A big Thank you to Chrissienuil, NotSoSweet, Dark Fairy 79, Carly Jo, Once Bitten, SpiritStar, and Goldsparkler for the reviews and all the help you have given me. I am so sorry this chapter is so late, I really appreciate you all sticking with my story, some health problems have gotten me behind with writing, but I hope to be writing more soon :)

This chapter is about Nicholas getting Nya back to her old self... it does contain sex, just to warn you. I had some difficulty with this chapter, but I hope you enjoy it.

Take care... Emmalisa xx

...Her eyes closed, her teeth biting into her lower lip, she was all the fantasies he could have ever imagined...

... Slowly at first, with a gentle almost teasing touch he circled the sweet oil ...

Chapter Twenty Seven

Adrienne woke with a scream locked in her throat and tears in her eyes. Sitting bolt upright in a bed that wasn't her own, the silk sheets felt foreign to her skin.

She wasn't used to such comfort, and it brought a peace to her she didn't feel she deserved.

Her body was trembling as if cold, even though sweat covered her skin.

Flipping the covers away, she looked up at the antique curtains and looked upon the ranch house.

It was still early morning, and the ranch house was bathed in the earliest of sunlight. Adrienne looked upon it, and pictured her baby inside.

A tear slid silently down her cheek.

Her baby was no longer a baby. Her baby hated her. And she deserved that hate.

Adrienne bit at her bottom lip. She had no idea how to make any of this right.

Could she ever make it right?

Adrienne couldn't escape the feeling her daughter was in trouble. She feared the evil that had tainted her own life would somehow worm its way into Nya's heart.

Nya's heart couldn't stand anymore pain and destruction. And Adrienne knew she would never survive being the cause of any more pain.

Adrienne uncurled her legs out from under the thick duvet and sat on the edge of the bed. Her body no longer seemed her own. The colour of her skin, the appearance of her face... none of it was how she remembered herself being. It was like waking from a day dream, and realising it wasn't just a dream. That nightmare had been her life. And not just hers. It had been her baby's life too.

She shook her head, as she thought over her conversation with Nya in the kitchen. The pain in her daughter's eyes was easy to see, even when they had embraced, Adrienne could see clearly that Nya didn't believe she would change. Nya had the same look in her eyes, she had given her mother before...

Adrienne pushed herself up from the bed, trying to ignore the way her body pained her, it seemed to be punishing her for neglecting it for so long. Just as Nya was.

Adrienne made a sound of disgust at that thought. Nya had a right to punish her, just as her body did. But if her head would stop pounding, and her mind stop replaying her mistakes for one second, she would be eternally grateful.

Adrienne stood at the window and just basked in its light. She had always thought of light as healing. She wished this light would heal her now. But it wouldn't and she needed a plan...

Nicholas looked upon Nya and felt his heart clench at the emptiness he saw in her eyes. Walking over to her, he stood behind the sofa and began to gentle knead her tense shoulders. He was doing it to relax her, and also because he craved the physical contact. He needed this, as much as she seemed to. The tension he felt beneath his finger tips concerned him.

She had been like this for hours. Just sitting curled on the sofa, staring at the thick curtains covering the windows. Occasionally she would chew nervously on her thumb nail, before crossing her arms over her chest and staring at the thick tapestry.

He was worried about her. And not only about Nya. His whole family seemed to be tense.

He caught a glimpse of Zacarias' safe guarding the ranch, even though it had been done already.

The ranch was sealed so tight, nothing could get in, and still Zacarias was going to the effort of resealing everything.

Nicholas sighed at his own mistakes. Was this to do with Adrienne? Did Zacarias sense evil within her?

Nicholas rubbed his thumb over Nya's slim neck, before massaging her shoulders once more. He could feel how tired and tense she was.

"Nya, please come to bed" He said the words aloud, even thought he wasn't sure she would hear them. She seemed too deep within her own mind to hear his desperate plea.

