Nick and Lilac (22 page)

“Put me down.”

He did, groaning as her naked body brushed against his. And then he felt Lilac’s hands going for his zipper. What the---

“Lilac, no, you don’t have to---” After what had happened to her, a blowjob was probably the worst thing imaginable that he could ask of her. And Nick had never even thought to ask.

But Lilac brushed away his hands as she fumbled with his buttons and slid the zipper down.

Nick tried one last time to be unselfish. “Lilac, I don’t want you to feel---fuck!” Nick’s entire body stiffened as Lilac managed to push his pants and and his briefs down, her fingers curling around his thick and engorged cock.

“
Lilac.
” He looked down, saw Lilac sinking into her knees as she continued to stroke his dick. Oh fuck, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life.

“Lilac, fuck, that’s so fucking good.”

And then her mouth was taking him in without warning, his cock sliding in easily. He groaned, and somehow that made Lilac just open her mouth more widely, and his cock pushed all the way in.

“
Lilac, fuck, oh fuck don’t fucking stop.
”

The guttural words sounded like they were being torn from Nick, and the pleasure in his voice was more than enough to have Lilac tremble with renewed need. She wanted Nick to lose control, wanted to see him hungry for her. Securing her hold on his cock, she started moving her mouth up and down, the length of his cock nearly causing her to choke. But she managed, and she tried to speed it up, playing with the head using her tongue once in a while. Lilac was rewarded with Nick’s earthy groans, and the sounds were so incredibly hot it made her want to touch herself.

“I’m…coming,” Nick said hoarsely.

She released his cock just to breathe out, “Come in my…mouth.” She had hated doing it for James, but for Nick it felt…right. It felt…like something beautiful. When she tried to reach for his cock again, Nick held her hands, his body stiff with need, a look of torment on his face.

“I don’t want it if you don’t want it.” Nick’s voice was harsh.

He looked like he was offering to die, and a piece of her heart broke – one that she knew she had lost completely to Nick.

She gently pushed Nick’s hands away. “I want t-this.”

His hands fell to his side.

Lilac stroked his cock before welcoming it back into her mouth. In moments, Nick was groaning, his body shaking. His hands sank into her hair. It should have made her afraid, but it didn’t. James used to never let her head go when he was fucking her mouth, nearly suffocating her as he did. But Nick’s grip, albeit hard, was not cruel – it only spoke of his need for Lilac, and she luxuriated in that need.

She worked her mouth faster, Nick’s groans, interspersed by his whispered compliments, were more than enough to have her own pussy quivering.

That’s it, sweetheart. I fucking love your mouth. Those lips are killing me. You are mine, sweetheart – only my cock can taste your lips.

Each word cleansed Lilac from within. Nick’s desire was a beautiful thing, so much so it had the power to erase the sordid and humiliating memories of her past. Every time Nick’s cock thrust into her mouth, it burned another episode of James into oblivion, and Lilac gloried in it, nearly crying as she tried her best to arouse Nick even more. She licked ,she sucked, she bit, and oh she let him fuck her mouth any way he wanted to.

“I’m coming,” Nick rasped.

Lilac squeezed his balls as she sucked him as hard as she could. Nick stilled and then his cum was shooting out of his cock, the force of it hitting the back of her throat. She swallowed as much as she could, but soon she was full of it, the taste hot and sweet – nothing disgusting and vile like James’.

Nick looked down at her, his beautiful face filled with need…for
her.

He needed her.

Nick Christakos needed her.

Gazing up at him, seeing the way his blue eyes hungrily devoured the way she licked the cum that had trickled down her lips, Lilac realized two things.

She needed Nick Christakos – needed him as much as he needed her.

But…she loved Nick, too – the way he probably couldn’t ever love her, not when he still loved Karla Niall.

The Sixteenth Encounter

“Christien, Nick.” But Reid’s grin vanished at the sight of Lilac standing behind the two, a stunned look on his cruelly handsome face.

Gate crasher,
that look on Reid Chalkias’ face said explicitly.

Normally, that would have Lilac cringing, but at that moment she had more pressing things on her mind. The past few hours had been a whirlwind of events.

Remembering how Nick had been so blatantly satisfied the whole night, ever since they…did what they did – Lilac didn’t know if she wanted to cringe or become hysterical. She had given Nick Christakos a blowjob in a night club, where they were only separated from hundreds of people by a door.

It made her mind whirl, as if the world was spinning too fast and she couldn’t quite stand straight. Loving Nick had knocked her off balance, and she didn’t know how to get back up again. Her love for him was just suddenly there, and it just kept getting stronger. It was as selfish as the man itself, greedily consuming every piece of her heart until she wondered if it was right that there seemed to be nothing left for herself to protect.

“Sweetheart,” Nick said softly. “Reid’s talking to you.”

“Oh?” Her doll eyes blinked.

Fuck.

Understanding dawned on his friends’ faces, their eyes gleaming as they took in Lilac’s beautiful eyes blinking.

Fuck.

