Page 43 of Breaking Sanity
“Remember, we have you for the next nine years of your pathetic life and I will make you regret every moment of this, Alley,” Nik angrily whispers. I am not sure when he moved to hover over me.
“Think that is the other way around,” I cough, rolling on to my back and trying to swat at his stupidly handsome face.
“We’ll see about that,” he whispers against my lips while pinning both my hands. To be fair, the start of our day was me slapping him when he got in my face so I can understand some of his need to restrain me.
I impulsively nip his bottom lip teasingly. I was trying to get him to knock me out but to my surprise, he kisses me. I feel wet droplets of the cum and saliva drip onto my cheek, but it doesn’t stop me. I raise my head slightly off the ground to kiss him back. He increases the intensity of the kiss while deepening the kiss by wrapping one hand right under my jaw and slightly tilting my head back. The other hand slides down my body until his hand slips under my shorts and underwear.
“So wet, my little Butterfly.” Nik breaks the kiss smiling. I bite my bottom lip as more tears fall from my bottom lashes. They are more out of embarrassment than anything else.
He moves his knee between my legs, spreading them. With some slight readjustment he starts slow circles around my clit while simultaneously pushing one finger at a time inside me. He adds the third finger and spreads them causing me to gasp from the sudden stretch. He uses that opportunity to latch back onto my lips and invade my mouth.
I mean I’ve been kissed before but only a select few have kissed me with so much possession and dominance that my mind has gone blank. I can’t help myself but to give in and kiss him back with the same enthusiasm.
What the fuck is happening?
I start to panic as my mind catches up to what is going on. Using the fact that he has one of my legs between his while his knee spreads my other leg further out, I drive my knee up into his unprotected groin hard. The second he is on his back coughing and now protecting his junk, I jump to my feet. Using our switch in roles, I kick him square in the face. His head snaps to the side, and he lets a deep growl from his chest making me slowly back away. It’s never a good idea to take your eyes off any of them honestly.
“Oh Butterfly,” he laughs. Like a demon crawling out of hell, he gets to his feet. “That wasn’t smart.”
“Well I never claimed to be smart so..” I nearly start to run backwards. I know he won’t kill me but I don’t want to find out what else he’ll do.
“Your savior is here brother,” Gunner sings as he bursts through the door.
I look over my shoulder to see his smug smile grow as he takes in the scene. Nik’s chest is heaving and his nose is bleeding profusely and here I am, chest also heaving and swollen lips. I turn back to look at Nik, who is licking the cum and blood mixture from his top lip.
That’s gross dude!
“Do you want me to come back later,” Gunner asks, wiggling his eyebrows.
“Get her out of my sight, unless you want me to rip your toy in half, brother.”
“Like you could,” I taunt before I can think.
“Watch it Butterfly,” Nik warns, stepping forward.
I keep planted in place. I do want to get away from Nik but my alternative is Gunner. Neither seem like a good option right now.
“Butterfly?” Gunner looks in between us.
“Get her out of here NOW,” Nik snaps.
“Let’s go Little Devil,” Gunner laughs, grabbing me by the collar and throwing me out of the room.
He closes Nik’s door and gestures to head down the hallway. I start to speed walk to Baron’s office while my fingers mindlessly dance across my lips. I am not sure what that was, but I can’t let it happen again.
“Alley, I asked you a question,” Baron calmly states, bringing me out of my trance.
“What did you ask?”
“What happened with Nikolas,” he repeats, sounding calm but by the slight movement of his mask, I would say he’s not.
“What does it look like we did?” I roll my eyes pointing from my face all the way down to my bare feet. I am not about to tell him everything.
“Alley,” he sighs, rounding his desk and leaning against it with his arms crossed over his chest.
This is a typical intimidation move as I have come to realize throughout my life. My ex-husband used to take this position after I would get so angry and cry on the bathroom floor. Or when my ex-boyfriend Johnathan would cheat on me and I would confront him then threaten to leave. I swearthere has to be a How To Be Intimidating for Dummies handbook.
“If you want a play by play, ask him,” I huff.