Nicholas sighed, as his large hands slid down her shoulders, before clasping her arms tightly.

"Nya, baby, please. Talk to me"

He could clearly hear the concern in his own voice, and yet, Nya seemed not to hear his words.

Her delicate hand lifted to her mouth, as she chewed absently on her nail whilst her large eyes continued to stare anxiously at the window.

Nicholas removed his hands, and walked around the sofa, standing before her, he bent down, clasping her face between his large calloused hands, as his eyes pleaded with her own.

Hear me, my love. Let me take care of you. His whispered words, floated through her mind, as he held her eyes captivated with his own. His whole heart ached to relax her, unwind the tension and clear her mind. He wanted his care free Nya back...

Nya nodded weakly, as if agreeing with his thoughts, her eyes immediately left his as she looked towards her feet, curled beside her.

Nicholas didn't wait for an answer; his forearm was hooking her legs, as his arm and shoulder cradled her back, as he walked from the room, carrying her in his arms.

"Nicholas!" Nya gasped, as her tanned arms wrapped around his neck. Her eyes glanced nervously down to the floor, as Nicholas began to ascend the stairs.

Nicholas placed Nya upon the bed as if she was made of glass. Lying there, whilst he stared down upon her, Nya felt like a sacrifice. But with her heart so heavy she didn't argue, she just enjoyed the soft, smooth silk against her back, and legs. The gentle way the mattress absorbed her weight, and smoothed around her.

She barely registered Nicholas' fingers removing her shirt, she only felt the sensations. The removal of cotton, and the cool silk that replace it.

"Just... let me take care of you. OK?" Nicholas soft voice whispered over her skin, she watched as dozens of candles came alight, their subtle glow licking over his face.

Nya, lifted herself up on her elbows as she took in the sight of the bedroom, a smile came to her lips as she watched the candles dancing with the shadows. Their smell was subtle, but it soothed her. She laid back on the silk and tried to decipher the fragrance. A deep breath and she sighed, it was magnolia and perhaps cherry blossom too.

Nicholas hands slipped her trousers off, and once Nya felt the silk come in contact with her bare skin, she snapped back to reality. She couldn't make love. Not right now.

Her heart would be in it, but her mind was elsewhere.

She didn't want to be with him, when her thoughts were so sad and dark.

"Nicholas, I..."

"Shh... baby. Please let me do this."

Nya laid back anxiously as Nicholas slipped off her remaining clothes and threw them over his shoulder as he gently moved up the bed towards her.

His lips trailed from a sweet kiss on her forehead, down her cheek, before he lightly spread kisses over her lips.

Once he felt her lips move and open beneath his, he pulled back. He wanted nothing more than to bask in the sweet warmth of her kiss, but he wanted to soothe her first. No, he needed to soothe her first.

Moving quickly, he flipped Nya onto her front, exposing her back. Her gasp made him smile, before he reached over to the bed stand. Removing the small, red vial that had been gently heating above a candle, he removed the diamond shaped stopper, and tilted the vial. His eyes were glued on the red liquid as it fell from its container onto the luscious skin below.

Nya jumped slightly at the feel of a hot liquid being poured down her spine. The texture was silky as it ran down her spine, pooling in the small of her back. She couldn't help the sensual shiver that followed its path.

Nicholas could no longer watch passively, placing the vial gently away, he ran a finger along the luscious trail. The sweet, softness of Nya's skin plus the warmth of the oil was pure ecstasy.

He brought both his hands to her skin and began to slowly caress the warm oil. Rubbing it deeper into her skin as its subtle fragrance of fragapani flowers began to fill the room.

Nya let the scents of the candles and oil fill her senses, and soon she found herself letting go. Her limbs lost their tenseness as she relaxed into his touch.

Nicholas' thighs were either side of her hips as his thumb circled the oil into the small of her back, before his strong hands glided up her spine, taking the heated oil with them. His hands spread the oil, smoothing it over her shoulders, down her arms, before his finger tip caressed the inside of her palm.

