tension.
My body responds to each and every touch of his, my thoughts scattering as I only focus on the feel of him. But even then, with this undeniable desire that burns between us, I know that this isn’t just about that. There’s something deeper, something that I don’t fully understand, something that I can’t resist.
Something that they’ve made me become.
Nikolai’s voice breaks through my thoughts, and I find myself squirming at his question.
“Do you really think recording that video is worth having to kiss my brother and I?”
I shudder under his watchful gaze, my breath catching in my throat.
He’s waiting for me to answer him. I swallow hard, knowing that this is another boundary crossed, but not the last. This is another step into the unknown.
“Yes.”
I say.
There’s a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
“Good girl, darling. That’s what I like to hear.”
Before I can even react, his lips are on mine.
The kiss is hard and demanding, but there's also an edge of something tender to it, a rawness which makes my knees weak. Nikolai claims my lips, his kiss so deep and possessive, it sends a rush of warmth through my body. His hand moves to the back of my neck, holding me in place as he devours me whole, pulling me even closer as if he can’t get enough of me.
All I can feel is him; his warmth, his presence, his hunger.
This is not only a kiss, but a promise too.
It’s a warning, and it’s also a craving.
His lips move slowly against mine, teasing me softly, forcing me even closer, taking all of me.
Nikolai breaks our kiss, a sweet sound leaving his lips as we pull away, our bodies still pressed closely together. He cups the side of my face, his lips hovering just above mine, his breath mingling with mine.
“Next time, you’ll be doing a lot more than just kissing us.”
My body shivers as I look away, my eyes immediately dropping to the floor as heat blooms in my cheeks.
Nikolai takes a step backward, but Mikhail soon steps forward.
His presence towers over me again as he presses one hand to my back, guiding me. I hear Nikolai’s footsteps following us both closely behind as Mikhail takes us in the direction of the room.