Chapter 34

34

GWEN

N ik's voice is low and husky as he whispers in my ear, "Don't worry, Kotik, practice makes perfect."

His hands glide down my arms, guiding them to rest on the edge of the tub. His touch sends shivers down my spine, and I feel his arousal pressing against my lower back.

"Nik," I breathe out, turning slightly to meet his gaze. His eyes lock onto mine, and the weight of my secrets threatens to spill over. Tears well up in my eyes, but one of his big, calloused hands trails up my arm while the other wraps around my waist, resting on my stomach. I nearly break under the weight of everything I'm holding in.

Seeing my tear-filled eyes, he pulls me closer. "Kotik, don't you dare cry. There's nowhere you could hide from me. I will always be there."

His voice is laced with a confidence that tightens the knot in my throat. His words cut deep, making it clear that running isn't an option, even as dread twists my stomach at the thought of him discovering our children. But instead of telling him the truth, I lean in, letting him capture me in this moment. Our lips meet in a tender kiss, the taste of him mixed with the faint sweetness of lavender.

As we kiss, I shift my position, twisting around and straddling him in the tub. The water sloshes gently as I move, the warmth of it enveloping us both. Nik's hands find my hips, steadying me as I settle onto his lap with his cock bobbing slightly above the water in between us. He breaks the kiss, whispering against my lips, "What are you doing, love?"

I slap on my most mischievous grin, pushing down any sadness that wells in my chest and say, "I think for our first, I should be on top, don't you think?"

His eyes darken to that Atlantic blue that makes me want to drown in him, and he tightens his grip on my hips, bringing my core right on top of his cock. He rocks my hips, sliding me over himself, once…then twice, and I can see the growing wetness between my legs, and trust me, it has nothing to do with the tub.

"Show me, Kotik," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "Show me how we're going to make our first born."

I grip the base of his cock, and he lets out a sharp exhale. I rub the tip of him against my slit, right to my entrance, and without hesitation, I sink down on him. I throw my head back and forget to breathe as I fill myself with his cock, no reprieve or ease, just me plunging down and ripping a moan out of myself as his thick cock consumes me. "Shit," I whine, shimmying myself down, making sure I don't miss a single inch of him.

"Fucking hell," Nik groans, his nails digging into my hips as he draws me closer adjusting the angle inside me so he is kissing my G-spot like the fucking tease he is. "You're going to be the death of me, Gwen."

With my eyes hidden behind my curls, I lean forward. One hand digs its nails into his chest while the other grips the edge of the tub tightly. Even with bruises scattered across his body, he still looks like the Nik I fell in love with five years ago: his messy hair and lazy smile. I remember this exact position on a hotel floor when we couldn't make it back to bed. In a cruel twist of fate, I realize that this is probably the same position where Nik gave me Gio and Mia because when we're in this position, he hits that spot that makes my walls milk everything out of him.

"Remember this position, Nik," I whisper, rocking my hips slightly.

"Kotik," he hisses out his warning, but it's too late. My breasts are in his face, and I am already grinding my hips up and slamming back down on his cock. "Shit."

The water around us ripples with each movement, the sound of splashing and our moans almost musical in the quiet room. I close my eyes, focusing on the sensation of Nik inside me, the way he fills me, constantly teasing my g-spot every time I slam back down onto his cock. His hand grips my ass, forcing me to keep him inside.

"Nik," I whine, trying to shimmy up.

"Where are you going, Kotik?" He pushes my hips back down and thrusts into me. "Stay right here, so I fill you the fuck up."

Nik's breath is hot against my ear as my body trembles as he holds onto my waist, pounding into me, and I obey his command not wanting to move in case I miss any of this pleasure. "Such a good fucking girl, Kotik. You want to be filled with my child, don't you?"

"Yes," I groan. Every time he bottoms out in me, my eyes see stars and my body tingles so much I barely feel his skin under my fingertips. "Please, Nik, please fill me up."

"Fuck, dirty girl." His hand trails down my back, gently caressing, drawing a line down my spine as he guides my movements. I rock my hips in rhythm with his thrusts, each movement more deliberate, more passionate than the last.

The sound of our bodies meeting is drowned out by the splashing water. My hands grip the sides of the tub, my fingers leaving imprints as I push myself harder onto Nik's cock.

"Yes, like that," Nik encourages, his voice strained with effort. "Take me deeper, Gwen."

As if responding to his command, I adjust my angle, allowing Nik to hit that sweet spot inside that sends waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I gasp, my head falling back as I lose myself in the sensation.

Nik takes advantage of my exposed neck, peppering kisses along my skin, his teeth gently nipping at my flesh. I am on the edge, ready to jump over. Nik growls against my throat, "You are going to take all of me, understand?"

"Nik, I…" I start to say, my voice breaking as I tries to express the flood of emotions within me.

"Shh, Kotik." Nik's hand moves to cup my face, turning me to look at him. "You are going to make me a father, right now."

The tears threaten to fall again, but before I spiral, Nik's pace quickens, his breaths coming faster as he nears his climax. I can feel it building within him, the tension coiling tighter and tighter until it explodes. I cling to him, my body tightening around his cock as I ride the wave of pleasure alongside him.

"Gwen, I'm…I'm close. Come with me."

His fingers slide to my clit, and a whine leaves my throat as I grip both of his shoulders and match his thrust. "That's it, Kotik, make me give you everything."

My body rings with desperation as my movements become erratic, driven by instinct to make it over the edge, to let him become a father, again, and that thought to make Nik a father again causes the tears to finally fall, mixing with the lavender water around us, and my orgasm rips out of me, crashing over me like a tidal wave, covering my sobs in a moan.

With one final thrust, Nik spills himself inside me, his body shuddering with release.

I collapse on his chest, the water still sloshing around us as we catch our breath. Nik's arms wrap tightly around me, holding me close as if afraid I might slip away. "Kotik," he whispers against my hair. "I love you too, and our future little juniors."

I avert my gaze from him, and the tears stream down my face like rivers. I'm grateful that his chest is already wet, otherwise I might have spilled out my soul to Nik if he noticed the tears.