Next, his hands glided up the slim column of her throat, his chest was now pressed tightly to her oiled back.

The combination of his weight, the heat of his body and the sleekness of the hot oil between them made Nya breathless.

His teeth nipped at the blood pounding beneath the skin of her throat, causing her to gasp.

His hands covered in the exotic oil, became buried in her hair, as he massaged her scalp gently. His fingers expertly removing her tension, as his lips at her neck and along her shoulders sent her into wanting. Nya couldn't believe that a massage could be so sensual. She had done it before, but nothing like this. She was beyond relaxed, she was near euphoric.

Nya felt herself panting as she felt his hands smoothing down her back. "Please... "

she wasn't sure what she was begging for. The words just came out. Was she begging him to stop? Or go further?

Nya bit her lip to suppress a moan as his hands glided down over her bottom, and clutched her thighs. Her head was screaming yes. Her hands clutched the silk sheets tightly.

All her tension was gone. She wanted to make love to him. Right now.

"Nicholas, please... "

"Not yet. Turn over..."

Turning, Nya gazed up at Nicholas. And froze. She could see nothing but pure lust burning in his black eyes. Nothing but flames and animalistic need. Nya could see the sweat covering his sinewy frame, and knew the toll this was taking on his body.

"Nicholas, I know how much you need –"

"No, baby". His hand removed her hand from the bunched up silk, as he bought it to his lips, to kiss her knuckles. "I need to please you and soothe you more than I need anything else. Nya, don't worry about the beast within me. It wants to please you as much as I do. "

His teeth nipped playfully at her knuckles, and Nya smiled at the action. It was like the beast within him had been allowed to rein for a minute, and it had chosen to tease her.

Her heart felt so full of love for him, her hand caressed the side of his face, and she loved the way his cheek moved closer to her hand, it was so animalistic. It was so Nicholas.

He kissed her open calm and moved it back to the bed, as he grinned at her. "Where was I?"

Nya laughed a little, "Teasing me, I believe."

"Thats right." He smiled up at her, the beast's burning desire in his eyes, and the sweetest smile of love she had ever seen.

Nya watched breathlessly as Nicholas leaned over her body, his chest came in contact with hers for a brief moment, and she instantly missed the contact once he moved away.

He had a small red vial in his hands, it was beautiful and delicate, made of red frosted glass, it was shaped like a diamond. She watched as he removed the stopper, and tilted the bottle.

She watched in anticipation as the oil became visible, and gasped as it fell down upon her skin.

It landed on her neck, sliding down her neck and shoulders, before Nicholas moved down her body taking the vial with him.

The oil ran down her chest, along her stomach, before being swirled around her navel.

Nya fisted the silk sheets, and crushed the silk between her fingers.

She had to bit her lip on a moan as the oil slid around the curve of her breast, her thighs pressed together tightly as arousal tore through her.

Nya closed her eyes as she tried to remember that this was supposed to be relaxing her, not turning her into a bundle of need. But that thought was soon forgotten as she felt Nicholas pour more oil onto her thighs.

She barely heard the sound of the vial being replaced on the bed stand, all she could focus on was the warming oil. It was sliding along her thighs, pooling between them.

Nya couldn't breathe.

"Open your legs for me, Nya. "

Nicholas voice caused another shiver to spread over her. Open her legs? No, she shook her head. She couldn't do that. The oil would be able to reach her sex.

Nya bit back a moan at the thought.

She wouldn't be able to handle that.

She opened her eyes and watched as Nicholas lay over her legs, his head above her thighs, as his fingers caressed her stomach and hips.

She watched in agony as he blew against the oil. Somehow this caused it to warm up even more. Nya gasped and shook her head. She wouldn't do it. She couldn't. The oil was so warm, so soft.

Nya shook her head once more as she closed her eyes.

"No more" she pleaded.

