Submitting To The Devil - The Devil's Snare - Book 2

Chapter Forty Six

Niko

The morning unfolds with unexpected tranquillity, the sun streaming through the windows and casting warm golden rays across the room that was yesterday shrouded in intense darkness. This ease, however, only amplifies my thoughts, drawing me into a spiral of self-doubt and guilt, haunted by the reality that Bianca faced danger because of my actions.

As evening descends, the sky blushes with hues of pink and orange, and we find ourselves ensconced in the soothing embrace of the hot tub. The gentle warmth of the water contrasts with the cool air, wrapping us in a cocoon of serenity while Sven eagerly busies himself, constructing a makeshift bedroom for his stay. The humid air carries the faint scent of cedar and the distant sounds of nature, creating a false sense of security.

Our trio had engaged in deep discussions about Sven's plans as we ate breakfast, each idea shared like a lifeline, reinforcing the belief that having another person around would heighten our chances of safety. Reluctantly, I had to agree. Despite the comforting atmosphere, I can't shake the worry etched on Bianca's face now. Bianca's demeanour has shifted remarkably, almost as if she's been swept away from reality by a tide of anxiety since we've been here. The typically vibrant spark in her eyes has dimmed, and it's evident that the encounter with Alexandra has further unsettled her more than any of us anticipated. Yet, I recognise that desperation can lead us to make decisions that seem most promising for our futures when faced with impossible choices.

This gnawing uncertainty leaves me puzzled about Mitchel's sudden rejection of Alexandra. What could have happened that pushed him so swiftly to turn his back on her after defying his father to be with her? It simply doesn't add up, and yet I can't get to the bottom of it easily while we're on our honeymoon. On the flip side, I know I need to take the extra days Lucia had given Bianca and me.

Compelled by the need for answers, I used my phone, the device feeling foreign yet necessary in my hand after living a peaceful life without it. With a gulp, I dialed Luca's number and walked out into the garden to gather some privacy, hoping for clarity. But as the conversation unfolded, I was met with disheartening news—no one had any updates regarding Alexandra and her purported connection to the Densels. Luca was just as shaken as I was and agreed to investigate it through underground measures. The situation feels surreal as if plucked from the realm of fiction, and it gnaws at me, leaving an unsettling ache to get on top of it that I can't seem to shake off.

"You still thinking about Alexandra?" Bianca's words lull me from my mind as she climbs upon my lap. An instant smile flits across my mouth, and I move my arms almost immediately to cup her bottom as I grind her down on my lap with need.

She's in that two-piece that leaves little to the imagination again, and I'm hard almost instantly as I fantasise about fucking her before Sven materialises.

"Now I'm thinking about you fucking me as I watch your breast jiggle before I motorboat them," I admit on the end of a chuckle. It's strange how easily she distracts me from the problems that were so fresh in my mind, yet her unique way of quietening my mind is also impressive.

"Oh," she murmured in quiet disbelief, yet her demeanour and body language changed instantly. I watch as she quickly reaches behind her, pulling at the bows, keeping the flimsy material over her breasts. Her eyes flick demurely down my naked chest, her lower lip crushed between her teeth. The material falls, revealing her breasts that temp me to reach for them, but I exercise control, instead crushing her hips in my hands, dragging her the length of my penis, to push her back again.

She's quite literally quivering above me, gagging for me to fuck her.

My previous thoughts of not forcing this on her and making her happy in our forced marriage chose this exact time to crop up, my teeth grinding in annoyance as I looked at her thoughtfully.