Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 (23 page)

     My blood renewed its fever at the action and my dick
throbbed painfully in frustration.

     I didn’t take Nadia’s reluctant admission to heart. I
liked to be in control, but Nadia almost breathed it. It hadn’t taken me long
to figure that out about her in the last week and learning what I had about her
today solidified my conclusion. For the last five years she’d been in command
of everything around her and when she felt like she wasn’t in control she
became a bit…prickly.

     It was another one of her personality traits I found
enduring.

     “But Seth, I don’t know if we…”

     Nadia’s words were cut short by the sound of voices and
feet tromping up the steps. She immediately leaned back attempting casual. I
lifted her foot onto my lap next to my obvious erection, and she stared at me
wide eyed as her foot brushed against it. She was probably thinking that I was
trying to hide it, and I was, but I wanted to be touching something of her
again.

     “Did you guys find anything interesting?” Nadia asked.
I held back a smile and wondered if anyone else noted her higher than normal
voice.

    Carrie and Samantha regaled us with the washed up sea
animals that they’d found while Luka gazed at us with a watchful frown. Nic
stared at me with patent amusement.

     “That sounds cool. We’ve never been able to see the
ocean at low tide. Luka did you bring anything back for Issy to see?” Nadia
asked. Her leg was tense in my grip so I applied some serious pressure to help
her relax. There was a slight twitched to her lip that was hard to interpret.

     Luka looked back and forth between the two of us,
trying to ascertain the situation I’m sure. “Yeah, I left them down by the
steps.”

     “Well, I was just waiting till you got back to go to
bed.” She pulled her foot away but not before digging her heel into my inner
thigh. I took that as a sign that she wasn’t too upset with me since it could
have easily been my dick. “You can stay up if you want, but stay near the house
and don’t go in the water alone.”

     Luka’s eyes showed interest. “I was thinking about
hopping in the pool and the hot tub.”

     Nadia grinned at his eagerness. “That’s fine as long as
someone is down here with you.”

     “I wouldn’t mind going for another swim.” Samantha
said.

     I found myself watching Samantha and Luka in careful
consideration. Luka may only be fifteen but he was a well-built male that
looked older. Did those two have any interest in each other?

     Carrie and Nadia were watching them closely as well.
“Nic and I will be up for a little bit longer.” Carrie said giving Nadia a
reassuring smile.

     “I’m going to stay up for about another hour as well.”
I said. I was going to need another two more beers and time for my body to ease
out of its highly sensitized state.

     Nadia frowned like she was rethinking the idea of going
to bed, and while I wanted her to stay, I also wanted her to get rest if she
needed it. The girl worked hard and then spent nights staying up late to get
money for her sibling’s college fund. That I was that concerned for her
wellbeing gave me an indication on how deep I was already getting with her.

     “Nadia, go ahead; everything will be fine.” I reassured
her.

     She glanced my way and surprised me with a blush high
across her cheekbones. “Okay, I’ll see you all in the morning.” I stared after
her as she moved away into the house. Luka and Samantha followed her so they
could change.

     When I couldn’t see her any longer I turned to find Nic
offering me a beer that he must have gotten out of the pool-side bar. I took it
with a nod. He had one for himself and a bottle of water for Carrie. They sat
in the seat next to mine, Carrie in Nic’s lap.

     “So…” Nic drawled out.

     I gave him a ‘shut it’ glare.

     Carrie’s gaze swiveled. “What’s going on?” She asked
with a frown.

     I shook my head.

     “I can tell her now or later, but you know I’m going to
tell her.” Nic notified me with an amused grin.

     I rolled my eyes. “What happened to bro
confidentiality?”

     Nic laughed. “That so doesn’t work with girlfriends.”

     “Huh.” I never felt the need to confide everything with
Melissa. “Whatever.” I grumbled.  

     Carrie looked at Nic in expectation now that she knew
she was going to get some answers.

     “Seth and Nadia were going at it clothed porn style when
I jogged ahead of you guys.” Nic informed her with a grin.

