Chapter 19 - Bardil
Nikita is clearly excited for our adventure day exploring the Miami market in the gardens.
All night last night, she was smiling and cheerful, and this morning she got up before me and made me coffee in bed.
A sweet gesture. In fact, I don't think anyone has ever made me coffee in bed.
"You're already dressed and ready to go," I tease her, sitting up in bed to take the coffee from her.
She's wearing a gorgeous floral dress. Short, flaring out around her thighs. The pink and blue flowers catch the shade of her cheeks and the blue of her eyes. Her long, dark hair is pulled up into a wild bun. Curls and strands fall out and bounce around when she wiggles happily.
"I'm really excited. What time does it start?" she smiles, sitting on the edge of the bed.
I glance at my watch. "I reckon by eight or nine it should be in full swing?"
"Should we grab breakfast there?"
"Definitely. They're going to have incredible food there," I nod, throwing the blanket off to drink my coffee while I'm getting ready, because I'm persuaded she's about to haul me out of bed any second since she looks so eager to get going.
Standing up, I stretch and let out a long, satisfying yawn.
When I look down, Nikita is standing in front of me, looking up at me with wide, impatient eyes.
I wrap my hand around her jaw and tilt her face up. She's surprised when I gently kiss her lips, wink, and step away.
"I'll be ready in thirty minutes," I say, enjoying her stunned silence.
Bright green leafy plants hang from the archway leading into the garden. The place is already busy. People are walking around carrying baskets and sling bags.
A live band plays music near the entrance, right next to a little coffee stand. Nikita pulls me toward the stand. "I want a decaf iced coffee," she declares.
"Decaf? Since when?"
She giggles. "Because I'm already excited enough. I don't need to add caffeine to the mix now, too."
"Fair enough," I grin, placing the order for two of the same.
Her happiness is infectious as we move from stall to stall, and she takes her time looking at everything.
Every little thing brings her more joy. She gets annoyed when I buy everything that lights her smile, but I tell her it's just something she's going to have to deal with because I'm going to keep doing it.
We're standing at a stall that looks like it was designed for some forest fairy festival, and she's trying to decide between a long gold dress and a short pale green dress.
"Both," I say, smirking. Honestly, they both look fucking gorgeous on her, and I'd love to spend the day admiring her in either of them.
"I don't need both," she laughs, shaking her head.
"No, but I need you to have both," I explain, nodding at the store assistant to ring it up for me.
"Bardil?" The voice comes from behind me and is tainted with surprise and disbelief.
I spin around and find myself face-to-face with Talia. I haven't seen my sister in such a long time, I'm utterly speechless.
I want to grab Nikita and push her behind me. I want to take her and run. I stare at Talia, waiting for her to look angry or resentful.
But she doesn't.
She doesn't even hesitate, and in the blink of an eye, she's thrown herself onto me to hug me.
"Oh my word, I can't believe it's you!" she declares.
She hugs me so tight I start laughing. "Are you trying to suffocate me?" I smirk.
"I missed you, dumbass!" She steps back, grinning at me.
"I missed you too," I smile, my heart filling with happiness.
There's no negativity at all in her eyes. Only happiness.
Nikita steps forward and waves tentatively. "Hi," she grins.
"Kit!" Talia is excited all over again, bowling into her with a hug just as forceful as mine.
"What are you guys doing here? Oh my goodness, that dress is gorgeous!" Talia says.
"Gold or green?" Kita asks, holding them both up.
"Don't choose," I scoff. "She's getting both."
"Did you guys eat yet? I was starting to get hungry and wanted to go find the pancake guy. Apparently, they are the best pancakes on this entire astral plane," Talia says, throwing her hands in the air to emphasize her point.
Man, I missed her.
"I'm definitely hungry," Kita nods.
"Who could say no to the best pancakes on this whole damn astral plane?" I chuckle.
The day changes when Talia joins us. It changes in good ways.
Yes, I love spending time alone with Nikita, but this is different.
I walk a few steps behind the girls as they chat nonstop, stopping to look at various things and laughing all the way.
