Nicklas: The Vendetta Brotherhood Book One: Social Rejects Syndicate

by CR Robertson

  Shit.

  I was supposed to stay strong against him. That masculine spice smell that had invaded my senses the past few nights rendered me helpless. His cobalt blue eyes held me prisoner in his dominating gaze. There was nowhere left to run.

  “You wanted me, Sofia. Now what are you going to do with me?”

  Honestly? I had no freaking clue.

  The man was more than any fantasy I’d ever conjured in my own mind. He arrived to save me like an avenging demon straight from Hell, with his messy black hair and an attitude of pure evil. He killed that man without a second thought or any sign of remorse. I knew without asking that he did it for me. He hadn’t once looked at Benita that day.

  “You’re just pitying me.”

  His lips turned up in a smile that melted panties because mine felt too tight right now. “Not even close.”

  “I’ve seen lots of highly experienced women visiting here.”

  “Since when did experience mean that you’re attracted to the person?”

  I closed my eyes because that heated expression left me confused and dizzy. When his lips found mine, they jolted open again to find him watching me.

  “Nicklas.” I desperately tried to gain some sanity. “I don’t like people playing games with me,” I said in a small voice. He’d burrowed under my skin and meant more to me than I wanted to admit.

  Nicklas pressed me into the mattress, his frame resting on mine. “I’m not playing games, Sofia. I tried to protect you, but since you seem determined to get yourself into trouble, you may as well get into trouble with me.”

  “Papa won’t approve.”

  “Lucas isn’t in this bed with me, so right now I don’t give a fuck what he thinks.”

  “You’re supposed to be protecting me.” It was a lame argument, even by my standards.

  “I guarantee that no one will get to you with me sleeping in your bed.”

  I’d run out of arguments. “Fine.” I flopped back on the bed. “You can debauch me.”

  His lips twitched in amusement. “I’ve never had anyone order me to debauch them before.”

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and tugged his head down. “You asked me what I was going to do with you. That’s my plan… debauching.”

  “Yes, ma’am.”

  His hands slid down my sides, and I gasped when they slipped under my top. I didn’t have a bra on because I was lying about in my bedroom. When his thumbs stroked over my nipples, I lost the battle of my self-control and moaned. Nicklas pushed my top up and his hand caressed one breast while his mouth devoured the other.

  His attention moved from one breast to the other, his tongue a weapon that slayed me. Who knew that there was a magical cord that connected my nipples and clit? The more he sucked, the more wet I became and the more I rubbed myself against his groin. He pressed my breasts together. “You were made to titty fuck.”

  Holy moly, he was smoking hot and all my resistance had been burned away.

  My hands went to the front of his jeans, but he covered them with one of his. “You’re not recovered.”

  “I feel fine.”

  “Doc says…”

  I growled and pushed him until he was lying on his back, staring up at me. “I don’t care what the doc says. If you want me, then this is your last chance, or my vagina will put her closed sign up and refuse entry.”

  “Bossy little madam, aren’t you?”

  “Last chance,” I reminded him.

  He sucked his bottom lip into his mouth and bit down on it. “I don’t have any condoms as I hadn’t planned on having sex.”

  I leaned down, pressing my breasts against his chest. “I’m on the birth control shot as long as you’re clean.”

  Yeah, I knew it was probably a stupid idea. Who had unprotected sex in this day and age? But my vagina was about to mount a rebellion if she was denied gratification one more day.

  Nicklas stared up at me for several heartbeats before he launched himself into action. He lifted me by the hips and stood up, hauling his shirt over his head. “I’m clean and I’ve never had sex without a condom before.”

  I giggled at him hopping out of his jeans.

  His eyes narrowed in warning. “Get naked, or those clothes are getting ripped off,” he instructed.

  I sat up on my knees and dragged my top off, his attention immediately focused on my breasts. I was trying to find a way to sexily shimmy out of my leggings when his hands covered mine at my waist and pushed them down slowly. His erection moved between my ass cheeks as he bent over me to slide them down.

