Chapter 100

Chapter Hundred

Nina’s POV

I gasped when he pushed two fingers into me, my back arching at the delicious sensation of my walls gripping him. Aiden let out a low groan, and I almost came hearing it. I could see the proof of his own need straining against his sweatpants.

“The sight of your pussy taking my fingers is the fucking best.”I whimpered in response and began to meet his thrusts, needing his fingers deeper, faster, harder.

“Yes, Red, take them,” he raspedMore wetness pooled between my legs. I threw a glance over my shoulder. Aiden was focused on his fingers as they fucked me, his dark eyes burning with so much desire it stole my breath. I shuddered with pleasure. He glanced up, his lips curling in a pleased smile.

“Come on, Red. Fuck my fingers.” Aiden added a third finger and my eyes rolled back in my head at the sensation.

I ground myself against Aiden’s hand, driving his fingers deeper into me. He watched me intently and his other hand began massaging my butt. I wanted to grasp his erection, but I could hardly support myself with two arms, already spinning out of control.

He gathered my wetness with the fingers of his other hand, and then I felt one finger against my back entrance. I tensed but didn’t stop riding Aiden’s fingers.

“Relax,” Aiden ordered, his eyes compelling. “It’ll be good.”

Anxious and excited, I gave a small nod. Slowly he pushed a finger into me. “Oh God,” I gasped as I felt his fingers in both my openings. There was a slight discomfort, but it didn’t stand a chance against the pleasure Aiden’s fingers in my center caused.

Aiden established a gentle rhythm with his finger while I kept grinding myself against his other hand. He didn’t take his eyes off me as he worked my body, and I could feel the first traitorous spasm of my orgasm. My pussy clenched around his fingers. I moaned, the sensations overwhelming.

I felt a second finger at my back entrance and tensed again. Aiden stroked my butt cheek, and as I drove his fingers deep into me he curled them and hit my g-spot. I came hard, crying out desperately, and he pushed the second finger into my back entrance. I gasped from the pain and my orgasm heightened in force. I shuddered, caught between intense pleasure and dull pain.

My arms gave way, and I braced myself on my forearms. Aiden kept thrusting.

“Yes, Red, I told you I’d show you pain and pleasure and I’m obsessed with the way you taste”

Half lowered onto him, I could feel his erection digging into my belly. He groaned again, almost in agony. I was completely overwhelmed, stunned, and a little embarrassed. I’d never considered allowing someone to go anywhere near my ass. Of course Aiden wanted that part of me as well.

Aiden pulled out of me slowly, and I gasped. His hands came down on my ass cheeks, and he massaged me gently. “If I died now, it would be worth it.”

I huffed. “You won’t die today. I won’t explain that to our kids. No thank you.”

Aiden chuckled and the sound sent a different kind of shiver through my body. I loved the sound of Aiden laughing, especially if it was earnest.

I pushed myself up then knelt beside Aiden. He curled his hand over my neck and pulled me toward him for a slow kiss. When he drew back, his eyes searched my face. I knew my cheeks were flushed, not just from my orgasm but also from embarrassment.

“There’s so much pleasure I still want to show you,” Aiden murmured, tracing his lips over my jaw and cheek.

He dropped his head back against the headboard, sighing as he reached for a glass filled with dark liquid on his nightstand.

I recognized the scent immediately. “Scotch, really?”

“It’ll help with the healing and it also help me numb my aching boner these past weeks, trust me. I’ve done a lot of research in the past.”

I shook my head.

“And,” he added, with a challenging smile, “it seems to be the only pleasure I’m allowed today.” He took a sip. My eyes darted down to the impressive bulge in his pants. I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to render him into a helpless mess of desire as he did with me.

“Trying to decide if you’re brave enough?”

I glowered. “I’ve given you a blowjob before.”

His mouth twitched. “You tried, but you didn’t finish, so it doesn’t count.”

I knew he was trying to goad me. Unfortunately, it was working.I moved down until I knelt beside his groin. Aiden reached for his pants

and pulled them down, wincing as he did so.

“Quite eager, aren’t you?” I teased.

He smiled but it was dark and hungry, and his body was tense. I lowered my head and took his tip into my mouth. Aiden moaned, his fingers tangling in my hair. I swirled my tongue around him, and my own core tightened with renewed need. Aiden’s breathing deepened, his muscles tensing as he watched me.

“Take more of me,” Aiden ordered quietly, and I did. I let him claim my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. He thrust into me slowly, his hand in my hair keeping me in place. He held my gaze as I let him claim my mouth. His other hand cupped my cheek. Aiden. Brutality and tenderness. I still didn’t understand him or us.

Aiden’s body coiled tighter, his hips jerking up with less control, lips parting in a low moan.

