Chapter 4 — The First Shivers 

EVA

They make me get up. Each step towards them is a challenge, a shiver that runs down my spine. The room seems to breathe with me, each light, each reflection on the parquet floor amplifying my tension. My body is on alert, every fiber vibrating under their gaze.

“We'll start slowly,” Sasha said. Only one rule: no restraint… towards yourself.

Niko comes forward, and his perfume envelops me like an invisible caress. He touches my cheek with his fingertips, slowly, as if to gauge my reaction. My breath catches, my body tenses. My heart is beating too fast.

“Close your eyes,” Sasha whispers behind me.

I comply. His body presses lightly against mine, his hands brush my shoulders, moving down my arms with calculated slowness. A burning shiver runs through me and lodges in the pit of my stomach, irresistible, like an electric wave that sets me ablaze.

“Focus on what you feel,” Niko whispers in my ear. Don't think, feel.

My hands are shaking slightly. Fear and excitement mingle in an intoxicating mix. Each caress, each breath on my skin seems to awaken a part of me that I had never explored. I feel vulnerable and yet irresistibly attracted.

Sasha slides her hands under my hair, her fingers brushing the back of my neck with calculated precision, while Niko takes my wrists gently, just enough for me to feel his control and quiet power.

— Forget the world, Eva. It’s just you and us here, said Sasha. Surrender.

My body responds before my mind. Each contact makes me shiver, each breath on my skin triggers a heat that rises from my temples to my lower abdomen. I feel like I'm wavering between fear and desire, between restraint and abandonment.

They exchange a silent look and I understand that I am at the center of something larger, a game of power and seduction for which I was never prepared.

“Show us you dare,” Niko whispers.

Sasha moves gently down my back, her hands grazing the curve of my hips and back. My breathing becomes short, irregular. I feel my body opening in spite of myself, each caress awakening shivers that I didn't think I could feel.

— Every sensation is a step towards yourself, Eva, Sasha whispers. Every thrill, every hesitation, every desire… it all counts.

I close my eyes and tremble. Niko brushes his lips against my neck, a hot breath, a whisper that makes me shiver to the depths of myself.

“Now let go,” Sasha said, her voice a mixture of command and caress.

I feel my defenses giving way, my body tensing then relaxing, sensitive to each gesture. My scent, Niko's, Sasha's warmth, the leather against my thighs... Everything becomes intensely real. I'm trapped in their game and yet I don't want to escape.

They explore me methodically, my breasts rise under the influence of desire, each gesture is calibrated to wake him up, test my limits and make me discover sensations that I had never imagined.

— Your body is your mirror, Niko whispers. Listen to him. Respect him. Learn from him.

I shiver harder and harder. My breathing quickens. My hands clench on the sofa, but my body opens in spite of myself with each touch, with each whisper. A part of me still resists, but the rest surrenders with new strength.

“That’s good, Eva,” Sasha said, her hands moving down to the base of my thighs, brushing my bare skin exquisitely slowly. Each contact is a fire that rises within me, a delicious, unreal shock.

My stomach churns. I feel like I'm losing control, but I don't want to stop. Their presence is addictive, like a drug that I have never tasted and to which I am already addicted.

“We're going to go further,” Niko whispers, his voice warm and low, caressing my ear. Every limit you cross will be a victory.

I understand that it is not just a physical initiation. It is an initiation to myself, to my desires, to my fears, to my abandonment. I am crossing boundaries that I never imagined I would cross.

Sasha runs a hand over my stomach, brushing against my delicate skin, while Niko slides his fingers up my arm. Every touch is electric, every breath hot. My body arches slightly, instinctively seeking their warmth and attention.

“You’re ready to explore,” Sasha whispers against my ear. And every shiver, every tremor, every sensation... will make you more alive, more you.

And I feel, deep down, that I will never go back. I am ready to cross the line, to lose myself in order to better find myself, to completely abandon myself to this initiation which is only just beginning.