  “Right now, I’m fighting the urge to take you bent over like this.” His voice was husky, and I was too high on desire to care anymore. All I wanted was him inside me, his body moving on mine.

  I arched my back to increase our skin contact. Nicklas groaned and straightened, spinning me slowly to face him.

  “You sure?” He dipped his head to press kisses to my lips.

  “Positive.” In the past, I thought I wanted Mario. It was a pale whim in comparison to what I felt with Nicklas.

  “On the bed. Spread those legs and show me what’s mine.” His hands cupped my ass and gave it a squeeze before he released me.

  After all my bravado, I suddenly felt shy.

  Nicklas’ fingers on my chin tilted my face until all I saw was the blazing blue of his gaze. “Keep your eyes on me and breathe.”

  I slowly crawled up the bed, turning every so often to see Nicklas watching me. Swallowing my nervousness about my body, I laid on my back and let my legs fall open. I’d never felt so exposed in my life.

  The bed dipped and Nicklas rested on his knees just below my legs. “You’re fucking beautiful.” His hands slipped from my thighs to my knees and he widened my legs further.

  My hands gripped the bedclothes when his mouth kissed the lips between my legs, his tongue delving deep to caress and tease my clit. He sucked that needy bundle of nerves before flicking them with his tongue. His finger penetrated into my core to rub that spot that made my hips arch up.

  Nothing else mattered except the sensations between my legs. Pressure steadily built low in my stomach, my legs quivering. All it took was his teeth biting down gently while he rubbed circles on that place in my core and I exploded in a cacophony of pleasured sensations that left my nerves twitching and muscles spasming.

  Nicklas crawled over me, his body resting on mine. His cock rubbed the sensitive skin between my legs. His lips teased mine in small kisses that became deep, his tongue caressing along the length of my tongue. The blunt tip of his erection pressed into me. He was bigger than I anticipated, and my muscles screamed in protest.

  “Relax and widen your legs,” he muttered.

  He rotated his pelvis before rocking back and forth, every time going a little deeper. “Deep breath and blow it out when I thrust in.”

  I’d heard horror stories from the girls in school and their disastrous first times. I knew all about the pain and misery they endured. I nodded and closed my eyes, taking a deep breath as he commanded.

  “Eyes on me, Sofia.”

  His gaze bored into mine and all the air in my lungs hissed out when he thrusted forward, destroying what little remained of my innocence. There was a fleeting flash of pain, but the stretching was worse. He was too big, I was too small, and my muscles struggled to accommodate him. I froze, just lying there with a massive cock lodged in my core.

  Nicklas grabbed my face, combing my hair back. “Relax, that’s the only pain you’re going to experience.”

  I wanted to call him a liar, because that thing was massive, and I was sure it was stuck. He rotated his hips in small movements and began kissing and stroking me until I relaxed into the sensation of his lips on mine. He rocked back and forward, and this time there was no pain. I was still full and stretched, but the pinching had eased.

  “You feel fucking amazing, Sofia.”

  “Mmmm.” My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

 
; I worried that I wouldn’t know what to do, but Nicklas led the dance and instinct kicked in, allowing me to join him. My hips tipped up, and I held him to me as he thrust in and out, his lips consuming every moan I made. Perspiration coated my skin, and I spiralled into a world where only sensation existed. His cock moved in and out in slow, hard thrusts that shifted me up the bed and massaged my inner walls.

  What had felt too much earlier was no longer enough. My hands clasped his ass, tugging him deeper on every thrust, my pelvis grinding against his.

  That delicious pressure built deep in my stomach, stoked with every thrust into me. Our bodies moved in perfect synchronicity and I gasped when he nearly slid all the way out, only to thrust back in hard and deep, his balls slapping my ass.

  “Nicklas,” I moaned.

  “I can’t hold back anymore, baby.”

  He’d been holding back?

  I gently bit into his shoulder. “Show me what it’s like to be owned by you.”