“I’m going to come,” he rasped. I saw the question in his expression, and my heart swelled with affection ... and God help me ... love.

I gave a small nod around his head before he drove deeper into my mouth again, and his grip on my neck became firmer.

His face twisted with passion, his eyes almost harsh with lust as he tensed and came with a sharp exhale. I had trouble swallowing around his length, and Aiden loosened his hold on my neck so I could pull back slightly. He kept rocking his hips, his breathing harsh.

Aiden’s gaze laid claim to another part of me, possessive and warm, as he stroked my cheek. I slowly released his cock from my lips and swallowed, frowning at the taste. Aiden drew me toward him, brushed my lips with his, and handed me his glass with scotch. I took a sip and coughed. That tasted even worse.

“You’ll get used to the taste,” he said with a small laugh.

“The scotch or your ...?”

He gripped my arms and wrenched me against him so I was cradled against his chest. I caught the wince but then it was gone. “My cum,” he murmured as he licked my lips then dove into my mouth. Our kiss was slow, almost teasing, until it wasn’t. It became needy and eager.

He positioned me so one of my legs was thrown over his groin, my head against his shoulder. His hand parted me then his fingers slid over my drenched panties. He pushed the fabric aside and slowly pushed two fingers into me. His other hand began pinching and twirling my nipple. He played me masterfully with his fingers as I lay draped over him.

We kissed softly, He smiled but it was dark and hungry, and his body was tense. I lowered my head and took his tip into my mouth. Aiden moaned, his fingers tangling in my hair. I swirled my tongue around him, and my own core tightened with renewed need. Aiden’s breathing deepened, his muscles tensing as he watched me.

I’d barely caught my breath when Annabelle ’s cry rang out.I sighed with a small smile.

“Perfect timing,” he murmured, giving me another lingering kiss. I quickly slid out of bed and rushed into the bathroom to wash my hands before I returned to the bedroom. Aiden stood beside the door, waiting for me.

“You should stay in bed and rest,” I said.

“I should help you with our children.”

His voice didn’t allow any objections, and I had to stifle a pleased smile. By the time we walked to thier cradle in the nursery, Alexander had started crying as well. I took Annabelle because she seems hungry, that’s one thing with being a mother. You develope a certain kind odd instincts that helps you in knowing your child’s needs.

Aiden lifted Alexander out of the crib without hesitation and pressed him to his chest. It was obvious that he’d held a baby before, that he knew how to handle them. I took a whiff. “New diapers.”

Aiden carried Alexander over to the changing table and began his work. I watched him for a moment longer, my body flooding with so many hormones, I could feel the waterworks beginning. I blinked and looked away.

“I’ll go into the kitchen and prepare their bottles.”

Aiden glanced up, his gaze lingering on my eyes, then nodded.

When I returned ten minutes later, Alexander was already dressed and resting in Aiden’s arm. I handed him a bottle, and he sank down in the armchair, wincing again. He was moving more stiffly than before, probably from overexertion.

I changed Annabelle ’s diaper before I settled on the armrest beside Aiden and started feeding her. “This is strange,” I whispered after a moment.

Aiden frowned. “It’s not what I imagined when I kidnapped you.”

I searched his face, trying to figure out what this meant to him, what I really meant to him, but I didn’t dare ask. I knew it was futile to stay away from Aiden, not only because my body was already calling for his touch again but also because my heart yearned for his closeness.

After they had fallen back asleep, I was on my way to the bed when Aiden gripped my wrist, stopping me. “Stay with me, be mine because I am already yours Nina”

I nodded , not trusting my mouth to speak the right words and I allowed Aiden to pull me back to our bed, where I put one of his shirts on before slipping under the covers.

“This is perfect, we seem like one big happy family and I like that. If someone would have told me that I will wake up and magically become a father to two kids overnight, I would have the person tortured but look at me. This room right now is literally my most favourite place in the world right now” said Aiden with a dramatic sigh

“And if I was told that I will raise my kids with their father , I wouldn’t have believed it. I was ready to be a single mother and go all in to take care of my kids on my own but I’m glad that you’re here. It makes everything just so easy and the experience much better “ I replied honestly

“Now, I will really appreciate it if they will stop crying and interrupting our premium sexy nights' ' said Aiden, kissing and tickling me at the same time which made me laugh out loud.

“You’re a really bad boy , you know that right?” I said before kissing him on both cheeks and then giving him a big peck on the scar on his face.

Aiden pulled me against him, wincing as I touched and played with the tattoo on his chest.

“Were they painful to ink?,” I protested, trying to put distance between us, but Aiden tightened his hold on me.

“Fuck the pain. I want you in my arms.”

I stilled and finally relaxed against him, my cheek pressed up to his strong chest. This felt too good to be true.