Chapter 25: Chapter 25

"I wish that you still have the opportunity to experience everything you missed."

"We will see…" he replied. Nadia continued to cut his toenails, avoiding asking him uncomfortable questions. The tension in the room was palpable.

"Music," she said after a while, raising her voice and the gentle sound of piano notes filled the room. Angel noted that the lights dimmed as well into a candlelight glow. He sighed, feeling a little guilty that he got to share this experience when the others were in that shit hole.

Nadia got up and stepped out of the Jacuzzi. Angel watched as she packed his nipped nails to flush off in the water closet toilet. And then she went inside the shower stall. Angel shifted his posture, resting his head over the ceramic frame of the Jacuzzi as he continued to watch her.

Nadia lathered her body and used a sponge to scrub her skin. Angel could not take his eyes off her beautiful body. When he was about had it with just admiring her from afar, he rose from the tub and stepped out. A knock sounded from her bedroom door Angel froze.

Nadia seemed to have heard it too, because she left the shower running and walked out, reaching for a white towel on the silver rails mounted on the sidewall. She wrapped it around her waist and came to press a kiss to the centre of his pectorals before heading out. She didn't seem bothered which meant she was expecting someone.

Angel tensed up. Reaching for a towel to dry up his body. He wrapped one large one around his slim waist and went to stand by the door, getting ready for any form of attack.

"Thank you, Nana," Angel heard Nadia say. Angel breathed a sigh of relief, picturing the petite, grey hair woman that was always shadowing Nadia around the house. The first time he saw the woman he thought she was Nadia’s mother, but then he heard her refer to Nadia as Miss Nadia and thought she was probably a servant. Antonio Rufus had a lot of supposed servants in the house, only none of them get paid or ever get to leave. He wondered if this woman was in that category as well.

"Why are we stealing food and supplies, Miss Nadia?" He heard the older woman ask, but with the tone she used he doubted any servants in her uncle’s house would dare use such with her cousins. He figured then that whatever their relationship was, the woman didn’t seem afraid of Nadia.

"It's not stealing, if I'm allowed to eat whatever I want, Nana," Nadia replied, chuckling. Angel found himself smiling at the sound of her laughter.

"But this is a lot of food. Are you sure you are alright?"

"I am, Nana," Nadia replied. "Thank you. I appreciate this."

"Okay … Are you going to tell me why you need this much food though?"

"Sorry, no. Thank you!"

"Miss… Nadia!"

"Good night, Nana!" Nadia said in a sing-song voice and then Angel heard the door open, shut and locked. He visibly relaxed.

A few minutes later, Nadia pushed the bathroom door open and saw Angel behind the door. She arched an eyebrow at him and locked the door. The music was still playing in the background.

"That was my Nana, she helped me with the food, and the polythene bags," she explained. Angel nodded. "You can go on and let me finish up here…" she said.

"I will wait…" Angel replied. Nadia nodded hesitantly.

Angel stood with his back to the wall and watched her hurry inside the shower stall to close the water. She then came out to drain off the Jacuzzi water, and went to pack their clothes from inside the washing machine, and put them in the dryer. Angel watched her every move as she repeatedly stood, bend over, and then straightened her spine again.

When she bent over in front of the dryer, his eyes trailed down her shapely back and he could almost see the outline of her vulva. His breath quickened. He then strode to stand behind her lowered himself to the floor to station his head in between her legs and lifted his head until he could use his tongue to stroke the hem of her labia.

“Angel… what?!!” Nadia moaned and tried to jerk away in reflex but he reached for her thighs, holding her still as he lapped his tongue against her core. Nadia held on tightly to the machine. Breathing through parted lips. Pleasure shot through her, causing her legs to feel like jelly. She called out his name in warning, panting uninhibitedly. “Oh God!” she cried, using the machine door for support. Angel didn’t stop. When Nadia couldn’t hold on anymore she slowly lowered to the floor somehow straddling his head. Angel held her steady by the thighs, and suckled her clit persistently, darting and pushing his tongue inside her. She moaned loudly. ‘He is going to kill me, oh God!’ she thought as her eyes rolled back and she came hard.

