20: Ada’s POV

There was a thud that woke me from my slumber late that night.

I sat up, looking around hurriedly. The only light was coming from the fire that was now so low it was nearly only embers. Leaning against the post of my bed was Nik. He was in nothing but sweat-pants, his shirtless chest gleaming in the low firelight.

His dark eyes were fixed on me. I tossed my covers aside and climbed to my feet, stepping toward him. He reached forward, gripping the fabric of my sleep shirt and ripping it apart. I gasped, the cold night air hitting my skin with such a shock. He tore the shirt off of me, eyes raking over my naked body.

He *tsk-tsked*, “Nothing under your sleep shirt, dove?” He stepped forward, backing me against the edge of the bed, “It’s as if you already know I like easy access.”

“Nik,” I started, but ending up simply moaning as his hands continued their relentless petting of my clit.

I writhed against his hand, giving a whimper when he pulled it away. He slipped out of his sweatpants, revealing that he was also without underwear and was just as erect as he was earlier. His hands gripped my wrists, lifting my hands above my head as he spun our bodies. I stumbled over my own two feet as he walked me backwards.

My body pressed against the cold window to the right of my bed, sending goosebumps over my entire body. Nik pinned my arms on the glass above my head and pressed his body against mine. Instinctively, I lifted a leg and wrapped it around his waist. He hoisted me up with his free hand, slamming in to me straight to his hilt.

I gasped at the sensation of him filling me so completely and suddenly. My hips rose up to meet every thrust of his, my chest heaving against his as he nipped at my neck. My hands were released and I raked my nails down his back. He gripped both my hips and pulled out of me, turning us and throwing me on the bed.

He nodded at me, ordering, “On your hands and knees.”

Despite my rising my blush, I didn’t hesitate to follow his orders. Before I could finish positioning myself, he pulled me to the edge of the bed. He buried himself deeply once more and I gripped the sheets of the bed firmly. Nik shoved down my head and I buried my face in the sheets as he pounded into me harshly. My toes curled as an orgasm ripped through my body.

Nik moaned as I pulsated against him, my body thrumming with pleasure. His hand connected with my ass, sending a resounding smack through the air, “I didn’t tell you that you could come, dove.”

Wait. Could I control that? I didn’t have any time to truly think about that statement because I was being flipped around to face him. Sweat glistened on his body in the low firelight. He looked like a God standing before me, perfectly and darkly sculpted. His eyes scoured over my body hungrily.

I sat up, “Nik, what—“

He hushed me, “You look so beautiful. I am simply appreciating what I am about to ravage,” he glanced to the side and stepped over to the window, removing the ropes holding the curtains back, “Listen to me very closely. You are not to come again until I say so.”

“But how do I stop it?” My eyes widened as he approached me with the ropes.

“You will learn,” his voice was firm as he tied a rope around my wrists, “Consider this just a taste.”

He shoved me back on the bed before dropping to his knees in front of me. I tried to lift my head to watch him, but when his tongue lapped at my clit, I seemed to lose all strength in my body. I sighed as he positioned my thighs on either side of him, his hands gripping at my thighs and hips as I writhed against his mouth. My back arched as pleasure built quickly, so quickly I couldn’t even attempt to hold back my loud moans and cries.

I tried to tug my hands down— to run my fingers through his raven-colored hair— but found that somehow he had secured the rope to keep my hands above my head. My heart thudded quickly and loudly in the middle of my chest as Nik continued his relentless assault with his tongue. I could feel the orgasm building quickly, and was trying to focus on it so I could stop it.

But his tongue circling my clit was too much and it wracked through my body, causing all of my muscles to tighten as I cried out in pleasure. Nik shoved my thighs further open, continuing to flick his tongue over the pulsating bundle of nerves between my legs.

My body nearly convulsed with every movement of his mouth and I found myself longing for something to fill me, to clench around. “Please,” this whisper came from between my lips and my eyes widened, almost as if I hadn’t been thinking that word this whole time, “Please, Nik.”

He pulled back and stood up, meeting my eyes, “I like your name coming from my lips more than I should, dove.”

“I like it, too,” I squirmed when his black eyes seemed to flash silver as he growled, “Take me again.”

Nik reached down and stroked his hard cock, smirking down at me, “Now, dove, didn’t I tell you not to come?”

I pouted, tugging against the restraints on my wrist, “Nik, please.”

He groaned as I said his name, continuing to stroke his hard length. I kept my legs open and my eyes locked on him. My heart raced as I waited for him to kneel between my legs and thrust into me. His muscles began to tense, and I suddenly wasn’t sure that moment would come as he continued to stroke himself toward his own release.

I whimpered, struggling against the restraints again. Nik moved quickly, kneeling before me and plunging into me. He thrusted twice before moaning as I felt his release flowing into me. I sighed as he quickly pulled away from me. He smirked at my frowning face and stepped away. I heard a quick shuffle and when he returned, his sweatpants were back on.

Nik leaned over me, smiling as he undid my tethers. I sat up, grabbing a nearby purple throw and covering my nakedness. He spoke as he walked toward the door, “You will only receive the satisfaction you desire when you learn to follow a command.”

A hot flush erupted on my cheeks, the aching between my legs feeling akin to being whipped, “That’s hardly fair. I don’t—“

“You did well for your first time,” he grinned and ran a hand through his dark hair, “Take the time until our next union to think about what we did, what you enjoyed,” he reached down and brushed his thumb against my bottom lip as my eyelids fluttered shut, “Long for me, as I will long for you,” I sucked in a sharp breath when his thumb was replaced by his lips lightly brushing against mine, “There is so much more to come, dove.”

And with that, he left as abruptly from my chambers as he’d come. I spent the remaining hours until dawn sitting in front of my fire with my throw wrapped around me, thinking about Nik and our unexpected encounter. He was so different from Darius, yet just as enticing. There had been nothing gentle about the way he’d handled me. It had empowering to not feel fragile. Somehow, he’d still found a way to be tender with me.

As Gwynn came into the room to start my day, I found myself sitting with a small smile plastered onto my face. My fingers rested on my lips, which had just been kissed for the first time — however Brief of a kiss it was.

Suddenly, I was more than a little excited to experience the more that was so eagerly promised to me.