I sat me down on the bathroom countertop,inbetween the two sinks,as he ran the bath.

I watched him with tired eyes and a sore pussy,as he walked around,picking up things I could not place due to my exhausted state. A while later he came to me and slowly lifted me off and carried me to the filled soak-in-tub.

I sat in there,arms too tired to move. I watched him get in the tub as well and reach for the loofah that say beside the tub. He rubbed in on the soap and reached out to me. Using the little energy I had,I pushed myself as back as I could go.

"Come on!" He said in frustration. "If you keep doing this,we are going to take all day" He said in little frustration,reaching out again to pulled me closer. Letting my legs to rest above his,our pelvices almost touching.

How can he still have so much energy? While I can barely lift my arms,without feeling like I am carrying ten pounds on them?, I asked myself. Maybe if you had listened a little, when he told you to exercise,you wouldn't be like this,Said the small voice at the back of my head.

I closed my eyes,taking in the feeling of him washing me,in. The feeling of his finger gently brushing my skin,as he washed my back and in between my tits. Physically,I was tired as fuck but the circular motions he was making and the brushes,were turning me on. Like I had enough energy to go through another round.

I felt his hot breath but the male of my way skin,and in an instant the fatigue that had swallowed my whole body was fine but not intirely. I would still feel the burn at the back of my thighs and on my arms. "I can't. I am tired." I said lowering my head to rest it on his shoulder. His body moved up and down in steady breaths,as he breathed me in. "I know,baby. I know." He whispered,taking a whiff of my hair. "But now I need you to turn around for me,so I can wash you back." He continued amdbi nodded. Using my already tired arms,I lifted my body out of the water and turned around like he had asked I ordered. Whatever! It didn't matter anhmoee wether he asked or ordered. I was way too tired to even protest about it.

He again did the same thing,making slow circular motions on my back,while subtly brushing his fingers on my skin and the fire he ignited with those little things weren't helping.

"Don't do that." I said,turning my head to look a him. He game me a questioning look. "Do what?" He asked with a raised brow and a faint curve to his lips. I frowned. "Wash me like that and stop brushing your finger I my skin." I said in a small voice. The curve grew into a smirk. "I mean if,Nick. I am tired and sore." I said snatching the loofah from his hand,that was tested nicely on my thigh. "Now it's my turn to wash you."

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After the very long bath,I went back into the kitchen. Wearing only a towel on me. Nick was in a pair of charcoal trackpants and not a single cloth covering his upper half.

"To and seat down. I'll be there with your coffee." He said with his back turned to me. "I would love that very much...Sir." I said with a smile. "You should first try the pancakes. The best you'll ever have." He said in a chippy happy voice. "I bet." I said dryly. "I don't want breakfast and I am not just going to rut down with you and pretend that everything is ok." I said in a baritone. "Enjoy your breakfast." I turned to leave the room. Walking like penguin, well that's a bit on an exaggeration,but still pretty close.

"So you're still angry about that? I thought I explained it to you." He said,his voice sounded a bit closer to me. Like he was just behind me. I stopped walking but did not turn back. "Yes,I am still angry about that. You lied to me,Nick . You can't expect me to smile,fuck and forget about it. It doesn't work like that." I said,my voice comming out louder than I wanted it to,and also choked up.

A tear fell from my eye. His betrayal too much for me to bear. He lies to me and I actually wished he had just told me where he was going on the first place. That he had told me straight on that he was going to see a woman and I should not wait up.

I heard the sound of his bare feet echoe through my ears as he walked to me,getting closer and closer with every step. I felt the warmth of his breath as it hit my skin. The feel of his touch as he placed his hand on my back.

Drawing in a deep breath but not daring to turn I said in a call voice, "I am not going to do this." I wiggled my back from his hand. "I am tired and I'm going to rest,so please don't disturb me." I walked to my room,feeling the burn of his states on my back. For once I felt naked,likes I had been stripped of all clothing and dignity infront of him.

I got in the already messed up bed and immediately fell asleep. Forgetting that I was angry and hurt for that little time I had.

