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Dark Pool

Maybe swimming during a power outage wasn't such a good idea. A short, side story that is part of a much bigger piece. What do you do when you have an idea that doesn't fit into the story as a whole? Lol.

Warning! The following story is intended for 18+ audiences! These are adult characters in their mid 20s. DNI if you are under 18.

This wasn’t what Nari meant when she said that she wanted a beach day. She watched as Kazimir dove into the massive pool while the three other brothers set up the beach chairs. He quickly swam into the deeper end, his strong arms making him glide through the water like a dolphin. Nari watched the water slide down his long legs and thick arms as he moved, until he was too far into the darker end of the pool to see.

She helped Ragnar and Ismael set up the picnic basket and cooler on a table. The last time she’d been in the base’s pool, she hadn’t paid attention to its massive size. She’d been there to give Kazimir a piece of her mind, the sheer size of the pool had gone unnoticed as she threw all her venomous anger in Kazimir's very surprised face.

Something raced past her.

“CANNON BALL!”

Gjorji crashed into the pool, and Nari took a step back as water splashed toward her feet. When Gjoji resurfaced, he waved.

“Come on in, Cherry! It’s not that cold.”

With an eye roll, but still wearing a smile, Charmaine sat down on the edge of the pool and slowly slipped in. Gjorji wrapped his arms around his partner, and Nari turned away. Once the tables, snacks, and drinks were set up, she sat down on a beach chair next to Veera. The pool area was massive and well lit, as bright as an Olympic stadium. Veera lounged on the chair in her yellow bikini, crossing her legs and reading a book.

Nikolče walked past Veera, his eyes trailing over her body before he pulled off his shirt and drove in. He threw himself at Gjorji and the two began wrestling in the water. Nari did a double take. She didn’t think Nikolče would be the playful type. Suddenly, Nikolče sank backward into the water, his feet kicking as he went down. Gjorji roared with laughter. A second later, Kazimir surfaced, grinning.

“They’re such children,” Veera said, watching as Gjorji cheered while Kazimir and Nikolče tried to dunk each other underwater.

Nikolče wrapped his arms around Kazimir’s neck. He threw his body backward, dragging Kazimir under with him. Nari got to her feet.

“Relax,” Veera said. “Ragnar would have stopped them if they were actually going to kill each other. Besides,” she winked at Nari. “It’s kind of hot.”

“Veera!

“What? You think I didn’t see the way you were watching Kazimir swim? I wonder what other wet things he easily glides through.”

Nari glared. “We’re in the open.”

Veera put her tongue between her teeth, lips lifting into a smile. “Sorry, Sweetie. Come on. Let’s get our swim on.”

The water was cool. She kept to the shallow end, swimming and having quiet conversation with Ismael and Ragnar. The two partners floated a swimming tube around the pool, with a cooler full of drinks inside inner circle. Veera and Charmaine were talking when suddenly Veera shrieked.

She popped up out of the water, Nikolče’s head between her legs. Veera’s arms windmilled.

“Warn a girl next time. Jesus!”

Nikolče only grunted.

“Now there’s an idea!” Gjorji slipped off his tube.

“Oh no!” Charmaine kicked her legs and arms harshly. “No, no, no! Don’t you dare!”

Nari moved out of Gjorji’s way. He swam past her like a crocodile, half of his face underwater. Charmaine was screaming like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Gjorji finally caught her. She sat on his shoulders and kicked her legs.

“Son of a bitch! Put me down! And if you throw me in the water, you’ll pay for it, Gjorji!”

Gjorji grinned. “Oh, Cherry, don’t tempt me.”

On Nikolče’s shoulders, Veera put her hands on her hips. “What’s the matter, ‘Cherry?’ Afraid of a little game of chicken? I would totally kick your ass.”

“Chicken?” Nikolče repeated.

“Oh, goddamn it.” Veera groaned. “I swear, you not knowing anything about regular people makes this way less fun. All my jokes are wasted on you.”

“Chicken is the name of a game where we try to throw each other off your shoulders,” Charmaine explained. “And we are so not doing that! Gjorji. Down. Now."

“I reject your commands. I want to see which partner is stronger. Niko, get over here.”

“No!”

“Scared of losing, Charmaine? Are those muscles just for show, girl? Hey! What the hell, Nikolče!”

Nikolče had slapped Veera’s thighs. Nari giggled. She never would have guessed that Nikolče would rough house. Maybe he was more like his twin than he wanted to admit. The only thing weirder would be if Kazimir came and grabbed her for a game of chicken.

Nari looked around, hoping she wouldn’t see his shadow under the water. Nothing. For a moment, she wondered if the twisting in her stomach was from disappointment. Everyone else was interacting with their partner. Kazimir had been swimming in the deeper end of the pool and hadn’t come back.

