LOGINMaya's cup rattles when she sets it down. The ring of it against the saucer runs a second longer than it should. She flattens her hand over the rim to stop it, and the ring is gone.There is nothing but a pale band on her finger where the ring Niklaus had given her sat for years. Not even her new engagement ring from the man she loves ‘with all her heart’."Will you attend, or not?"She asks, cutting through every emotional process I was going through.Love my ass, there is nothing soft about her gaze."Attend as your brother or as Lucien Heinrich?"She swallows.Her eyes go past me to the window, out at the park across the road with its greying grass and its bandstand nobody uses."Everyone knows you're a Heinrich now."A scoff gets out of me before I can stop it.How is she always this disappointing?My head rests on the backrest of my chair."Answer?"She presses, and I sigh."Yeah. Sure, Maya. I'll be there."She stands, takes her bag off the seat, and looks down at me from the en
The shower is already running when I wake up fully.It cuts off while I'm still sitting on the edge of the bed, and the bathroom door opens, allowing Niklaus to come out with a towel knotted at his hip and water dripping off his hair onto his shoulders.Steam follows him into the room and hangs there, grey on grey.He crosses to the wardrobe without looking at me and takes out a shirt, lays it flat on the bed, then the jacket, then the trousers, one piece at a time.His scent is no longer dominantly mine.What the hell...Why do I keep... ugh-To distract myself from my thoughts, I go around the room collecting last night’s clothes scattered on the floor before the maid calls us down for breakfast.The marks on my ribs have gone a deeper pink overnight. There is also a new one low on my hip, over the bone, that aches when I bend."I'm leaving the estate today."I say as I move busily.Niklaus has one leg in his trousers. He stops, then finishes. As if he only needed the break to plan
Light comes through the gap in the blackout curtains in one thin line across the far wall. I wake on my side facing Niklaus, with his cock already hard against the inside of my thigh.He's awake; I can feel his hand flat on my belly under the sheet, with his thumb moving in small circles over the skin below my navel.The baby rolls under his palm, as if responding to his father, and Niklaus's fingers spread to follow it.Then, as if the tenderness were a hoax to drop my guard, he rolls his hips into me.His mouth lands on my throat and his hand slides down my stomach, and there is nothing under his palm but skin.I sleep naked now; that's another damned change that followed.I cannot bond with him-, no, I will not.The only thing I can do for his headaches is offer my pheromones; somehow that translates to sex every time he touches me.His fingers close over my hip and pull me into him, and then he stops. One breath. Two. As if giving me the room to say no.I don't say anything, merel
I groan as Niklaus’s focus goes back to watching the head of my cock disappear into my fist and come back wet.He doesn't blink even as a vein forms against his temple.Taking advantage of my distraction, he moves.The mattress dips further at my hip, and his hand comes down on the inside of my knee, and before I finish the stroke I'm in, he has my leg up over his arm, and two fingers pressed flat to my hole."What are you-""Keep going.""You said you weren't going to-""Keep going, Luci."The fingers push in slowly, knuckle by knuckle.I am wet enough that they slide in without resistance. My whole body curls up off the sheet around them like a fist closing."Oh, you fucking—ah! Haah...""There it is."He says with a smile, having found my prostate with too much damn ease."You're dripping down my wrist, Luci."He curls his fingers, pressing at the spot that makes my vision soften, ag
The car slides out through the hospital gates, and the city comes at me in strips. Wet asphalt, glass towers with their lights already burning at four in the afternoon.Despite the heat, the leather under my thighs is warm. Someone ran the heaters before we got in.The small life inside me shifts, slow, a roll under my ribs like something turning over in its sleep.Niklaus's hand lands on my knee, and the heat of his palm bleeds through wool."You're doing it again.""Doing what?"I ask with a frown."Counting the exits."Hah... nosy bastard.I grumble under my breath, and rather than count in how many ways I can escape the car based on where we are on the highway, I shift my focus to the cars around us, anything to pass the time.He doesn't take his hand back even as he towers give way to trees, the trees give way to the long grey wall of the estate, and the gate swings open before the car has to slow; his hand remains firmly on my knee as if he wouldn't take any chances.The estate
The growl comes from low in my gut.The kind of noise that has no business coming out of a trained agent with.... haaah... it's the baby, let’s just blame the baby."Traitor."I mutter, knowing full well that I cannot move with Niklaus tucked into me his hand resting around my waist, so in a sense, my stomach growled right into his frame."Must you wait until I'm sharing a bed with the most irritating man alive before you start demanding breakfast.""The most irritating man heard that."I go still at Niklaus's response.His breathing went soft and even against my collarbone an hour ago, I should have guessed that he was awake.Shifting my position to watch him, I notice his open eyes, and his face turned to my chest, cheeks pressed against the hollow of my sternum. Close enough that I can count the pale lashes."How long have you been watching me?""Long enough to know you talk to your stomach.""It's called bonding and I was talking the little bug inside causing my abs to round off."
Niklaus Heinrich‘Disgusting.’That was the first thought to fill Niklaus's head as he passed Lucien's sister, whose desperate green eyes watched his frame as he returned to the car."Nik...Nikky!"She called to him using his nickname, a nickname that he had only permitted Lucien to use, but he nev
What?"I repeat—this is my third time saying ‘what’. I am certain I resemble a parrot, yet if that is the case, shouldn’t they change the contents coming out of their mouths?"Haaaa....what exactly are you saying what to, Agent?"The deputy commissioner asks, bringing forth his irritation. If ‘Dire
"Ow... gently, Maya."I fuss at my younger sister as she holds my head to examine the bandages tied tightly."What the hell were you doing? How did you get this banged up? You are good at fighting, aren't you?"She asks, her brows furrowed so low that a crease forms against her make-up.My forefing
The pale blue eyes that seem to stare into my soul widen in surprise before another, more sinister emotion covers them."My Luci..."The words are spoken in a deep and low murmur.‘My’? Did he just say… ‘my Luci?’As if mocking my surprise, Heinrich drops the body he dragged on the floor with a lou