"Now, Nya" Nicholas voice was so low and rumbling she felt it rush over her skin. His hands caressed over her hips, down to her thighs. His fingers caressed and squeezed her skin, until she wanted to scream.

"I can't" She wasn't even sure if he would be able to hear her words. Her hands bunched up the silk, as she tried to ignore the smell and feel of the oil and Nicholas's hands.

"You can, Nya" Nicholas crawled up her body, massaging the oil as he went, before trailing kisses over her breasts. His tongue and teeth nipped and licked so erotically Nya was sure she would die from the sensations.

"Stop" Her voice was nothing more than a breathless plea. "Nicholas, please stop"

His hands gripped the tanned skin of her thighs and squeezed tightly, a small cry of pain and pleasure was torn from her parted lips as her thighs separated and the oil caressed down her skin. Nicholas watched every second, the slow trail the oil took as it slowly flowed down the curve of her inner thigh and down over her hips.

Nya's thighs shivered in his hands, and he clenched his teeth tightly as the oil reached her waiting sex. Nya's cry shot through him, an arousal as intense it coiled in his gut and ripped through his entire body. His vision was almost blurry, all he could see clearly was the vision Nya made squirming beneath his hold as she panted and tried to ignore the heat, and wet texture of the oil.

Nya's hips rolled violently, causing him to hold her thighs tighter, spreading them further apart he settle between them, looking up at her body, as it twisted upon the silk. Her chest rising and falling rapidly as she panted through the pleasure. He could almost see her muscle clench and unclench as she rolled her hips.

Her eyes closed, her teeth biting into her lower lip, she was all the fantasies he could have ever imagined.

He forgot all about Adrienne as he leaned towards her. Keeping his eyes firmly on her, he used both thumbs to massage the oil into her sex. Slowly at first, with a gentle almost teasing touch he circled the sweet oil.

He remembered that a month ago he would never have imagined he would be touching a woman like this. He hadn't even imagined how he would seduce his lifemate like Rafael had. He had given up hope. And yet, here he was making love to his woman after so many centuries, he was caressing her intimately as she cried out in pleasure. Nothing could have given him more satisfaction.

Nicholas lowered his lips, and blew warm breath over the oil covering her sex. He clenched his teeth to stop himself giving in to the pleasure, at the sound of Nya's cry. Instead he crushed his arousal against the mattress, and prayed for the strength to resist... at least for a little bit longer.

Lowering his lips to her waiting sex, he spread kisses over her, almost reverently. He needed her like this, relaxed, happy and free. Gentle he allowed his lips to open, as he delivered a slow, tortuous lick.

The sound of her breath stopping, and her heart pounding broke all of Nicholas' control. He couldn't bare such temptation any longer. His head was ashamed at the weakness of his body, but when he bore down on her sex with an unleashed passion her pleading for more made him forget his shame.

She wanted him as much as he needed her...

Nicholas grinded his hips into the bed as he licked, his tongue caressing in quick, rough strokes unlike before. Lowering his lips over her most sensitive spot he circled his tongue whilst increasing the pressure by gently sucking.

Nya's hands buried in his hair as her hips worked against his mouth. Her cries for more, driving him mad.

He needed to be inside, his mind growled, as his lips and tongue continued to lick and tease. Inside her heat. He couldn't stop what he was doing, and didn't want to... he was losing control. Nicholas pulled back, his breathing heavy. It took a while for him to gain control of his breathing, immediately he rolled down beside Nya and pulled her above his hips. His arousal beneath her, the muscles tense over his entire body.

"Nya ... we have to do it this way. I cannot control... I cannot control my impulses." His voice was weak and rasping. It had been too long since they last made love. His body screamed for satisfaction but he wouldn't hurt her. She needed to control the speed of their joining, he no longer trusted himself.

Clutching the silk sheets, once Nya had balanced her own weight above him, he watched as she slowly curled her fingers around his arousal. A pained hiss came from his lips as he slammed his eyes shut. Maybe this was a bad idea he mused, as he felt her bring his arousal in contact with her wet heat.

