Fatalé (18+)

Chapter thirty eight

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ this chapter contains sexual content. Recommended for 18+ readers.

Ilaria

My heart races, twice as fast as what is classed as healthy. I've never really realised how unhealthy Nico was for me, he made me feel a lot at once and I never really learnt how to handle it. I don't think I can ever handle him. And though I knew he wasn't healthy for me, I ignored that bright crimson red flag because I could never move on from him. Nico would only find me after hunting the whole entire world, because I knew deep down he'd do that.

I sprint to his room, his heavy presence was behind me for a second and then, when I reach his room, he wasn't here. He wasn't here until a few moments had passed and I wondered where he was. Though Nico hasn't touched me yet, I was already hot and bothered. When those moments passed, he appears before me, standing between the doorframe with a heavy expression. His jaw was clenched shut while he watched me, his hands buried deep in his pockets. I scrutinise him briefly and couldn't help but glance at his growing bulge. It was so big, I couldn't imagine what he was feeling right now.

"You wanna know something dolce?" He grunts, his voice was dark, filled with arousal. I breathe steadily but the way Nico watched me, slowly made me hot and bothered again. "I've watched you do every single thing anyone can possibly do, in the last eight years but I haven't been able to watch you do one thing."

Oh.

"What's that?" I hum. I lick my lips and gulp slowly, Nico's lips twitched when he scowled.

Nico steps into the room, slowly towards me but not close enough to touch me, feel how much I'm shaking and control me. He licks his lips, his fingers skating across his chin in frustration as he watches me. "I haven't watched you pleasure yourself, I haven't watched you writhing against your fingers as you fuck yourself. I haven't watched you come on your fingers." He growls, I lick my lips and feel my heart palpitate, thumping every second in my ears. "Take everything off." He grunts.

My heart races again, every pain I felt right now was intense in my core. I heed to his commands, take every step to make him weak because I've learnt Nico can be weak. I take my clothes off and the more clothes that reaches the floor, the more intense his glare was becoming. Nico was hungry, depraved and about to lose his mind. When everything was off, and I was naked in front of him, I get on his bed and lay down.

"What now, Nico?" I ask, Nico's eyes darkens in heat. If he had patience, it would be on thin ice right now. Nico clenches his jaw and exhales out.

"You know what to do, Ilaria." He grunts, "Show me how much you want me. Show me how it feels to fuck yourself."

I sigh, heavily. But deep down, my entire body was on fire under his glare. I wanted him to touch me, and make me feel everything he hasn't made me feel yet but for some reason, I always think Nico has already made me feel everything there is possible. I know there was more, this mysterious man was a lot more than what anyone expected. Just the way he watched me, already made me feel like I was his.

"Are you going to stay back and watch?" I ask, as my fingers reach my lips. My eyes lock with Nico's as two of my fingers sink into my mouth. I soak them with just a lick and take them out, Nico clenched his jaw, watching me do exactly what he commanded. My fingers slide down my body, until they reach my clit. I rub my overly sensational bud, holding back a moan because the pleasure already hit me like a rock. I couldn't keep the intense eye contact with Nico for any longer than he wanted me to, I close my eyes and begin to draw out my orgasm because right now, it felt like I was about to fucking reach already.

"Nico, I'm so wet." I moan. Nico doesn't move, or even react. I can see him through my squinting eyes, though he was at quite a distance. My chest moves rapidly as I heave, trying to catch my breath as I'm about to make myself come, but not as hard as Nico can however, since Nico was watching me, I felt like I'm about to explode. I open my eyes again and stare directly at Nico, his jaw was wired shut, both his hands were balled up in a fist, like as if he's restraining them. He gulped, the bulge in his neck moved violently and his eyes fixated on me, like I was something he's about to mercilessly feast on. "Is this enough for you, Nico? Is this making you hard?" I moan breathlessly.