Angel reached up her back and made her lay on the area rug, he knelt over her, gripped her by the hips and pulled her close to his groins. Nadia shut her eyes and moan deep in her throat when she felt his broad tip probe her opening and then he thrust into her. She shook hard from the sheer pleasure that raked through her very soul. “Angel,” she whispered as he started to move inside her. The rapturous feel clouded her head, making tears to well and spilled down the sides of her face. The ecstasy was drowning.

Angel shook from the sheer need to be inside her. He had to fight to contain the urge to thrust hard into her and fuck her with no restraint. Slowly joining with her, he threw his head back, feeling and savouring every millisecond of becoming one again with his mate. And just when she had taken the entire length of him, he started to slam against her buttcheeks, slowly at first and then the urgency grew and he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Nadia bit down on her lower lip to contain her moans. The urge to scream his name in ecstasy weighed down on her.

"Angel!" she called. He grunted an answer. Leaning over her he enveloped her in his arms lifting her up from the floor. He made her sit on him and he framed her hips, silently letting her know what he wanted. Nadia started to buck against him and he used one hand to hold her by the nape of her neck, kissing and fucking her at the same time as a man possessed.

Angel moaned into her mouth and the two got lost losing cognisance of where they were. The euphoria twirling inside them was all-encompassing. Angel was big and persistent enough to cause her multiple orgasms. Nadia was whimpering, and half-delirium with pleasure by the time Angel's seed filled her up inside. The warmth of it made her moan deep in her throat. Angel wrapped his arms tightly around her, giving her a searing kiss.

The sound of their breathing mixed with the soft music as they slowly came into cognisance. Angel felt sated and drained as if he had given her everything in him. He smirked and planted a kiss on the slope of her shoulder. He then straightened his spine, taking her with him.

He didn't bother to let her go. He carried her back inside the shower stall to clean them both up and then took her out of the bathroom to her bedroom. The smell of food hit him hard and his eyes settled on her coffee table by a recliner. The table was ladened with steaks, a bottle of vodka and fruit wine, ice cream, cake and veggies.

"Ready to eat?" Nadia asked in a soft sultry tone, pressing her lips to his jaw. Her legs were wrapped around his waist and her arms draped over his shoulders. Angel was holding her by the bum and she didn't have to exact much effort to hold on to him. They were both naked.

"Yes," he said and strode to the recliner. When he started to lower himself to the seat, Nadia tried to wiggle out of his arms but he didn't let her. He made her sit across his legs instead and reached for the plate of steaks. He didn't bother with cutlery. He simply picked it up and bit into it, cutting a small piece to feed Nadia with. She smiled at him. Angel didn't return her smile. He merely held her gaze as he continued to eat, feeding her too.

"I already had dinner, you know, you are going to get me pregnant with food," she said, giggling.

"Not with food…" he said. Nadia slowly raised her eyes to meet his intense ones. Angel reached for the pack of white serviette paper and took two out to clean his hands. He then got up, carrying her to the bed. Leaving her there, he went to wash his hands with soap in the bathroom and came back. He felt stronger, and healthy with none of Antonio Rufus' drugs in his system. He was whole.

Nadia was lying under the covers when he joined her. Crawling on all fours over her, he pulled off the white silky sheets, feeling the smooth feel of it over his skin. Nadia's chest quivered as she met his smouldering gaze.

Angel lowered his face to rub his cheek against her flat stomach. Nadia raised her hand to hold his head and gently ran her fingers against his scalp. Angel moaned.

'You are mine, Nadie,' Angel thought and aloud he said, "are you on birth control pills?"

"No… I… it's been a while. Don't worry I will go to town first thing in the morning to get some…"

"I'm not worried…" Angel said in the most deliciously sexy voice she had ever heard and widened her legs.

"Angel…" she breathed and in response, Angel used the tip of his tongue to trace the hem of her labia.

"We are too far gone to stop now…" Angel rasped.

"Angel…" Nadia knew she should be sore with all the sex especially because of his size but she wasn’t. She supposed it must be because of what he kept doing to her with his tongue just like he told her in the woods. Her breathed hitched in anticipation.

"I'm going to fuck you all night, Nadie," he whispered, darting his tongue inside her vagina.

“Oh, dear God!” Nadia moaned.