Nikolai left me alone in the bathroom.
By bathroom, I didn't mean the normal one with a toilet, a sink and a shower. I meant THE one with and pool sized inbuilt bath and a separate room with a blue door for a toilet. The toilet was equally majestic.
Thank the gods that it did not consist of chamber pot.
I would've killed myself.
After I used the toilet, I washed my hands with some vanilla scented soap, that made my stomach growl. The water in the pool sized bath was warm enough for me. Little rose petals floated around in the water. It reminded me of my home.
They used to put white rose petals in the water there.
But here it was red, never mind.
I laid my head upon a towel at the edge of the pool after I finished washing my hair. Sweet warm water. In a sweet big bath. I love my life.
The water was so comforting and made me so sleepy that I did not hear Nikolai's footsteps until he was standing right behind me.
"Oh, gods!" I shrieked and covered my girls. "Nikolai, a little warning!?"
"Why? Who do you think would have the guts to come in here? Nobody would dare." He said and dropped his robe.
My eyes widened. Nikolai stood in all his naked glory, a boy was he glorious.
Now, I had seen a lot of naked men but usually they were hairy and flabby or stick thin. Nikolai was no where near stick thin and neither was he fat.
He was perfect.
His body consisted of smooth muscles, a six pack, thick veined arms, nicely muscled legs and....you know...The other thick veined something between.
My face was scarlet, I bet. Nikolai grinned as he got into the pool.
"I know you've seen a lot of naked men, I've got healthy competition. On the scale of one to ten how much would you rank me?"
"0."
"Really? Tsk. Tsk. I bet your pussy says something else."
"Nikolai!" I said, now really, really blushing, I splashed some water at him. The bastard had the nerve to laugh.
"Your blushing? You don't like the word pussy? How about cunt? Or hole? " I turned to make her way towards the edge to get out but before I could, Nikolai clamped his hand around my waist and pulled me back in to effectively corner me with his hands on either side of me.
Our bodies were so close. Nikolai's bare chest touched mine. My nipples started to tingle in excitement. His skin was warm and as smooth as it looked. Demons did not have body hair. So lucky.
Whereas, his chest touched mine, so did his...man part. His...penis touched the top of my...lady part. It made me feel tingly. Nobody had ever made me enjoy sex, except for Bob. Maybe Nikolai would care?
It was too good to be true.
Nikolai fisted his hand in my hair and pulled my head back. I put my hands on his shoulders as he kissed a trail down my neck. His other hand was on my thigh. Slowly, he urged my leg to wrap around his hip, so that I was only standing on one leg.
"Just let go, Lunia. Relax." He whispered in my ear when I tensed.
Suddenly, his teeth bit my ear and his lower body bucked into mine. I gasped, the sensation, together made me feel so good that I held on tight, hoping he'd not let me go because my legs felt like jelly.
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The Demon King (Otherworld Series #4)
FantasyLunia Grey has been Nikolai Shizkov's slave for as long as she had remembered. But now she's free. But for how long? She wants to see the world. She wants to be among her own people again. But how can she be when there's a bounty on her head and gre...