Novel & Cerita Niko Oneshot

My hands curled into fists until the skin on my knuckles cracked. I’d fought entire wars for lesser provocations—for a glance, for a whisper. And here he was, my bonded, looking at another as if she’d crawled out of some... UGH. Nikolai was mine—bound by blood, vow, and something older than the gods. Our souls had been carved from the same flame. No one had ever touched that part of him. No one COULD. So why, in the name of Ezron’s forsaken throne, did this mortal pull his gaze like gravity itself?

Nico POV Nico shot up from the bed, rushed over, and punched Nikolai right in the face his bone cracked, and I immediately looked his way since I loved the sound of his face breaking. Nikolai spat out a mouth full of blood. “You know,” he started. “No matter what you do, you won’t be able to change it.” “Change what?” he seethed. “The fact that I had her first and the fact that my cock stretched that pussy of hers first.”

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

~Amara~ I fought the urge to tilt my head to the side so that I could give him full access to my neck.Nico's grip around me tightened even more and he gently sucked on my neck.How could I say no to Nico when he was making my knees weak?Closing my eyes and heaving a deep sigh,I turned my head and now Nico and I were looking into each other's eyes

The door was cracked open. I should’ve walked away. I should’ve turned back. Instead curiosity or most likely stupidity, got the better of me. I pushed the door open and regretted it. The sight hit me like a freight train. Nikolai stood at the far end of the room naked. That wasn't even the worse part. He had one hand braced against the wall and the other wrapped around his dick as he stroked violently. His eyes were shut and his jaw tight. I froze.

The feel of his body against mine, the sound of his groan as my tongue slides against his and the taste of nicotine. Nero feels like everything I’ve been missing. When we separate, he leans his forehead against mine and sighs. “Gods, I’ve been wanting to do that since the first time I saw you,” he says before kissing my forehead. My cheeks are aflame as I look up at him and notice how his slate-gray eyes have shimmered to crimson. My eyes widen at the realization that Nero is an Alpha. “Your… your eyes,” I stammer, wanting to touch his face but then stopping myself. “You’re an Alpha?”

The person backing me in the stall turned around, and there he is, Umar. * * * Nickolai’s Pov. It’s been a while. I can’t believe I got tricked. The little distraction game that made me lose sight of Jace. I fervently searched around the large room for any familiar face or figure. A boiling heat spreads through my chest as my eyes scour the crowd—faces blurring into one, chatter dimming into static. My pulse is sharp, cold, violent. He wouldn’t dare.

But I'm not prepared to tell him that was my first orgasm, nor am I willing to reveal my only other sexual encounter was the result of the promise ceremony with Don Densel. Three precise knocks come at the door, saving me from embarrassment. "Fuck," Niko swears under his breath. "Clean up," he instructs. "We'll finish this later." Shaking my head in an attempt to refute his statement, I managed to look like a fish out of water. He leans forward, kissing me chastely. Then he grosses me out by bringing his fingers to his mouth. Watching me, he places all three in slowly before sucking on them. I am mesmerised as he closes his eyes and laps at them.

But I wasn't bothered if Niko saw it, weirdly, I felt so comfortable and safe with him. Niko's fingers began to flip through the first pages where I had various drawings of the moon. At the time I felt obsessed with it. He had a full smile flipping through. The next page held the drawing of the most perfect pair of blue eyes. Similar to mine, but they weren't mine. I had seen it in one of my dreams. They were so perfect and unique that it felt like I was staring right into my soul.

She let the drawing book drop from her hands to the ground, as Nicole quickly picked it up to see what they contained. As soon as she looked at the drawings, she froze. In the drawing book she could see a depiction of herself and Charles having all kinds of sex. They looked extra real but they were not. Charles was an excellent tattoo artist and he could draw the most intricate artworks. This could have been called beautiful but it was taboo. He had a wild fantasy to be with Nicole, her girlfriend best friend and colleague in a sexual way. "Oh my God!", Nicole said, in shock and disbelief. "So all this time it was Nicole you wanted to be with and not me?", Angela asked, deeply hurt as she sa