...It all became a haze of passion.
All he comprehended was she arched her back and moaned...
Chapter Seventeen
Nicholas couldn't sense Nya, she had closed her mind to him and now he missed her.
He often would touch her mind, gently, throughout the night to ensure she was still there, still within reach.
And now, the emptiness he found when he went in search of her, ate at him.
He had been a fool. He should have discussed with her why she couldn't go back to her previous job. She had no need, he would care for her now. Plus, the mere thought of her removing her clothes and dancing for the pleasure of other men, sent him into a rage.
He knew his eyes always flashed red at the thought, and his fists clenched tightly made him realize without a doubt that Nya could never go back to her job.
It would be too dangerous.
Not for her.
He would never harm her, he couldn't even bare thinking about causing her harm.
But to any man who looked upon her, would be certainly dead within seconds.
They belonged together. Just the two of them, husband and wife, forever. He wouldn't allow anyone to take her from him.
It was an insane thought, but he knew, even if she held no desire for any of the men, Nicholas still wouldn't be able to bare them looking upon her. One thought would be seared in his mind the whole time. They want to take what's mine.
A low growl rumbled from his throat at the thought of them even trying.
Closing his eyes, he breathed deeply, catching the remaining scent of Nya upon his skin. Calming him, as he continued to stride down the staircase, in search of his brothers.
Once again he skimmed for Nya's mind, and once again all he found was a blank void. He sighed, he should have spoken to her more. But all his words had seemed to do was ignite her anger more.
Not for the first time this rising, he cursed his lack of experience with women.
What should he have said?
He had told her he loved her.
Love was too mild a word for what he felt, but it was true just the same.
Surely she would know that meant he would always protect and cherish her?
He shoved open the study door, and collapsed into the nearest black leather chair. Ignoring his brothers completely he nibbled on his lower lip as he went over his and Nya's conversation again. Wondering where it had all gone wrong.
"Problems?" Nicholas lifted his head and looked into his brothers' eyes, he had only just realized his brother Rhiordan was back as well.
Three sets of black eyes stared at his, with half amusement, half concern. He snarled at them, and Rafael grinned.
"No problems" He knew his voice came out a low growl but didn't care.
Zacarias cleared his throat and sat down behind the large desk in front of the window. "We need to come up with a plan. Joseph has yet to be found. The longer he is out of our sight, the more dangerous he will become. We cannot take the risk he could come back"
Nicholas winced as the pain of Nya's torment rushed through him. No, they couldn't take the risk.
"I suggest we search for him, hunt him down and kill him as soon as possible. The longer he stays in hiding the more likely he is to find help"
"What about our lifemate's? We cannot leave them unprotected" Rafael's voice was thick with concern, and Nicholas agreed with his brother. They couldn't leave them alone, without protection.
"One of us should stay behind" Zacarias gave the command, and looked around the room, as if for volunteers. There was no way Zacarias would stay behind, he had a personal grudge with Joseph as well as Nicholas did. That leaves Rhoirdan and Rafael.
"I wont stay." Rafael's voice was firm and Nicholas knew his brother wouldn't budge from his decision. Rafael also wanted blood for Colby's distress.
"Well then, I guess that leaves me" Rhiordan stated, as he lean back against the study wall, casually, with his ankles crossed.
Zacarias nodded. "We leave next rising"
Nicholas was the first to leave the study after the brief meeting. He was anxious to return to Nya. He knew he had handled the situation poorly and that gnawed at him.
He only had a few more hours with Nya until they would have to sleep and he would leave to go hunting. He wanted to spend as much time as possible, just holding her. Allowing her scent to bleed onto his skin, her hair to brush under his chin. Her body wrapped around his.
He waited at the door, for several minutes, breathing deeply. He felt so nervous to enter. What if he only made things worse? Nicholas sighed, from the look on Nya's face when he had left, he doubted he could possibly make it worse.
He crept open the door silently, and found her staring out of the window into the night. She looked so ethereal standing there. Highlighted by the moon light, the black silk still draped around her body, blonde hair, almost silver in the moonlight.
His heart slammed painfully in his chest, at the sight of her. It hadn't been long, but he had missed her. He needed to get his brother to paint a portrait of her, one he could carry with him always.
He took the sight of her by the large window into his heart, and entered the room silently. He knew she hadn't noticed his entrance. She was busy tracing the window with her fingertip.
He stood for several minutes just watching her stand there. So perfect.
How could he ever leave her side? But he would, he needed to get revenge for her pain, and more importantly he needed to rid himself of the endless ache of his guilt. His failure to protect her.
He knew when she saw him reflected in the window, when she gasped and stilled her hand upon the glass. He stayed still, staring at her reflection in the glass.
"I'm not ashamed of you, Nya" His voice was a mere whisper but he knew she heard him, as her eyes slid closed and a blood red tear slid down her cheeks.
His heart clenched painfully at the sight.
He wanted to go to her, and kiss that sweet blood away. Kiss the frown from her lips. "I'm sorry if I upset you. I am new to this. Loving someone. Please forgive me" He held his breath as she opened her eyes, which where rimmed with tears.
She nodded and he couldn't stop himself rushing to her side.
His strides long and purposeful he made it to her side in three steps. Spinning her around, he clutched her arms tight, pulling her off her feet as he crushed her to his chest.
His lips crushed down upon hers as he kissed her with all his emotions.
He wanted to remove her pain, and his words that had upset her.