For I wished to be restful sleep,wasn't. I woke up every thirty minutes and mentally cursed myself for not forgetting about it for a while.

I sat upright,finnaly tired of helplessly trying to force sleep. My eyes landed on a figure and the opposite wall,looking straight at me. The curtains were not drawn,so I could see clearely who it was. It was Nick,still in charcoal trackpants and no shirt. He was meaning against the wall,arms crossed and hair dischivered like his hands had ran though if countless times.

"You were tossing and turning." He stated the obvious. I kept quiet and just looked at him. He moved from the wall and walked to the bed. My eyes not once leaving him as he did. He sat at the foot of the bed and looked at me. Eyes fixed on mine. I wiped my mouth,for any possible drool. The air thick as I struggled to breath.

I moved to the edge I the bed,swing my legs off and got up to go and stand by a walk or did on a chair or anything. I stood leaning on a wall,raked my hands through my hair. "You lied to me." I started,unable to hold it in anymore. "I told-" He attended to speak but I interupted him. "And you did it again and again,eventhough I told you not too. I saw you with her. Your 'meeting' with her. I saw the way you touched her,looked at her,I saw it in your eyes. I saw you,Nick." I said the tears free falling. "And don't you dare try to deny it." I snapped. "Listen to me," His face was relaxed for someonevtaht was being confronted. "Before you free conclusions of your own,I need to tell you something.

I thought of the worst. He loved her.

My blood ran cold,making me feel like I had joined the sear. My ears temporarily got blocked and my heart thumped as I mentally tried to umbrage myself for the words. But I had a few words to deliver first. "It wasn't a meeting,now was it? And then after you want to her house. Fucked her like you fucked me just now? Was it good? Did you enjoy it? Do you love her?" The words closed out of my mouth with bitterness. I asked him and like every question,there should be an answer,but to this one's,I didn't want to know. I was not strong enough.

"You followed me?" He asked with furrowed brows and a ghost of a smile. Why the hell is he smiling? He finds me funny? Does he find this funny?

"Yes,I followed you, and for once,I am glad I did. I wouldn't have found out if I didn't.no never would have seen you with her." I sank to the floor,my knees being the first to hit it. He laughed. Fist I was confused but then I got angry. I stood from the floor and stomped to him but got stopped by a sharp pain between my thighs,sending me down to the floor but he caught me. "I discover something knew about you everyday,but I never knew you could bebthis jealous." He said,face shifting from being worried to being pleased. It was time for me to be confused.

"I did not sleep with her,if that's what you're implying. Yes,I touched her. Yes,I looked at her. But you don't get it now do you? I may look at other women but I have eyes only for you. No women would satisfy me like you do. You make my life while. You give me meaning,Scarlett Wilde." He said holding he even high. My tears soaking his bare chest and I smiled at his words. They were the most beautiful words anyone had ever said to me,without making me feel like that were empty. "So you don't love her?" I sobbed into his chest. He laughed again. "No,I don't. I love you and only you. I will forever love you." He said kissing my forehead. I laughed. It was idiotic of me to think that. To belive that his love had died.

It stayed quiet for a while as I thought about the second question that threaded to burn me down. "Did you sleep with her that night?" I asked in a whisper. He came back late that night,hours after I had returned and as far as I knew,'meetings' didn't take that long.

"No I didn't sleep with her." He again said after a short heartfelt laugh. "I am yours and only yours. This cock is yours for whenever and wherever you want it. I am all yours to have just like you are none." He said breathing the scent of my hair in and placed me on the bed on my back.

I wiped the remaining tears and looked up at his as he hooves over me,breathing heavily. "I love you, I love you,I love you,Nick Wildwood." I said pulling his face to mine and missed him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as the kiss deepened. My hands now being the ones raking his hair.

We separated,breathless from the kiss. I pulled him again a second later,wanting more,gracing more. My legs fell to the bed and dangled down as his body crashed into mine. His cock that had penetrated me mere hours ago,rock-hard.