Nick slammed another pair of glasses down Lilac’s nose, uncaring that this time his friends burst out laughing. He was still fucking high after Lilac’s amazing gift to him. Nick pulled her towards him, and she didn’t stiffen like she normally would. Instead, her body molded against him, and his possessive instincts became fiercer as he felt the gazes of other men going to Lilac.

These men were not like the idiots in uni. These were wolves, just like he was, and in Lilac they saw a lamb that would make the perfect prey.

“Uh-uh.” Reid shook his head when Nick’s security team went on alert. His voice was amused but his eyes were serious when he told Nick, “You know the rules, my friend. Only
my
guards are allowed within the property.”

With a terse wave of his hand, Nick’s security team backed down and at his softly issued command, they retreated.

Reid nodded his thanks. “Let’s go then?” He saw Christien and Lilac talking and he took advantage by shooting a questioning look at Nick.
What the fuck are you thinking, bringing her here?

Nick glared. It wasn’t as if he had a fucking choice.

His friend’s response stunned Reid anew – a shy lamb bossing around a predatory wolf like Nick Christakos was incredible - but when Lilac glanced at him, Reid made sure that this time none of his incredulity showed. He said warmly, “I’m glad you could join us.”

“I’m sorry…for gate crashing.” Lilac’s face was on fire, and she was beginning to regret her insistence on coming with Nick to Reid’s party. It was…unlike anything she had ever seen, and she finally understood why the uni referred to Reid Chalkias as the Prince of Darkness.

His residence was palatial in size, reminiscent of antebellum mansions of the South. It was lush and gorgeous, decadently so, with swaying palm trees, imported sand, and infinity pool creating an impression of a private beach within the high security walls of the property.

The guests were all just as exotic, glamorously so, and many of them were famous enough that Lilac recognized faces here and there.

But what made the party unlike anything she could imagine was the feel of sensual hedonism in the air, one that emanated from Reid himself – and it was so dangerously powerful even Lilac could feel the pull of it.

The Prince of Darkness –
it suited Reid, and the moon-less night just seemed to lend credence to his title. Here, in this part of the world, Reid was the ruler with a velvet whip in his hand.

And he knew it.

Reid was looking at her like he knew exactly what she was thinking. “My parties are a lot worse than whatever you think, beautiful.”

Lilac privately agreed, knowing Reid’s words were quite the understatement. Looking around her, she forgot about the worrisome feelings crowding her heart. The sight was absolutely distracting, with couples kissing and making out in various stages. They were also undressed in different modes, with many women swimming bare-breasted while once in a while she would catch a sight of a
naked
couple running around the house.

Lilac squared her shoulders.

Nick’s lips twitched at the now-familiar sight, knowing it meant Lilac was mentally preparing to do battle. He saw that his friends were just as amused and doing their best to hide it out of respect for Lilac.

“Your rooms, Nick?” Reid asked mockingly. “Would it be the usual?”

Nick glared. “You know it fucking can’t be.” Fuck the usual. He would kill any man who came to within one yard of Lilac.

Reid only smiled, saying cryptically, “Yeah, but I had a feeling you might not.” He took out a set of keys, unhooked one of them and gave it to Nick. “Third floor, first door on the left.” He nodded at Lilac. “Enjoy, beautiful.” He glanced at Christien. “You coming with me?”

Watching the two billionaires walk away, she asked faintly, “I bit off more…than I c-could chew… h-haven’t I?” She tried very hard not to blush as she could hear the slap of bodies behind one of the palm trees, the moans and gasps intertwining with the sounds making the nature of the couple’s activity more than obvious.

Nick tugged her hair to make Lilac look at him. “Just pretend you don’t hear them,
manari mou
.”

She took off his glasses just so he could see how aghast she was. “Pretend not t-to hear---”

The woman behind the palm tree let out a keening scream. “
Harder!”

“---that?” Lilac finished with a wince.

He laughed. “I warned you, didn’t I,
manari mou?”

“Don’t…remind me.” She sighed. “Curiosity…killed the cat.”

He traced her lips. “But what a very sexy cat.”

She blushed.

He took the glasses from her hands and placed it back on her nose. “Those blushes are already too much of a magnet. Add your eyes, and I’d have to fight everyone here---and don’t roll your eyes. I know you’re doing it. And I’m telling you the truth.”

“I’m so…ordinary.”

“You’re anything but,” he said flatly. “And especially not here.” Nick groped for the perfect word to describe the people who felt addicted to Reid’s parties. “All this, Lilac – it’s a place for
sinners
to escape.” He stroked her cheek with his knuckles. “And someone like you would likely bring out the beast in them.”

She bit her lip hard, knowing that he wouldn’t welcome the fact that she thought differently – that this kind of party was stupid and childish. All it did was allow people like Nick to continue believing they were monsters when they were not. Heart aching, she asked, “Y-you…go to a lot…of Reid’s parties?”

“I never missed one of them.”

Lilac was silent as he walked them to their room.

Nick said softly, “I can still take you home, Lilac.”

“No.” She answered swiftly, firmly. “I want to…know more about…” Lilac trailed off, knowing Nick wasn’t ready yet for what she truly thought. She lied instead, “I want t-to
experience
something n-new.”

