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“Anyone ever tell you how fucking hot you feel when struggling for control? I could swallow you alive and leave no crumbs.”
“Stay fucking still unless you’re in the mood to take care of the boner you’re giving me.”
“Oh cool, you remember! Nice to officially meet you, Brandon. Or, hold on! I actually found you a perfect nickname. Lotus flower. You know, because you managed to bloom so beautifully while surrounded by the muddy swamp that is Landon. Isn’t that so fucking poetic?”
“You’re a fucking nightmare,” he mutters, his throat working beneath my fingers. “Your nightmare.” “I hate you.” “I don’t.” “You’re fucking crazy.” “About you,” I whisper against his lips and claim them with a guttural moan.
This was supposed to be a little game, but I don’t think I’m playing anymore. The worst part is that I feel like I’m already losing.
“Why the hell would you lick me? Are you a dog?” “Woof.”
“Who’s who?” “The girl who was throwing herself in your arms at my fucking fight.” “A-Ava?” “Ava. Her name would look fucking pretty on a gravestone.” “What the…”
“Stay with me, baby. If you can barely take my fingers, how will you fit my cock in this tight ass?”
Maybe it’s the fact that you call him that and a few other nicknames, not to mention the fact that you got this fucking place just so he’d feel safe away from everyone else?
I’m just me. His lotus flower. His Prince Charming. His baby.
“Jesus. You have more sex than Zeus.” “Who’s that? A porn star?” “Please tell me you’re kidding.” He squints. “Pretty sure I’ve heard about him before. Is he an actor?” “He’s a Greek god.” “And he was a porn star?” “No. He just…let’s say he shagged a lot. Like you.”
noises he releases. “By the way, I googled the meaning of Brandon, and it literally means prince or king. Don’t I get brownie points for calling you Prince Charming?”
“Tell me something in Russian.” I cup his chin and stare deep into those eyes that have become my undoing as I say the words Grandpa said Russians take seriously and literally. “Ya nee ma goo bees tee byah zhit.”
“Please tell me he’s the levelheaded cousin who keeps him in check.” “To be honest, and I can’t believe I’m saying this, but Killian is definitely the one who keeps Nikolai in check.” “Fuck my life.” He exhales. “Astrid, Princess. I think I’m having a heart attack.”
“Absolutely, and, baby?” He kisses the top of my head and his next words nearly give me a heart attack. “Even if you hate yourself, I’ll love you for the both of us.”
“I love you, little bro,” he whispers. “I need you to know that. I need you to know you’re the first person I loved unconditionally and always will. I might annoy you, might act like a dick to get your attention, but that’s only because the thought of losing you scares the living fuck out of me.” “Love you, too, Lan.”
“How could you?” He strides toward me, his voice vibrating with fear instead of anger. “How could you try to leave me? Don’t you know I can’t live without you anymore?”