"Are you sure about this?" His asked,voice laced with concern and worry. "Yes,Sir." I said nodding my head. He smiled down at me and kissed down my back. "Turn around." He ordered. I turned to lay on my stomach. "On your knees and push your ass back." I did as ordered and went on all fours. I was still sore but I could not find it in me to say no to the monster dick that wanted out of his pants.

I enhaled sharply as he entered me from behind. He started with slow and sensual thrusts. My breaths became heavy and ragged as he increases his speed. "I want you sore." He murmured,and he continued his sweet,leisurely torment,backward,forward. "Every time you move tomorrow,I want you to be reminded that I've been there. Only me. You are mine."

My arms gave in and I fell-face down on the bed,my moans muffled by the blankets. He places his hands in my sides and pushed me to him,his dick going deeper into me. Massaging the deepest part of my puffy.

"Oh yes...just like that. Give it...ahhh...mmmm-"

I moaned as he thrusted. The clapping sounds made by our flesh as he thrusted deeper and deeper into me,motivating my orgasms.

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"What time is it?" I asked him;going into the kitchen. I was fully dressed this time and not in a towel.

"Quarter past one,why?" He answered flocking through chanels on the TV. The love session had ended a whole back and now I was playing the waiting game with the delivery but,for my test. While also waiting for Ana to annouce that she is at the door.

"No particular reason." I shrugged,opening the fridge to look for ice cream. "Anyway,are you going somewhere tonight? And had anyone besides you moved in? The other room?" I changed the topic. If I knew him the way I thought I did,he would make me asking about the time a big deal. Like was I getting bored? Was I going somewhere? Expecting someone? If I was bored he would take me out.

It was exhausting.

"Yeah,about that...I have to tell you something." He said turning off the TV and looking at me. Like on a serious way and I did not do serious. Me and Serious get along.

"Yeah,you'll tell me later but now you are out of ice cream." I said looking in the fridge one more time, hoping maybe I had missed it for the last ten times. Doing a double check,triple check. The usual.

The look on his face,the dead-serious look did now to away. Like why the hell did I even try?!

"I need you to wear down and not say a word until I am done telling." He said in an authoritative voice. You know that feeling you get when you are about to be scolded and you know you will get a beating from mummy or daddy? Yeah,I had it. I felt like a kid about to be scolded by a very angry parent. My body was tended and my breathing had picked up.

There was nothing I couldn't give to get out of the chair I had sat on,and away from his scrutinizing beautiful eyes. It was amazing how I could still find the beauty of things in my position.

"I have b-"

"Scarlett you have a package!" Shouted a voice from outside the room,cutting Nick off. And I could not have been more thankful in my life. "I have to...him...I have to get that." I sat jumping off the chair with the up most enthusiasm and running to the door. "We will continue this when I come back." I said before closing the door. The thought that I did not know the house by heart and where I had to go and turn,to get down to the first floor and to the door,completely slipped my mind.

I closed the door behind me,and that's when my reality struck. I don't remember which way to go. I walked in random directions. Turning around a corner,walking up and down hallways that seemed abandoned,I was lost. Again.

I sunk to the floor,completely and utterly frustrated but trying to go back to that room, with Nick,was out of the question. I would never and what if I want and someone curious opened the package. Then boom! In your face. A pregnancy test,wrapped neatly with paper or whatever they used.

I could not risk it.

"What are you doing on the floor?" Asked Diana,Sean's sister. She was wearing a blue summer dress with straps and a black belt that accentuated her already to tiny waist. "I forgot the way ttbe great room." She hummed and helped me up to my feet. "I was already going there myself, so we'll walk together." She said,sympathetically. I nodded and said nothing as we walked in the direction she came from. "Have you may my brother yet?" She asked,a grown on her face and she kept sizing me up every chance she got. "Unfortunately I haven't." I said with a smile. "Well you'll get to know him,once he... arrives." She fixed me again. "Look for a skycraper with neat dark hair,usually combed back. Beautiful blue eyes,that suck you in immediately. He is very perfectly built." She said dreamely.

I had begun to tell uncomfortable due to the way she was talking about him. It felt like he wasn't it brother or that she wanted it to be more than that.