As they climbed to the third floor, Lilac asked, “Wh-what does he mean…the usual…rooms?”

Nick gave her a dry look. “It’s not what you think.” He teased, “You always think I have a fuck pad hidden everywhere I go, sweetheart.”

She colored but even so she insisted, “Then what…does he mean?”

“Reid’s parties always have an open-door policy.”

“Open…door…policy,” she repeated blankly.

“We’re the only one who has a key to our room,” he told her succinctly.

The
‘our’
part had Lilac swallowing, but then his words sank in and Lilac gasped. “Wait. Y-you mean…no!”

Nick said patiently, “I told you this isn’t your kind of party.”

She winced. “Nick, I d-don’t…have a-any kind of p-party.”

“Well, if you think of having one, this won’t be it,” he said coolly.

Lilac was still trying to wrap her head around Reid Chalkias’ kind of party. “B-but what if…two men enter a g-girl’s room?”

“Then it’s an orgy.” And with that, he pulled her to the side as he unlocked the door to what she assumed was their room. It was beautifully decorated, with its own balcony. White curtains billowed from the half-opened balcony doors, letting the cool wind from the beach swirl inside, scenting the room. The walls were painted coral pink to match the floor, with the gold accents making the décor more elegant than merely feminine.

“It’s beautiful.” And it was, but she was only saying it just to fill the silence, the sound of Nick closing the door behind her making her nervous. She hurried to the balcony, throwing the doors open. “It’s glorioouu---aah!”

She hurried back, face flaming.

Nick burst into laughter.

Lilac glared.

“Saw a couple having sex in the other balcony, didn’t you?”

Lilac gave him a pained nod.

His eyes became all dark heat. “And…”

She frowned.
And what?

“Were you turned on?”

Lilac’s jaw dropped. “Of course…not!” But her voice was weaker at the end.

Nick said gently, “I know what happened in the past, Lilac. And I think we can replace what happened with another memory – a better memory this time, don’t you think?”

Caution touched Lilac’s pale violet eyes. “H-how?” He walked slowly towards her, and Lilac froze on the spot, mesmerized by each move Nick made.

“First,” he said softly as he reached her. “We need to have you naked.”

She stiffened.

“Relax, sweetheart. Trust me.” His heart swelled with pride when after a beat, Lilac was doing her best to follow him. She didn’t protest as he peeled her clothes off her one by one, this time taking off her stockings and shoes as well.

Nick’s cock was fully erect by the time Lilac was completely naked and he said hoarsely, “So goddamn beautiful, sweetheart. You really are.”

She looked away, as if embarrassed by his gaze. “I’m…not.”

“Yes, sweetheart, you are. The hottest chick in town.”

Lilac turned to him, smiling a little. “That would be…Jaike.”

He smiled back. “For Derek,” he agreed. “But for me. It would be---” Holding her by the waist, he lowered his head and bit one nipple. “Lilac---” She moaned, and he moved to her other breast. “---York,” Nick finished before biting her other nipple. And as she moaned again, he started to suck. Her rosy pink nipples tasted as good as he remembered and he took his time sucking before moving to her other nipple, drawing on it with leisure.

“
Nick.
” Her trembling legs gave way, but his hands on her waist held her up.

Reluctantly letting her nipple go, he straightened and shrugged off his jacket, helping Lilac into it afterwards.

Lilac was bemused, her eyes still dazed. “Wh-what?”

“You’ll see,
manari mou
,” he said wickedly even as he drew her towards the balcony.

Swallowing, Lilac followed, this time keeping her gaze straight ahead. But it was no use, she still saw them out of the corner of her eye, the woman bent over the balustrade, facing them, a man thrusting into her from behind, holding her by the hair.

Nick suddenly swung her up, making Lilac gasp, and she instinctively twisted her legs around him.

The soft noises emerging from the couple at the other balcony stopped, and Lilac knew the two had looked at them.

“Nick Christakos,” the woman breathed loudly. “It’s you, isn’t it?”

But Nick didn’t even glance at her, his blue gaze focused intensely on Lilac. She could feel them staring, knew what they were thinking, and Lilac whimpered, unable to believe that she was getting off such thoughts, her folds dripping wet.

Nick’s chuckle caressed her. “You’re suddenly so wet,
manari mou
,” he said hoarsely.

She whimpered again, embarrassed but even more turned on that Nick felt her arousal.

“I like it,” Nick whispered, his voice enticing. “And I promise you, sweetheart, when you’re with me, everything we do will always be fucking beautiful. Everything I do is meant to please you.” He gently lowered her on one side of the balcony’s balustrade, facing the doors and perpendicular to the other couple. The marble was cold and hard against her skin, and somehow this was arousing as well, making Lilac bite her lip in an effort to keep quiet.

“No.” Nick’s voice was commanding. “Don’t keep the sounds of your pleasure to yourself. I want to hear how fucking hot I make you feel.”

And so Lilac moaned, because he wanted to hear it, and whatever Nick asked she wanted to give.

“Now, hold tight to me, sweetheart.”

She twirled her arms around him.