     I growled at the description even if it was true, while
Carrie slapped at Nic’s shoulder in shock. “Nic!” She looked at me like she was
embarrassed for me and couldn’t believe that her boyfriend was so crude.

     I wasn’t embarrassed for myself, but I didn’t want that
description to get back to Nadia.  

     “It’s true!” Nic said hugging Carrie and laughing. “I
had to yell his name like ten times before they even heard me. I got quite a show.
It made
me
ready for bed, that’s for sure.”

     I growled again not liking that depiction at all. It
made me think that he might be thinking of Nadia while having sex with Carrie.
I knew it was ridiculous because Nic’s only thoughts were of Carrie, but it was
a knee-jerk reaction warning him to change his thoughts.

     Carrie blushed tapping him again. “Did you embarrass
Nadia?”

     I grinned at Carrie’s question. She would be worried
about Nadia’s feelings.

     “Honey, I almost had to pry them apart. I don’t think
she wanted her brother coming up on them…kissing like that.” Nic rephrased his
statement with a chuckle.

     Carrie grinned as well and her brows rose in
unquestionable agreement. “Yeah, probably not.”  She said with a grimace of contrition
my way.

     I smiled at her letting her know there were no hard
feelings, but I gave Nic a look. “This stays here though.” I stated
categorically, not wanting him to rib Nadia about it.

     Nic nodded. “Of course.”

     Luka came out a minute later jumping straight in the
pool. Samantha was seconds behind him but she went in a little more
circumspectly. They horsed around in the water as Carrie, Nic and I conversed
on subjects having nothing to do with Nadia.

     However, my thoughts were very much with her and what
had transpired between us, and the surprising and welcome fact that Nadia was
an aggressive lover. Her touch hadn’t been hesitant or gentle. In fact, I still
felt her touch and was sure I had some deep indentation in my back from her
nails.

     Her aggressiveness was what had set me off in the first
place. I mean, shit, I wanted her like mad anyway, but when she’d taken that
forceful hold of my head I’d lost complete control trying to dominant her and show
her who was in charge. It had been the most sexually stimulating experience of
my life.

     But what she had revealed about her life also hung over
my head. When she’d disclosed the plans her cousins had for her I’d experienced
instantaneous shock and fury. Family was supposed to watch out for each other,
not try to sell them off into prostitution.

     I couldn’t help recalling how she’d carefully observed me
when she’d exposed her past. It was like she’d been testing me to see how much
she could shock me; like she’d wanted to see how I would respond. And I hadn’t
missed her disconcerted expression when I hadn’t reacted in a way she seemed to
expect.

     Maybe she thought I would be disgusted, or want to
distance myself from her after hearing about her relatives or that she’d actually
considered falling in with their plans, but those thoughts hadn’t even entered
my mind. She’d disclosed she’d been going through a bad time but had gotten
quite upset when I’d asked why. I assumed it had to do with the death of her
father because it coincided with what little she’d told me about him, and it
seemed like something that would make her exceptionally emotional and act out.

     I understood acting out after a traumatic experience
since that was exactly what I had done after my cousins death, and even though
Nadia had said she’d thought about her cousins idea I didn’t think she would
have chosen their plans for her. She was too independent a person to allow
others to use her like that. She was one of the most self-reliant and
strong-willed individuals I’d ever come across.

     I was in awe of her character and what she had
accomplished. At this point I don’t think she could tell me anything that would
convince me otherwise. And shit, I was just scratching the surface of her
personality.   

     After an hour and three beers Luka and Samantha were
ready for bed so we all decided to call it a night. The time and alcohol had
mellowed my mood to where I dropped right off to sleep.

     It was still dark when I was suddenly jerked from sleep.
I straightened up in bed my heart pounding not sure what had woken me.

     “Get the fuck off me you crazy bitch.”

     I didn’t even think as I jumped out of bed and ran for
the door, my first thoughts for Nadia and Issy…because that had sounded like it
came from across the hall.  

     “Sez!” Nadia yelled as I flung open my door and raced
toward hers. Unadulterated fear and panic hit me hearing her yell my name like
that. Distantly I noticed Luka racing out of his room as I launched myself
through Nadia’s open door. I wasn’t sure what I expected to find, but it wasn’t
what I found.