"A castle of testosterone is what i call him. Very sexy. I mean his muscles and everytime he..." I pretended to be clearing my ears,but truthfully I was avoiding hearing her. She had gotten to discribe his body. Every outline,curve and dip of his body. It was extremely uncomfortable and I couldn't wait to finally reach were I was going.

"And I have been meaning to ask you,what is wrong with the way your walking? Is there something wrong? You've been walking differently today?"

She seemed genuinely concerned. Her voice was sweet and facial features softened.

"Nah! It's nothing. I'll be fine in a few hours."

I lied,but she did not have to know that. What I had wouldn't get better in a matter of hours. If was going to take days. Days before I could walk normally again.

She gave me a look. A knowing look.

"You go so long, down the stairs. I will down in a while,just got to sort this out." She said running to the right as we reached the flight of stairs that led down. "No problem." I said waving it off. "It was fun talking to you." I lied. It was worse than fun. The opposite of fun. Like who talked about their brother like than. The way she discribed his body,i could literally see him. She made ut feel like i was there. Like i was the one touching him and applying some soothing lotion or oil or whatever she saud it was, on his back.

"-Oh,your package is over there. On that table. I signed for it." Said a girl in her early twenties. "Thanks." I said politely,turning on my heel and went to get it. It was placed near a case full of different colour beats.

And just when I was about to take the first step up the stairs,the chirpy voice of Anastasia stopped me. "I made it." She screamed in a happy voice. Like she did on her birthdays. I turned towards the door. She was standing next to the same table I had taken the small box from. "Is that it? Is that the -" She screamed and I cut her off. She was about to spill it out and everyone was already looking out way,between me and her and back again. "Yes!wanna have a piece? I'll serve it to you up stairs." I said glaring dangerously at her. Her excitement increased to an unbelievable high. "Yeah! I hope it's chocolate flavoured." She followed me up the stairs and while walking through the many passages,we may with Nick. Who made us walk all the way back and into a big room. Getting Autumn and a man in his middle thirties. Many people entered the room after that.

He whispered something to Am a,who was standing next to me. Her boyfriend,sorry,used-to-be-boyfriend and now fiacee,that had suddenly appeared out of noway,holding her hand. Dylan was also present,standing proudly next to Nick.

"I would like you all to meet my girlfriend." He ushered for me to go to him. I was as hesitant as fuck. Atleast of he had told me about it,I would have given him a better way to do this. Like maybe he would have done it to only his parents,not the whole household over.

I walked up to him,palm of my hands sweating,heard pounding in my chest and feet wobbly. He smiled down at me,taking hold of my hand and kissing it,making me jump a little from the holy of electricity that had been produced. I gaspes. He squeezed my hand a little, letting me know he was there with me.

"My girlfriend,Scarlett." He annouced,and peole stated to whisper to the nearest person. Autum and the thirty something year old man,we're smiling from ear to eat and little Sean was grinning. "My brother found his mate!" She screamed in joy. The whispering for louder and I got confused. Was there another meaning to the word 'mate' apart from friend?

Wait,what?

"She I your mother? Autumn is your mother?" I blurted out as soon as the crowd began to disperse. He gave me a smug look and a shrug. "Mother! Father!" He called out. "I want to properly introduce my 'girlfriend'." Autumn turned,holding Sean's hand on her left side and on the other,the hand of the man. The thirty something one.

He had dark hair,same colour as Nick's. "Father,this is Scarlett. My mate. Scarlett,this is Vrox. My father." He features for the guy that was holding Autumn's hand. "Mother,this is Scarlett." He gestured for Autumn,who was going on for a bear sized hug. My jar dropped. This people looked barely older than him. There was no way they could be his parents,unless ofcourse that had a child at the age of five.

I would have belived him if he said they were his older sister and brother but not parents. It was a lie.

But after the suffocating big,I got a good look at the supposed 'father'. They had similar features him and Nick. The straight nose,sharp jaw line,hair colour and the thin plum lips. Why am I looking at another man's lips? Apart from that the eye colour belonged to Autumn. The cheeks,eyes shape,it was hard. And that meant that Diana was talking about Nick all this time. He was the brother after all.