  The power of his thrusts left me breathless, and the slide of his body on mine claimed me in a way that no one ever had before. He peppered kisses on my flesh even as his hands curved around my ass to pull me up and allow him to reach even further depths.

  I lost myself in his embrace, but I also found myself within it. He burned away all my self-doubt and insecurity about my body. His groans and muttered words reassured me that he wanted me. His touch lit all my nerve endings and allowed electrical pulses to permeate through my body until they all congregated in my core.

  My nails dug into him to anchor me and claim him at the same time. My teeth sank into his shoulder when sensation became too much, my entire body becoming rigid as a wave of pleasure crested over me. It left me shuddering and struggling to breathe.

  Several hard thrusts that bordered on pain later, Nicklas collapsed on top of me. Neither of us spoke. All I could do was cling to him, my hand caressing up and down his side. I wasn’t capable of doing anything else, he had destroyed me—both in mind and body, and I loved it.

  Nicklas finally pushed himself up to stare down at me. Concern laced his handsome face. “You okay?”

  “Hmmm?”

  He lifted my face until I met his eyes. “Words, Sofia. You need to tell me what’s going on inside that head of yours.”

  My fingers trailed down his side until they rested on his ass. “Nothing much going on in my head right now.”

  Nicklas brushed my hair off my forehead, and the tip of his forefinger touched the swelling on my head. “I want to kill him all over again for hurting you.”

  I grabbed his hand and kissed it. Now wasn’t the time for the past. “You saved me, that’s all that mattered.”

  He groaned and pulled out of me, rolling onto his back and taking me with him. There was an ache between my legs and fluid leaked out of me. My sisters would kill me if they discovered I had unprotected sex with a man I’d only known for a few weeks. Now I understood why girls ran off in books to clean themselves up. Right now, I was too tired to crawl off this bed.

  “So, what happens now?” Part of me didn’t want to know. Nicklas was an experienced guy who had a harem of women whose only purpose was to provide sexual favours to him and his men. I doubted he needed a permanent fixture in his bed. The other part of me desperately craved some form of reassurance that he wanted me in his bed.

  Nicklas’ body stilled. “What do you mean?” He paused for several seconds before tipping my head back. “I did tell you that once I claimed something that it was mine, Sofia. I’ve never been with a woman without protection before, so in a way you were a first for me, too. Don’t think you’re wandering off out of my bed now that you’ve crawled into it.”

  I pouted. “Technically, this is my bed.”

  His smirk made my pulse race. “Want me to fuck you in front of everyone so they know who you belong to?”

  A few months ago, I would have shied away from a suggestion like that. A shiver trickled down my spine at the thought of him showing the world that I was his. I didn’t care who watched as long as Nicklas was there.

  “Fuck. You would.” He rolled and pinned me under him. “You have no idea how turned on that makes me.”

  “You don’t need to tell me; I can feel it.” I slipped my fingers between us to slowly stroke his hardening cock.

  His head fell back, and he let me pump him for a few moments. “We can’t,” he muttered. “You need to heal after your first time.”

  I stroked harder, widening my legs.

  “Fuck it,” Nicklas snarled, rolling me onto my tummy and pulling my hips up. “On your knees.”

  I barely had time to scramble onto my knees before he speared into me from behind. My mouth fell open in a silent scream. He was way too big in this position. My fingers gripped the bedclothes to try to anchor myself.

  “Nicklas,” I whimpered.

  His hips pistoned hard and fast, shoving me up the bed. Gone was his gentle lovemaking; in its place was raw sexual need. My eyes fluttered closed as I tried to get into the rhythm of this new dance. It was only when his hands landed on my waist and his head rested on my shoulder for a few seconds that I felt the Nicklas I knew, instead of the stranger that was fucking me.

  My body relaxed, and the pinching eased.

  His hand caressed across my stomach and slipped between my legs to form circles on that bundle of nerves that constantly demanded attention.

  “You good, baby?”

  I was now. “Mmmm.” My back arched, and he drove in harder.

