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NIKOLAI

N ikolai watches Taraji sleep, her face peaceful in unconsciousness. Pride swells in his chest at how beautifully she took her punishment. He hadn't expected her to pass out from the final orgasm, but it only proves how deeply she surrenders to him.

He brushes a curl from her forehead, marveling at how someone so strong in her daily life can be so vulnerable with him. The trust she places in him is a precious gift he intends to protect at all costs.

An hour passes before he decides to wake her. His cock has been hard since he first put his mouth on her this morning, and the need to be inside her grows unbearable.

"Baby girl," he whispers, trailing kisses down her neck. "Time to wake up."

Taraji stirs slightly but doesn't open her eyes. Nikolai smiles against her skin and continues his path downward, taking a nipple into his mouth. He sucks gently, feeling it harden against his tongue.

She moans in her sleep, her body responding even as her mind remains adrift. Nikolai moves to her other breast, giving it the same attention while his hand slides between her legs .

"Fuck, you're still so wet," he growls, finding her pussy slick with arousal despite her earlier orgasms.

Taraji's eyes flutter open at his touch. "Daddy?" she mumbles, still half-asleep.

"There she is," Nikolai says, kissing her deeply. "How do you feel, princess?"

She stretches like a cat, her body arching against his. "Mmm, good. Floaty."

Nikolai's fingers continue their gentle exploration between her legs, careful of her sensitivity. "Think you can take Daddy's cock now? I've been hard for hours watching you sleep."

Taraji's eyes darken with renewed desire. Instead of answering, she pushes against his shoulders until he rolls onto his back. She straddles him, her pussy hovering just above his cock.

"Let me do the work, Daddy," she says, suddenly more awake. "You took care of me. Now I want to take care of you."

Nikolai groans as she takes his cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance. "Fuck, baby. You don't have to—"

"I want to," she interrupts, sinking down on him in one slow movement that makes them both gasp.

The hot, tight grip of her pussy around his cock nearly undoes him immediately. He grips her hips, helping her find a rhythm as she begins to ride him.

"That's it, princess," he encourages through gritted teeth. "Use Daddy's cock however you need."

Taraji braces her hands on his chest, lifting herself almost completely off before sinking back down. The sight of his cock disappearing into her pussy drives Nikolai wild.

"You're so deep like this," she moans, grinding her hips in circles. "So fucking deep, Daddy."

Nikolai reaches up to cup her breasts, pinching her nipples just hard enough to make her gasp. "This pussy belongs to me," he growls, feeling possessiveness surge through him.

"Yes, Daddy," Taraji agrees, increasing her pace. "Only yours. "

The sight of her riding him, her breasts bouncing, her face contorted with pleasure, her pussy gripping his cock, pushes Nikolai toward the edge faster than he'd like. He usually prides himself on his control, but something about Taraji's surrender after her punishment makes him desperate.

"I'd kill anyone who touched what's mine," he says, the words escaping before he can stop them. "This pussy is mine. You're mine, baby girl."

Taraji moans at his possessive words, her rhythm faltering briefly before resuming with more intensity. "Yes, yours. Only yours, Daddy."

Nikolai feels his orgasm approaching, his balls tightening as Taraji bounces on his cock. He reaches between them to rub her clit, wanting her to join him.

"Gonna fill this pussy up," he growls, lost in the pleasure. "Mark you from the inside. My wife. My woman. My baby girl"

"Please," Taraji begs, her walls beginning to flutter around him. "I want it, Daddy."

His control snaps. "Fuck, I'm cumming," he groans, his hips jerking upward as he erupts inside her.

The feeling of his hot cum flooding her pussy triggers Taraji's own orgasm. She cries out, her body shaking as she collapses onto his chest.

Nikolai wraps his arms around her, holding her close as they both tremble with aftershocks. He's never cum so quickly, so intensely, with anyone else.

"My perfect baby girl," he murmurs against her hair. "Taking Daddy's cum so well."

They lie together, breathing heavily, their bodies still joined. Nikolai strokes her back, feeling more content than he can ever remember being.

"Did you mean what you said?" Taraji asks after a while, her voice small against his chest.

"About what, princess?"

"About killing anyone who touched me." She lifts her head to look at him, her eyes searching his face .

Nikolai considers lying, but decides against it. She deserves his honesty, even the darkest parts. "Yes. I meant every word. Your my wife"

Instead of fear, he sees understanding in her eyes. "I know you'd do anything to protect me, Daddy."

"I would burn this world to ashes for you," he confirms, brushing her cheek with his thumb. "Nothing matters more than keeping you safe."

Taraji kisses him softly. "I feel safe with you. Even when you say things that should scare me, I just feel... protected."

Nikolai's heart swells. She sees his darkness and accepts it, even finds comfort in it. It's more than he ever hoped for.

"I love you," he says, the words still new on his tongue but growing more natural each time.

"I love you too, Daddy," she replies, settling back against his chest.

As he holds her, Nikolai knows he will never let her go. The darkness inside him that once felt like a curse now serves a purpose to shield her from a world that doesn't deserve her. He will continue to eliminate any threat to her happiness, whether she knows it or not.