They get on beautifully. They act like they are family.
Seeing Talia here was, at first, my worst nightmare.
But now it's become a really incredible day.
Talia keeps telling me how much she misses me and wants to arrange a dinner or something soon. She talks about her life and asks about mine, but without any sneaky questions that raise my suspicion. She's just my sister. My sister, who missed me. Nothing more and nothing less.
***
After roaming the market for over four hours and trying way too many good foods, I'm not the only one who's tired and ready to head home.
Nikita pulls Talia into a hug. "It was so amazing to see you," she says.
"You too, Kit." She turns to me. "And you, you big oaf. Don't be such a stranger. Call me sometime, it's not like my number has changed!"
I chuckle and hug her tightly. "I will. It was great to see you, sis."
She waves and disappears into the crowd of the market, and Kita slips her arm around my waist. With a handful of shopping in one hand, and the most beautiful girl in the entire astral plane tucked against my side, we head back to the car.
"That was the best day ever. There was so much to see and so many unique things, and I'm so excited we bumped into Talia!" She chats away as we drive back toward home.
"You guys are pretty close," I remark.
"Oh, yes. I adore her."
She replies without hesitation, and I know her answer is genuine.
Driving home, I'm fascinated by how the day went.
Bumping into my sister was such an amazing surprise.
Nikita was incredible with Talia. And watching her interact with my family had my thoughts going in all sorts of strange directions.
At first, it made my heart warm to see them together.
To see their smiles and be able to spend time with both of them.
But then it shifted, and I started realizing that it was more than just affection. It was more than contentment.
My connection with Nikita is much deeper than that. That's why it meant so much to me to see her getting on with my family.
I glance at her across the car, and without considering it, I place my hand on her leg. Her smile widens, and places her hand over mine.
I don't fully understand what's happening, but it feels dangerously good.
***
At home, Nikita hops into the shower in my bathroom. I listen to her soft singing echoing from the bathroom while I lay out some comfortable clothes in preparation for my own shower.
Something inside me is pulling. It's a cord tugging me toward her.
I find myself standing at the bathroom door with my hand resting of the door handle.
I shouldn't, but I don't even try to stop myself when I push the door quietly open, and my eyes immediately drift to the misted shower glass.
Water splashes against it. From inside, there is a green glow from the natural rock wall filled with lush green plants.
Her back is turned toward me, and the moment I set my eyes on her, my cock grows hard.
She's still singing when I walk into the bathroom and open the shower door.
Nikita gets a fright, turning quickly toward me. Vanilla scented soap is lathered all over her hair, and some gets into her eye. She yelps and turns her face up to the water, rinsing her eyes.
"Sorry, I… " I try to explain what I'm doing, but I can't. My eyes roam her body. Her beautiful, perfect form. Every curve, every inch of her, makes my heart beat even faster.
With the soap rinsed from her eye, she looks at me again, a mischievous grin on her face.
"What are you doing?" she asks, coyly. The only thing I see in her eyes is a dare. To take her.
"I thought… " I begin.
She reaches out and grabs the front of my shirt, pulling me into the shower fully clothed.
The grin that breaks out over my cheeks is wide and happy.
This girl…
She's too perfect.
She has power over me.
I pull her right under the water and run my fingers through her hair, helping her rinse it clean. She closes her eyes, and I study her face. Those lips. Those long, dark lashes.
When I'm done, I tilt her chin up with my finger beneath it.
"You're beautiful, little rabbit," I whisper.
Nikita stands on her tiptoes as my hands trace down her back. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me lower so she can kiss me.
The moment our lips touch, my body burns with an ache so deep it terrifies me. It's not just desire… It's something else.
A dark growl rumbles from my chest and escapes against her lips, and I push my tongue into her mouth.
While she kisses me, she tugs at the buttons of my shirt, pulling at them until they pop loose.
Water streams over us and makes my clothes cling to my skin.
With the buttons undone, she pulls the shirt open and runs her hands over my chest. The sounds that spill from her lips are too divine to put into words.
My cock is pushing hard against the front of my pants, begging to be freed, to be thrust into her.