“All I wanted was to feel these legs around my neck, but I am intrigued by this game. Though the name is ridiculous. I don’t see how this has anything to do with poultry.” Nikolče said as he moved closer to his younger brother.

“Shut up and hold me up, you nerd!” Veera made a “come here” motion with her finger. “Come on, Gjoji!”

Charmaine protested. “Hey, I never agreed to this!”

Ismael cheered. “Do it! Do it! Do it!”

The pool erupted with noise as Ragnar, Veera, and Gjorji hollered. With a sigh, Charmaine raised her arms. “All right, all right!”

Nari cheered, watching as the two brothers pitted their partners against each other. Despite the fact that Charmaine was stronger than Veera, the two women were evenly matched for a while, pushing and screeching as they tried to knock each other off their parter’s shoulders. Sadly, for all of Veera’s boasting, she splashed into the water first. Gjorji whooped and reached up to give Charmaine a high five.

Thing settled down a little after that. Nikolče and Gjorji swam laps around the pool. Nari and Ismael chatted for a while, and Charmaine, Veera, and Ragnar enjoyed drinks and conversation on the beach chairs. Nari kept looking toward the deep end of the pool, waiting for Kazimir to come back.

“He’s been out there for a while,” she asked Nikolče. “You don’t think he got a cramp or something. How deep is this pool?”

“Five meters. Sixteen feet,” Nikolče amended when he saw the confusion on Nari’s face. “Worry not. Kaz is a good swimmer. He likes deep water.”

“Okay.”

Nari sighed. She tried not to fret that Kazimir was ignoring her again. The next hour alternated between swimming, eating, drinking, and playing beach ball. Nari had to reject several beverages offered by Ismael, who had gotten so wasted that Ragnar had to lift him out of the pool and carry him to the beach chairs.

Eventually Nari laid on her back in the water, and closed her eyes. The coolness of the pool fluttered around her. She floated, soothed by the lack of gravity, and letting her mind float away just like her body. Nari concentrated on her own heartbeat and steady breathing. The sounds mixed with the lapping water, a soothing melody that erased all of her anxieties and worries for a moment.

She threw her arms over her head, lazily pushing herself wherever the water willed with wide butterfly strokes. So relaxed, Nari nearly drifted off, and opened her eyes to check her surroundings. She had drifted all the way to the deeper end of the pool.

Before she could move back to the shallow end, the pool lights shut off.

Nari yelped, kicking her legs. She rubbed her eyes. The world was total darkness, a sea of black so powerful, she couldn’t see an inch in front of her nose.

“Guys?”

No response.

“Veera?”

Nari’s mind raced. What happened to the lights? Where did everyone go? Had they left her alone in the pool? How was she going to find her way back to land safely? Her mind conjured images of massive serpents in the water, circling her legs.

“Nari,” A voice spoke into her ear.

Nari jolted, heat burning her cheeks and shoulders. She bit down on a scream.

“Don’t panic,” Kazimir said. “You’ll only tire yourself out.”

His arms looped under hers, pulling her back to his chest.

“Why did the lights go off?”

“The base takes a lot of power to operate. Outages happen from time to time.”

Nari felt the water shift underneath her as Kazimir kicked his legs.

Suddenly, fizzy static echoed in the air above Nari’s head.

“Attention all personnel,” a stern voice spoke in the void. “Maintain your positions and follow blackout protocol. Unexpected seismic activity has caused the base to lose power. Back up generators will come online momentarily. Repeat. Maintain positions until back up power is online.”

The announcement ended with a click. Nari bit her lip.

“Breathe,” Kazimir instructed. “Deeply, slowly. We’re almost there.”

“How do you know where you’re going?”

“Training.”

Nari groaned. Of course. The usual answer. She bumped into something. Kazimir took her hand in his and laid her palm flat on the edge of the pool. The knot of tension on Nari's shoulders eased when she could feel concrete under her fingertips.

“Don’t let go of the edge.”

There was some splashing. Then, hands reached down, wrapped around her waist, and pulled her straight up and out of the water. Nari’s feet floated over nothing, and she jumped when her heels touched the cold surface of the poolside. She shivered, wishing for a towel, but feeling heat climb up her cheeks when Kazimir turned her and made her sit down at the edge of the pool, her feet in the water. He then sat behind her, droplets from his hair pattering on her shoulders as he pressed his chest to her back, arms wrapping around her belly.

Nari pressed her legs together, keeping her hands between her knees. Kazimir’s thighs pressed against her hips. He rubbed her belly as though she were some kind of lost puppy he’d picked up. Hot and cold attacked Nari's body. Her back, cheeks, and lower belly burned, while the rest of her shivered from being out of the water. She wished it wasn't so dark. She wished she could see Kazimir. She wished he would stop moving his hand. She wished he wouldn't.

“We’re just going to sit here?”

“Power’s out. I don’t want you falling back into the pool, and I need you somewhere I can feel you.”