Slanting his lips over hers he devoured her.
He ran his tongue over her teeth, her tongue as he tasted her completely. Taking her taste into his body. Moaning at the feelings she ignited within him.
He was so hard, he pressed her against the window, grinding his body against hers, as he kissed her more. She whimpered into his kiss and he increased his movements against her.
He needed more. Needed to drag more of her pleasure from her.
Running his hands down her arms, he gripped her wrists and raised them above her head with one hand, pinning them to the glass, as his other hand clasped tightly to her hip. The silken sheet was trapped between their bodies as he kissed her.
Her legs wrapped around his hips and he growled low. The beast within him, was pleading for him to take her. Make her see…
Even though he was fully dressed he thrust against her. Delighting in her murmurs of pleasure. Yes! Make her see she is yours….
He ground against her, pinning her firmly to the glass. He needed more….
His hand clutching her hip, ripped the silk away from her body, throwing it to the floor so her naked body was crushed to his. She cried out at the feel of the cool glass along her back. In his head was a constant roar, begging for release. Begging to please her.
Take her!
He pulled away from the kiss and stopped moving against her. The beast was too strong inside him. He would hurt her. He was desperate to lay claim to her again, before he left her side, but he feared with the beast so desperate within him that he could hurt her.
He watched her eyes flutter open as she pinned him with a lustful stare that nearly made him lose his will. We wanted to throw her to the floor and… He growled as he rested his forehead against hers. He wouldn't hurt her…
"I cant hurt you Nya"
He watched her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath, and he forced himself to close his eyes and not watch.
"I know you wont Nicholas" Her voice was so breathless he ached even more. The beast roared at the sound. She wants you too…. No!
He growled as she began to move against him, rubbing her body over the ache in his trousers, while her hands where still pinned above her head.
"You must… you must stop Nya" His voice was a moan as she ground against him.
God, he could imagine her doing that when he was inside her. Take her!
He shook his head. "I'm not myself" He whispered as she refused to stop. He didn't open his eyes, he knew if he did it would be all over. He couldn't watch her grind naked against him. He couldn't…
And yet he found himself opening his eyes. He groaned at the sight of her. Her tanned skin, shining in the moonlight, naked…. So perfect. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, as her movement aroused him beyond belief. This may be the last time you make love to her, for a while. It was true, tomorrow he went hunting.
He reached down and unzipped his trousers with a trembling hand. Forgetting with his need he could of just removed them with his thoughts. He allowed himself to spring forth, and when her sex touched his, he growled low.
No more…. He could take no more.
He gripped her hips with his free hand and slid inside her with one thrust. He moaned as she threw her head back against the glass and cried out.
Yes! He slid himself almost completely out of her body, before he rocked back against her. Pushing her body back against the glass so he could enter even more deeply.
He groaned at the feel of being inside her again.
He felt so connected to her, they were one and the same. Her heart beat matched his, her breaths panting to the same rhythm of his, as he rocked against her.
He looked at her face, as she moaned and withered upon him. He couldn't bare to leave her. His thrust came more forcefully, as he ached to never leave her. He wanted to stay like this always. He grasped her thigh and lifted it, to pin her knee to the glass, before thursting against her again. Going even deeper than before.
"God, Nya,I don't ever want to stop" He groaned as he bent his head to lick and nuzzle her breast.
"Don't stop!" He watched as she arched her back against the glass and ground against him.
He cursed under his breath at the pleasure that caused him. He allowed his hand to leave her wrists and gripped her hips as he thrust against her. Deeper and harder than before. More desperate. "Don't leave me" He whispered as he pounded against her.
He watched her shake her head, and grip his hair in her fists as she cried out.
He made love to her furiously.
It all became a haze of passion. All he comprehended was she arched her back and moaned as he pounded against her.
He never wanted it to end.
Wanted to bury himself inside her and never leave.
The friction of her body wrapped around his was making him crazed. His thrusts became more forceful as he clamped her to him. Their hips locked together as they reached the height of passion.
Nicholas cradled Nya's naked body to his own as they lay upon their bed.
Stroking stray locks of hair away from her face, he kissed her shoulder.
"I'm not ashamed of you Nya. That's not the reason for me not wanting you to dance"
He watched as she turned to face him, her body moving closer to his, as he held her to him once more.
"What is the reason?"
"I wouldn't be able to stand other men looking upon you" He shook his head as he kissed her cheek and then the tip of her nose "Your too precious to me, Nya. I couldn't bare it if anyone every sought to take you from me"
He watched as she nodded and laid her hand upon his cheek. He nuzzled against it, loving the soft texture against his rougher skin.
He turned her hand to kiss into her palm. "Sleep now, Nya" he whispered as he kissed her palm.
He sent the command to her, and watched enthralled as her eye lashes fluttered to a close, lying like fans over her cheeks.
He smoothed the skin of her cheeks with his thumb. So perfect….
He lay for hours watching her sleeping beside him. Her face serene and relaxed as she nuzzled into his chest. He watched over her, making certain she had no more bad dreams, only resting when the sun became too much for him, and his body shut down.
He felt the night coming, felt it with every cell in his body.
Its time, Nicholas.
Zacarias's voice roused him from his tentative exploration of Nya's sleeping face. He cradled her cheeks in his palms, as he lay a kiss on her lips. Closing his eyes, he memorized the taste and feel of her.
Before pulling back and leaving the room.
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Next chapter is 'hunting' ...
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emma x