Nikolai sat on the edge of his bed, two women convulsing behind him—dull marks and love bites along with hand-shaped prints covered their bodies and hips. Last night became wild. He flicked his head back, wiping sweat from his face before heading to the bathroom.
"Leona was amazing."
Despite knowing she must've been angry, Leona didn't complain once.
Instead, she tried her best to please and regain Nikolai's attention. She succeeded. When he finished inside Clara, Leona kissed and caressed him until he couldn't endure, and once she gained control, Leona didn't let go.
I should get ready and prepare for tonight.
***
The scalding water burned Nikolai, flowing down his spine before swirling in the drain, washing the sweat, dirt and scent of sex away. His heart pounded slowly as he lost himself in thought about the arena, facing the Silver clan and meeting with Sulley.