     Switching on the light I stared in shock as Nadia held
some guy down on her bed in an arm bar restraint, her knee in his back, while
yelling in Russian at another guy who was backed up against the wall holding
his bloody nose with one hand his other raised in surrender. I didn’t see Issy
anywhere.

     A wave of violent anger rushed through me and without
waiting for an explanation I stormed over and grabbed the guy with the bloody
nose by the back of the neck and hauled him across the room to Nadia. He made
some noises and struggled feebly but I ignored him as I slammed him down on the
bed next to Nadia’s pinned down male.

     “What the hell is going on? Nadia, where’s Issy?”   

     Wide angry eyes connected with mine and she jerked her
head to the side. “
Pod krovat’yu
.”

     She showed no signs of fear that I could see, she was
all focused fury. “English, Nadia.”

     “Under zee bed.” She bit out pressing down on the guy
under her when he tried to break loose, but because of the hold she had on him
he was unable to. I saw Luka run over to the bed and look under it. A second
later he was pulling Issy out from beneath it. She wrapped her arms and legs
around him tucking her head in his chest. I could see her trembling in his hold.

     My anger spiked even further at seeing the little girls
terror. 

     “Get thish fuckin bitch off me. Thish is my damn house
and I’m going to have all of you arreshted.” The guy under Nadia yelled
wriggling again. I took note that his words were drunkenly slurred.   

     Not liking his language I smacked him hard on the head
causing him to grunt in pain. “Shut up or I’m going to take over for her and it
will hurt a lot more than it does now.” I turned my attention back to Luka.
“Take Issy down the hall and knock on the other doors. Find Landon and send any
of the other guys.”

     Luka took off to do as I said. I looked over at Nadia.
“You have him?”

     She nodded tightly.

     “And your okay?” I demanded. I was going to hurt these
guys six ways to Sunday if she wasn’t.  

     She nodded again and I experienced a ten percent
relaxation of my muscles in knowing that she wasn’t hurt. I turned my attention
to the fucker’s on the bed.

     “What in the fuck were guys thinking?” I growled
wondering how in the hell they had gotten in the house. They didn’t look like
your average home invaders, or sober enough to get past Landon’s security
system.

     “I told you thish is my damn house. I was looking for a
place to crash and shtumbled in here to go to shleep when she fuckin attacked
me.” Nadia’s asshat slurred.

     “It’s true, man. This is his parent’s house. He’s Kris McKay.”
The jagoff under me was clearly showing his fear of how the situation was
progressing.

     Footsteps pounded down the hallway and seconds later
Landon, Evan and Blake exploded through the doorway in their boxer briefs
wearing expressions of alarm and stunned disbelief. I suddenly become conscious
of how underdressed we all were and my gaze zeroed back to Nadia finally taking
note of her clothing, or lack thereof. I’d been too caught up in the harrowing
situation to pay attention to it before.

     I growled in possessiveness, as well as appreciation,
at seeing her in a small pair of black boy shorts and a small tight black cami
with no bra, visible hard nipples, her hair a disarray of light red and blonde
curls around her head. The clothes covered more than she had been wearing on
the beach, but I really hadn’t been all that happy about the guys ogling her
there either.

     “What in the hell!” Landon exclaimed in angry
astonishment. He moved in closer. “Kris! What in the fuck?”

     “I take it this
is
your brother?” I knew Landon
had a brother, but in the more than three years of knowing him I’d never met him.
Landon never really talked about him either, it had just been a passing phrase
he’d used when discussing his family at times.   

     Landon nodded in disgust and anger. “What happened?”

     Nadia shoved herself off Landon’s brother, none too
gently, and I did the same to the guy under me. Walking over to the other bed I
whipped the coverlet off and draped it around her. Her countenance exuded fury,
but her mouth quirked at my actions. She gave me an automatic once over and a
rosy blush took the place of the angry slash of red across each of her cheeks
when she took note of my black and white boxer briefs.