Sofia.
That rough yet soft touch of fingers tracing my face so lightly made me jolt awake, my eyes opened in alarm but we're still filled with drowsiness to meet Nikolai's soft eyes.
A small frown etched on his handsome face.
"It's okay, baby. It's just me," he soothed reaching his hand to stroke my cheek. Hazel eyes twinkling with concern.
I stepped away from his touch.
His frown deepened, lips pulled out in a small pout.
Damnit, why was I feeling bad for concerning him now?
Sofia stop feeling sympathetic to people that hurt you--
"Love, did you have a nightmare, again?" He inquired hesitantly.
I shook my head, my eyes wide knowing that he might have caught on to something the last time.
"Then what is it?"
You and your brothers and my fucked up life.
"Where are the others?" I noticed the other two's absence, dismissing his question with a yawn.
He smiled, "Nadei is working and Nial is working out."
And my dumb-hoe of a pussy started tingling at the image of a shirtless, sweaty Nial lifting being implanted in my head.
"Okay," I stretched the word and he chuckled racking a hand through his tousled locks.
He perked up suddenly checking his watch, "What would you like us to do, my love?" He questioned eagerly and I scratched my nape awkwardly.
I shrugged, careless, "Uh-I don't know," I anxiously twiddled my thumbs.
"Wanna watch a film with me or we could go to the library? Maybe the garden or do whatever you want? How about--" I cut his rambling off.
Letting out a very unattractive snort at the fact that he was acting like a 12-year-old's first time with a boner. "Can we go to the library?" I implored stopping myself from smiling at the hopeful love-struck look on his face.
Double fuck.
I was definitely simping for this dumbass.
"Of course, my love, whatever want," he grinned stroking my hair and I faltered before leaning into his touch.
I didn't know how to explain it but the harder I tried to fight this the more intense it got.
These men were blazing red flames and I was drawn to them like a moth.
More than I'd like to admit.
"Let's go," reaching his hand out for me to take as I recalled that I just woke up and am probably looked like a zombie pulled out of the walking dead.
Whilst, he looked like a freaking model.
Stop comparing yourself to others, Neonata. Carter's soft voice rang in my ears with a soft murmur.
"Uh-I need a few minutes," I mumbled making my way to wash my face and do my business.
Getting out of the bathroom as I found Nikolai sitting on the bed with his phone clutched in a hard grip texting someone with a grim expression on his face.
Upon seeing me he placed his phone down and lent me a small but forced smile and I grimaced at the expression that I didn't like on his face for some odd, dumb reason.
"Lead the way," I gestured when he stood up persisting his hand out for me to take.
But I didn't accept it and a pained look crossed his features but it was gone the second I blinked as if I had just imagined it.
He walked ahead of me unlocking the door for me than closing it after I walked out.
I followed him through the long hallway taking note of the turns we took to start ascending down a few stairs I didn't know of until we reached some huge, wooden double doors giving off a medieval but a classy aesthetic of the hidden treasure behind.
My excitement couldn't be measured.
And he opened the door and my there laid heaven.
My eyes widened with my mouth agape at the beautiful closed authentic space. The man next to me offered me a smile at the way my eyes lit up at the sight.
And I sighed.
Geek heaven.
Stepping in to run my fingertips over the covers noticing that most of them were either tragic romances, autobiographies and historical books , horror and suspense novels.
The ones that I was unable to reach on the long shelves piquing my interest.
I inhaled Nikolai's familiar musk enveloping me in its warm embrace along with the soft undertone of old and new books invaded my me and I started my scavenger hunt. Looking for what I wanted to read.
My wonder and amazement grew by the second at how well kept the enclosed small but cozy library was.
"I take it that you like it, my love?" Nikolai's amused chuckle reached my ears and I just hummed not paying much mind to him.
Rummaging through the books when I suddenly felt his body heat warming my back.
He sneaked up behind me to wrap a strong arm around my waist, his minty breath fanning my exposed skin as he pressed his body more firmly against mine feeling every ripple of his toned chest huddling me to him he reached his hand to grab a book for himself.
