Lana cried out, “Nick, oh heavens. Oh, god.”
Nick grinned to himself and abandoned that sensitive organ, putting his hands back on her hips.
He pulled his cock almost all the way out and drove it in hard and deep.
“Yes. Don’t stop. More. I need more,” Lana panted.
She pushed back at him as he plunged deep into her. Each stroke was harder than the last.
Her moaning and words sounded loudly. She wiggled her beautiful ass and pushed against him as his hard, thick cock spread her pussy open wide and hammered into her.
Then, her entire body began to tremble. She was panting and moaning. Her pussy began to convulse and tighten around his cock, holding him deep inside of her core.
Wave after wave of hot, creamy liquid exploded around him like a violent tsunami, covering his steel shaft.
Soon, her breathing slowed. Nick began to move inside of her again, driving into her hard and fast. His cock began to throb and he exploded, sending a geyser of his cum deep inside of her womb. Lana realized he had unloaded a ton of his seed into her body, and she felt another tiny explosion in response to his.
Eventually, Nick was spent, and he pulled out of her.
He laid down next to her, and kissed her nose. “You felt better than I could have ever imagined. But why didn’t you tell me that you were a virgin?”
“I thought you knew. I was saving myself for the one special man who came into my life and made me feel that as long as he was with me, we could conquer the world,” Lana said.
“Your gift was very special. Thank you,” Nick said, and kissed her nose again. “Let’s get cleaned up and change the sheets unless you want to sleep in the wet spot.”
Lana looked down and saw that they had, indeed, made a colossal mess.
It didn’t take long for them to prepare for bed. Lana left his room only long enough to retrieve her toothbrush. There was no way in the world that she was going to give up her opportunity to sleep in his arms.
12
Lana
Lana laid contentedly in Nick’s arms. He had pulled her close against him and practically enfolded her completely with his body. His even breathing was a soft concerto in her heart. She smiled when he began to snore. No matter what, she would never get tired of being next to him, even if his snoring got louder.
She wanted to stay awake all night and revel in the feeling of him holding her close. She didn’t want to miss a single second of it. Finally, though, her eyes were so heavy, and she fell asleep. She slept deeply that night, relaxed for the first time in a very long time.
Nick moving around, trying to untangle himself from her, woke Lana up. He was leaning over her, on one elbow, smiling. He gently pushed a lock of hair out of her face and kissed her forehead.
“You are so incredibly beautiful,” Nick said. “I hope I didn’t hurt you last night.”
Lana smiled up at him and said, “No. It was amazing. If I’d have known how great it was going to feel, I would have crashed your shower a long time ago.”
Nick laughed. “Don’t tell me I created a vixen who can’t get enough,” he said.
“No, I’m still a lion,” Lana retorted, changing the meaning of his word.
“Turkey,” he said.
“Nope, lion. I’ve heard that men never listen,” Lana said.
Nick laughed again. “As much as I would love spending the day in bed with you, we have goals to accomplish. Once all of this Dizag crap is taken care of and Lucy is safe, we’ll see what happens when we spend an entire day in bed together.”
“I like the way that sounds,” Lana said, smiling up at him.
Nick got dressed and headed out to the kitchen to start some coffee and breakfast.
Lana laid in bed for a few minutes longer, thinking about the night before. Then, she thought of Nick’s words. He obviously intended for them to have some kind of future together. Smiling, her heart fluttering, she rolled out of bed.
As she headed toward the bathroom, she noticed that she was feeling a bit sore. It was a nice soreness, though. She also noticed a bit of blood, but she knew that was because she had been a virgin.
Slipping on her jeans and a t-shirt, she brushed her hair and put it up into a bun on her head. Then, she joined Nick in the kitchen. He was in full swing of making breakfast.
“Can I help?” she asked.
“No way,” Nick said. “No offense, but I saw how you were trying to make coffee. I’ve got this. Why don’t you go sit down and relax for a bit?”
Lana grabbed a big glass of milk and headed out to the veranda. Nick would be able to hear her and come to her aid if she called out, so she felt safe enough.
She was astonished at how much she seemed to rely on him, now. Being an independent woman, hell bent on taking care of herself, she never thought that she would ever lean on someone. Yet, here Nick was. He had turned her world upside down in such a short amount of time.
Lana’s mind was so full of Nick that she almost missed it at first. There was an envelope taped to the door.
Her heart raced a million miles an hour; she knew that this could not be good. She knew that Dizag had been there and that he had an ominous message for her.
Her hands were trembling so much that she struggled to open the envelope. When she pulled out the photograph inside, she screamed and dropped it. The glass of milk she had fell alongside it, the glass shattering into a million pieces, just like Lana’s heart.
Nick came running out the door. “What is it? What is wrong.”
Lana couldn’t speak.