Her hand caressed the tip of his arousal along her sex, as she panted above him. God, Nicholas could barely remain where he was. Wild fantasies of throwing her beneath him and thrusted hard and fast flooded his mind.

Take her... She is yours... his mind whispered against his will, sending erotic fantasies crashing through his mind.

"Now! Nya! You must do it now...I beg you"

Nya seemed too involved in the feel of his hard heat rubbing against her to hear his words, but what felt like centuries later, his eyes opened, and a look of pure animalistic lust flooded her eyes. He had never seen such a look, although it did look familiar, and then it dawned on him... his own eyes took on that intensity.

Slowly her hips pressed down, inch by inch, a slow temptation. Once he was fully within her, her hands braced on his chest, she rocked her hips. Slow, determined stokes that had him shivering beneath her..

He lifted his hips to go deeper within her, and moaned at the sensations and the gasp she made. Her hips moved rhymeatically, her body leaned back as she continued to move against him.

His hands unclenched the silk sheets, as he caressed her breasts. The warmth of the oil agaisn ther skin was incredibly stimulating as she moaning... her breath coming fast and heavy as she rode him faster and faster, her hips pumping against his till he was clutching her breasts tightly. Unable to release them as pleasure coursed through him. He squeezed her nipple hard, and delighted in her scream.

Nya screamed as she flicked her hips against his hard, and fast. Her nails digging into his chest, as her neck leaned back and she moaned.

He couldn't bare this any more. He flipped her over, crawled above her, and flipped her onto her front, pulling her to her hands and knees. He braced her hands upon the head board of the bed, as he re entered her. 

Her scream of approval drove him past his control. He roared animalistically as he thrusted with in-human strength into her waiting body. She tried to push her body back against him, but his thrusts were too powerful. He knew he should stop, but he couldn't.

Her screams of satisfaction and her tight wet heat were his undoing. He need more, he needed it all.

He thrusted faster, stronger. Her hips pushing back against him now, meeting his thrusts with an urgency. He knew then she was close to her pleasure, his hand shot around, and he buried his hand between her wet thighs, his fingers probed till he found what he was looking for. He circled her nub, hard like his thrusts and with a sensuality that had her tipping into her orgasm. Her sex contracted around him as he growled with his own orgasm.

They collapsed to the bed, his voice murmured over her skin, a sensual apology for losing his control.

She wasn't listening, she had revelled in his need for her... and she felt more relaxed and free than she had in days.

She turned onto her back and cradled his head against her chest, his strong arms held her tightly... it seemed such a childlike position, one she would never have imagined him to be in. He was always so strong, so sure, and yet here he was being cradled, and clinging to her as if she was his life.

"You are my life, my love" He whispered against her skin as his head lifted and she was caught in the hidden, black depths of his eyes. Such passion and longing were hidden there, looking closer she saw pain also. He was hurting, because she had been hurting. She saw it all...

All his feelings he had been trying to hid from her. Nya couldn't breathe, her sorrow choked her. She hadn't been thinking clearly. Her mother and past didn't matter anymore.

She felt herself again, she was who she was. She had no regrets.

And how could she hate her past when it had shaped her so much?

She had gained so much recently it seemed to shadow any pain she had felt in her past. It terrified her in that moment how much Nicholas meant to her. He was her future, and right now he was hurting.

She lifted her head, and kissed him. Not a passionate kiss, or a desperate kiss. One full of love and hope. His lips moved so sweetly beneath hers, and she closed her eyes and pulled him closer.

A tear slid silently from her cheek as she pulled back, "Baby, I'm back" she grinned at him, before continuing to cradle him close. His sigh of honest relief and happiness broke her heart.

Thank you so much for reading. Please review... :)

Next chapter is about Adrienne and her past with Nya's father. I really wanted to go into more detail of how Adrienne became who she is now.

Let me know what you think...

Emmalisa xx