My breath curbed in my throat at his intoxicating scent and I froze, my cheeks heating up at the innocuous contact.
Pulling back as I exhaled out the breath that I was holding in when I felt his arm detaching itself from my waist and his presence leaving me to shiver at the cool breeze that swept my form.
Sitting down on the couch, he patted the spot near him and I tilted my head, confused.
He discerned the expression on my face and smiled, "I want you to read for me, love," he elaborated clearly, gesturing to sit beside him.
But I didn't budge standing stubbornly but fighting my urge to obey him.
Obey? -What the fuck Sofia?
"Come here, Kitten," he crooned with a hint of seriousness, his eyes twinkling to convey his mischievous intent.
"Why would I do that?"
"Because I'm dyslexic," he muttered softly.
I shook my head in refusal and he chuckled leaning back to spread his legs and lock his hazel orbs with mine.
"Why must you be so difficult, love?" He hummed, confused, "Come here before I get you," he playfully uttered but I could almost glimpse the steam coming out of his ears in the agitation at my constant bitchy behavior.
Well, too bad for him.
I was mentally unstable and a bitch to anyone bad to me, stubborn and I liked it.
But the indistinct change of tone of his was making my insides turn into a furnace its heat creeping into my core at the slight anticipation I felt from his warning.
"Love, don't be like that and sit." I eventually nodded as I walked hesitatingly towards him to plop on the far end of the couch and he frowned at the action.
Pulling me to his side, I yelped in surprise and he merely smiled feigning innocence to hand me the book steadying myself and trying to keep some much distance between us.
I scowled huffing like a child and the amused reaction I received that did nothing but make me want to punch him and hopefully rearrange his dumb gorgeous face.
I skimmed my fingertips over the cover heeding the unfamiliar title and turning the page with a swipe as I began reading for the now- attentive man with a soft voice reprimanding me.
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A few minutes into reading.
Nikolai tugged me to his lap cradling my small frame in his warm embrace as I pretended not to pay much attention to it. My deep engrossment and commitment were transmitted to the book in my opened palms.
I felt his hand coming under my sweatshirt caressing my tummy and I leaned back into his chest getting comfortable, liking the way he kneaded the soft flesh.
Suppressing a moan when he slid his rough hands to rub my hips, I halted my reading and all of my movements to stiffen like a statue. Clearly, his attention was not on what I was doing anymore.
My breathing came out in short heaves with my heart thumped in my chest anticipating his next move.
He nuzzled his head into my neck those soft blond curls tickling my skin. "I can't focus on anything with you present, my love," he confessed kissing my neck softly as I tilted my head for easier access adoring the soft intimate yet sinful touch.
This man.
"It's always just you and only you." he added with a nip to my smooth skin, his other hand seizing the book in my hands to plop it aside.
His hands were on my waist hugging me to him, a hand creeping its way to brush against the waistband of my sweats but never really touching me.
Lust hazed my vision.
"Please," I petitioned knowing what I was begging for and started grounding my ass against his hardening member.
Nikolai ceased my actions with an addicting groan.
"Please what, kitten?" He droned, his hand slipping into my loose pants to trace patterns on my pantie-clad core and I let out a whimper when he took his hand off not granting me what I wanted.
"Answer me, Love?" He gripped my inner thigh to whisper in my ear, "Do you want daddy to touch you?" He husked licking the shell of my ear sensually.
And I gave in once again.
"Y-yes," I moaned arching my back to his front.
"Yes, what?" He smacked my thigh a hiss left my parted lips at the contact.
"Yes d-daddy, please, touch me."
"Your wish is my command, Pretty girl" he purred, that silky voice exhibiting his evident desire and longing.
And he did that exact thing that turned my insides into mush where his rough fingers slipped into my panties. Those pouty lips kissing the length of my neck to sucking and marking it with a pleasing vigor.
My last thought was that I was going to hell with a damned VIP pass.