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NIRVANA
My patient was so stubborn. The moment we went back home, he had a lot of complaints. When I told him to rest, he did the opposite, showing me how hard he was and had my mouth watering.
My dream instantly flashed in my mind. And Knight just read my thoughts, causing him to smirk. If I could shut him up by giving him an orgasm, so be it. We ended up naked, and I was riding his cock.
“This is a bad idea,” I said through gritted teeth.
“You said it yourself. We needed more than a hug.” He bit his bottom lip to control his movements, but his muscles were straining.
“You know that’s not what I meant, Knight.” But I knew myself. I missed him and was too needy, greedy, and desperate.
“I know.”
I opened my eyes to fire a retort, but I ended up moaning as his thumb went to my clit, stroking and teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves.
My heart pumped so hard, and I rode him faster, bouncing above him. I pressed both hands on his sides as I leaned closer to kiss his lips.
He kissed me back, letting go a sigh, drinking in my taste and exertion in my breathing. I tasted the coffee on his tongue as it dueled with his, and then he dragged it slowly in my mouth, so warm and soft, and I moaned as he bit softly on my lip.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” He groaned in pain and pleasure against my lips.
“Yes, yes!” Breaking the kiss, I bucked my hips faster and harder, grabbed my hair, and threw my head back as the pleasure intensified and his thumb moved in circles, adding more pressure.
I moaned again, and it made him growl until my body shook.
“Come around me, Nirvana.” He growled out his words.
I could feel his orgasm was just around the corner. His cock swelled inside me, and I grew wetter and hotter.
It didn’t take long, I panted, delirious.
“God!” I cried out, lost myself, and convulsed against him. My hips jerked as my orgasm rocked me over and over again.
“Fuck!” he said roughly. His hands on my hips tightened, and his muscles contracted. With a long growl in pain, his long and rock-hard cock jerked inside me, emptying his release.
***
“Can you not move for a minute? Just for once, listen to me, Knight. It won’t hurt your freaking ego to listen to your wife.”
He gave me a puppy look and a beautiful smile that melted my angry heart. “I’m sorry, okay?”
Livid, I glared at him. “You may be healing, but you went through hell, and I thought I was going to lose you.”
“I already apologized. Don’t be mad.” He reached for my hand, and I jerked it away.
“Didn’t I just say don’t move?”
He stayed still in the tub. “You’re the boss.”
I went to grab his trimmer and checked if it was still working. “You have to do it on your own. I never tried on a man before.”
“Good because it only pisses me off if you tell me you learned it from your ex.” He took the trimmer for me and began working on his stubble. “But you keep my pussy clean. You wax it?”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not gonna tell you how I keep my hygiene.”
“You’re still mad at me.”
“And you’re stubborn as fuck.”
“Why are you like this? So moody. Didn’t you come?”
“Oh, my God.” I left the bathroom, and he still called my name.
A few minutes later, I heard water running. Knight must be rinsing off the soap from his body. While waiting for him, I stayed on the chair and called Shadow’s number.
“Hey. I heard what happened. How’s Knight and everyone?”
“He’s healing okay but stubborn, and everyone is good. They’re traumatized, but they live.”
“If you want me to come, I can call Zarah.”
“No, no. Stay there. They need you more than I do. Is everyone okay there?”
“I feel like a deja vu over and over again. We have severely wounded members, but they are healing.”
“Thank God. It’s terrifying that we were attacked at the same time.”
“Yeah. It was organized, and they knew exactly where Knight was at that time.”
“I know. And I can feel it in my bones. Cyrius is coming, or maybe worse, he’s already here.”
“How do you know?”
“My stomach is always knotted since that attack. Maybe there’s already a sign I haven’t known, and my power has been surging in me.”
“Just be careful, okay?”
“Yeah, you too.” When the call hung up, my gaze landed on the drawer on the nightstand. When I opened it, the book was still there.
I flipped the pages and looked for the signs of Cyrius.
“Why are you reading it?”
“How do we know if Cyrius is coming? Aside from his minions of-” A sudden stabbing pain flared on my lower shoulder. “Ah!”
“Hey. What’s wrong?” Knight quickly came to me, holding me on my shoulder. “Nirvana?”
“I’m fine.” I touched the spot where I was stung. My heart pounded as I stared at Knight. “I think that’s the sign.”
“What sign?” Fear flashed in his eyes.
Then, a roll of thunder roared, shaking the ground.
“What the fuck was that?” He went to the window, drawing the curtain aside. “What the fuck?”
“Baby, get dressed.” I stood beside him and watched the lightning strike, bolting the clear blue sky. “We need to get to the pack house.”
“Yeah. Stay away from the window, Nirvana.” He went to get his clothes while I remained where I was.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.
My gaze followed the crackling lighting that leaped across the sky, and all of a sudden, the darkness covered the daylight.
Horror filled my chest, and my stomach clenched as I slid the window open. The heavy wind roared inside, and the warm day turned as cold as winter.
I wrapped my arms around me as I watched the dark cloud stretch out massively, shadows whirling, devouring the sunlight. Within seconds, a black storm raged over the sky.
In a minute, the thunder raged again, and the lighting flared. The entire expansive land my sight could see turned into infinite darkness, and I heard nothing but howling wind and a massive pounding of my heartbeat.
“Didn’t I tell you to stay away from the window?” He shut the window closed. “My guess is this is not an ordinary storm.”
“I’m afraid not.”
He grabbed my phone and the book and gave them to me. “What else do you want?”
“Nothing.” I gripped him when my hands shook. “I’m scared.”
“Me too, sweetheart.” He pulled me closer against his chest and kissed the top of my head. “I love you, Nirvana.”
“I love you, too.” I teleported us to the pack house into my room.
“What’s going on downstairs?”
We went together out of the room, and the murmurs got louder. The pack had the same idea, bringing everyone into the pack house. The moment everyone sensed our presence, the house went dead silent.
“Is everyone okay?”
“Yes, son. What’s going on?” Lennox asked. “The weather is supposed to be sunny for the 5-day forecast, and suddenly, there’s a thunderstorm in California? This is bizarre.”
“I’m afraid this is not just a rare phenomenon. We all have to get ready for the worst. Families with children should leave this area and find some shelter because I don’t think the bunker will hold.”
“Since after the attack, everyone with kids, mothers, and teenagers has left the vineyards. Aside from the guys watching the storm outside, these are the only people we have left.”
“That’s good. I don’t have to worry for their safety.” I looked at a few heads, grateful and terrified for them at the same time.
Knight’s phone rang in his hand. When he checked the caller ID, it came from Califf.
When he answered it, I held my breath. “Is it only happening in California or everywhere?”