  At this angle, he hit an entire range of new pleasure points that made my toes curl. My body started to move, pushing back into his. Nicklas groaned, his fingers digging into my hips until I knew there would be bruising tomorrow. I didn’t care.

  The sound of our bodies slapping together echoed around me, and for the first time in my life, I discovered what the scent of sex smelt like. Nicklas’ hand wrapped around my long hair, dragging my head back until his lips crashed into mine.

  I was lost in a world of sensation and had no idea how to find my way out of it. He pinned me in place with a hand on my hip and one tangled in my hair while he rode my body hard. That pressure steadily built in my lower abdomen and my core was on fire with his frantic movements. His cock rubbed my front wall until I erupted in a starburst of pleasure that let me soar high before cascading down to earth in a wave of tingling nerve pulses and muscles spasms that left me weak.

  We fell onto our sides, Nicklas’ hand protectively on my stomach with his cock still lodged in me.

  “Shit. I kinda lost control there.” He pressed kisses along my shoulder.

  I pulled his arm tighter around me like a blanket, snuggling into his strength.

  Exhaustion rippled over me even as the light dimmed outside. We’d been wrapped in our cocoon for hours, far from the rest of the world. My stomach rumbled and Nicklas chuckled against my skin.

  “I better go and get you something to eat before Maria bursts in here. She would spend the next year lecturing me if she found us like this.” I winced when he pulled out, rolling over to watch him climb off the bed.

  It was only when I saw the frozen expression in his eyes that I looked down. My inner thighs had a combination of blood and semen coating them.

  “Fuck, Sofia, I should never have taken you a second time.” He crawled over the bed, his head resting on the middle of my abdomen.

  My arms wrapped around his head and held him close to me. When he was with me, it was the only time that I witnessed any vulnerability. At all other times, he was impenetrable—a force of nature hellbent on death and destruction.

  My stomach rumbled again in protest. “Go and get us food while I have a shower.”

  “Doc says—”

  I cut him off with my finger on his lips. “Don’t care. Go and get me something sweet to eat.”

  He reached up and kissed me with infinite softness, his lips a healing balm. I didn’t care what sort of monster the world saw, Nicklas was mine. I woul
d destroy anyone who tried to separate us.

  A tendril of fear curled in my chest at the thought of unseen enemies outside our door plotting to take him away from me.

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  Chapter Twenty

  Nicklas

  Lucas Black was going to kill me. He’d probably cut my balls and dick off first and pin them to the wall as a warning to anyone else who thought about touching one of his daughters.

  He should never have sent her to me. Sofia was everything I sought in a woman. There was no way I was ever going to win against those curves and her huge pleading eyes. I was only human, for fuck’s sake.

  She sat smiling and chatting with Benita in the kitchen. A slight bruise still marred the side of her head, but other than that she was radiant. Behind closed doors, I was insatiable, since she let my disobedient dick inside her without a condom. Now he wanted in her all the time to shoot his load. If he didn’t stop his lust filled ways, I’d be a dehydrated husk in the corner.

  “Can we?” Sofia spun around and smiled at me.

  “What?” I snapped, still trying to organise my thoughts.

  Her face fell. “Sam said we could go to Club Tropicana on Friday night.”

  My dark gaze moved to my second in command. The asshole knew I didn’t want any of the girls outside the estate after the kidnap attempt.

  He shrugged. “Most of the guys will be there since it’s Alvaro’s birthday.”

  “Fine.” Sofia threw me that look that all guys dreaded. The ‘we’ll discuss this later’ glare.

  Fuck my life.

  No one was supposed to know that she was in my bed every night. That would put an even bigger target on her back—one that I didn’t need to deal with right now.

  “Our neighbours have begun to branch out. More men arrived on the island this morning.”

  I chewed the inside of my mouth and turned to stare out the window. One of the men in the group who arrived last week, had been asking around town about a woman matching Sofia’s description, and he had her picture on his phone. I needed to get a closer look at him, but from the horrendous footage at the airport, I had my suspicions of who he was.