Nikita brushes her fingertips over the bulge, and my body shivers with need.
I can't take it anymore. Lifting her in my arms, I push her back against the shower wall.
Her legs are spread around me, wrapped around my hips.
I hold one hand beneath her ass and the other around her jaw, tilting her chin back so I can kiss her deeper than before as I push my cock against her pussy.
She squeezes her thighs around me, then spreads her legs wider, lifting one of her feet and resting it on the rock wall to the side of us.
Her flexibility causes a more intense lust to pulse through me.
Holding her with one hand, I tug my pants open with the other and push them far enough down to free my cock.
Nikita grabs my face and pulls my lips back onto hers as I rub my cock between her legs. She gasps, pushing her open mouth against mine.
I position my cock against her pussy and push inside her, just a few inches. Her breathing catches the same way mine does.
I wait, pausing to take in the moment. I give myself a chance to feel everything.
Nikita whimpers. A delightful sound of impatience and desperation.
I thrust in deeper, and the pleasure increases tenfold.
I want to pause again, but I can't. It feels way too good.
She arches her back and pushes her chest forward while I slowly move my hips back and forth, letting my cock slide in and out of her tight little hole. She is my playground. She is the closest I've ever come to heaven.
"I could fuck your perfect little body all night," I whisper against her ear. Her nails dig into my skin, and the pain has me thrusting harder into her.
She pushes me. She pulls me. She controls me even though she doesn't realize it.
My fingers graze her skin, exploring her, touching every curve and every dip.
I cup my hand beneath her full breast and lift it toward my mouth.
Her nipple is a hard peak that I run my tongue over while I knead my fingers roughly into the soft tissue of her breast. Hot shower water rains over us.
Her hair clings to her skin, her lashes are decorated with silver droplets of water like diamonds when she looks up at me.
Her legs are beautifully wide, her pussy spread open for me. I cup my hand over her clit and thrust my cock deeper into her while I rub against her sensitive skin with the pad of my thumb.
She cries out and tilts her head backward, and I let my teeth graze over her throat.
"Beautiful, little rabbit," I growl. "Your pussy is the most beautiful thing I've ever felt. My cock belongs inside you."
My words encourage her. They increase her pleasure. And to have that power over her increases my own.
Nikita's leg begins to shake, still stretched to the side, her foot against the shower wall.
I wrap my hand around her thigh to hold her steady and then begin to fuck her even harder than before.
One hand beneath her ass, one around her leg.
She grips tightly around my neck, and her breathing becomes erratic.
Her pussy begins to undulate over my cock.
With each tightening of her internal walls, I lose my mind a little more.
Instead of moving faster, I move slower.
I want to draw this moment out. I want to feel everything she feels.
And that's when the truth slams into me.
The connection. The awareness. The presence I have in reading every single breath she takes.
I am not just fucking her. I'm not just sharing carnal pleasures in a chased moment.
I am making love to her.
My cock suddenly goes harder than ever before, and Nikita cries out as it pushes against her pussy. Rigid inside her, it stretches her wider open. I growl in pleasure and shock.
Her pussy locks over me, and her body shakes in my hands.
The orgasm that hits me pushes her over the edge, too.
The ecstasy is shared as we stare into each other's eyes. Her pupils dilate, and I bite down hard, clenching my jaw as my hot come gushes into her.
I want every drop inside her. My territory. My little pussy.
Mine.
She's all mine.
It's late and Nikita is naked, lying across my chest, asleep in my arms.
The blankets are knotted around my legs, but I don't dare move. I want her right where she is. I've been staring at her for over an hour, and I can't stop these looping thoughts.
What if she is my future?
Every day could be beautiful. My life could be filled with joy and love. Love?
Is that what this is? I've never felt love like this before. It's deeply intense. Overwhelming.
I never want it to end.
But…
How can I have a future with her… considering all the obstacles we would have to face? Is it possible? My heart constricts and my throat tightens.
In reality, it might never happen.
What am I going to do when the time comes to accept that this is all a childishly impossible dream?