Nari concentrated on breathing, on keeping her heart calm, but her attempts to steady herself only left her gasping. A pair of hands touched her shoulders, slowly moving down her arms, and grasping her hands. Kazimir put their hands in her lap, intertwining his fingers with hers.

“It’s all right, Shortcake.”

“What if the others got hurt? I didn’t hear anyone answer.”

“Worry about yourself. I can feel you shaking.”

“I can't even see my hands in front of my face!” Nari closed her eyes and opened them, hoping that there was some light in the blackness. Nothing. The world was nothing. She gasped for breathe.

Kazimir pressed his cheek against hers. “I’m here. You’re not alone.”

“How are you this relaxed?” Nari squeezed his hands. “It’s like I’ve gone blind.”

“I’ve been trained to fight without my eyes, should there be an ambush or low visibility. Plague raptors don’t wait for you to reorient yourself before they kill you.”

Nari growled, elbowing him. “You know, you’re surprisingly oblivious.”

Kazimir kicked his leg in the water. “How so?”

“We’re in the dark and you’re talking about plague raptors. Really?”

“I didn’t think you were afraid of the dark.”

“I’m not! But I’ve lived in a city all my life. There’s lights at night. Even if it’s a little scary walking home, at least I can see where I’m going.”

Kazimir hummed, thinking, and the vibration from his chest rippled over Nari’s spine. For a moment, her body sparked and there was warmth burning like an inferno in lower belly, slightly easing her adrenaline and panic.

“There’s nothing out here that can hurt you,” Kazimir said.

“I know.”

But still, her heart hammered in her chest. She counted the seconds, begging the world to light up once more, and the longer it didn’t, the more her breathe shortened. Kazimir squeezed her to him.

“I’m sorry.”

“F-for what?”

“I haven’t been a good partner today, have I? Swimming the entire time and not paying any attention to you.”

If Nari hadn’t been on the verge of hysterics, she would have been surprised that he had noticed.

He let go of her hands, and Nari flailed, trying to find him again in the dark. A large, calloused palm cupped her neck, a thumb pressed softly to her quivering lips.

“Close your eyes, Shortcake,” Kazimir soothed. “And listen to my voice.”

Nari squeezed her eyes closed.

“Keep them closed.”

His breath puffed into her neck. His other hand slide along her waste, sliding over her thigh.

“There’s nothing out here, but you and me. Understand? Right now, we’re all that matters.”

His hand left her neck. Heart swirled in Nari’s lower belly, burning to life as Kazimir’s long fingers gripped her knees and pulled them apart. Nari gasped, trying to snap her legs back together. He gripped her thighs, keeping her still.

Nari turned her head, knowing full well he could not see her frown. “Kazimir, we’re out in the open.”

“No one can see us.”

“But they can hear us.”

“Then keep your voice down.”

Her breathe quickened even more when Kazimir’s fingertips trailed up her thigh, settling between her legs, his finger hooking around the thin fabric of her bathing suit, pulling the wet cloth aside.

“I’m covered in pool water.”

“Narineh,” Kazimir rumbled. “Eyes closed.”

The sound of her full name, reverent and scolding, sent a painful shot of heat straight into her lower belly.

“Nothing else exists,” he told her. “No one else exists. Just you and me.”

Nari wanted to scream at him, ask him what he would do if the lights came back on, but when she opened her mouth, a surprised moan escaped her lips instead. A featherlight touch passed over her folds, thick fingers spreading her wide, hot, rough flesh against her sensitive heat. Nari grit her teeth, reaching behind her, fingers digging into Kazimir’s bicep. He let her lean back against him, whispering in her ear.

“Can feel how much you need me.” He fingers slid up and down her flesh.

Heat and desire argued with her common sense, the latter slowly disappearing as Kazimir kept up his slow, languid strokes against her. Up and down, his finger occasionally pressing inward on her most sensitive of spots, making electricity shoot through her stomach and legs.

“W-what if someone comes in? From the base?”

Kazimir chucked. He leaned down, softly biting down on the junction where her neck met her shoulder. “I don’t mind if they hear you sing for me, Shortcake.”

Nari’s whole body twitched at his words. “You can’t be serious!”

“Oh but I am. Let them hear your pleasure. Let them know I’m the one making you ache and writhe and burn, and let them seethe that they can never get even an inch close to what I can give you.”

Nari whimpered, a knot of hot want forming deep inside her belly, one that begged for him to give her what he promised. Kazimir rumbled approvingly, pressing his fingers finding the bead of nerves at the top of Nari’s core, and making circles that made Nari throw her head back and whine toward the ceiling. The knot inside her pulsed, matching the rhythm of Kazimir’s motions. His finger pressed down on her clit, making tight circles, while his other hand reached down, and moving, up and down between her folds.

She felt his lips on her shoulder, her neck, her jaw, the ear. The tip of his tongue traced the outer ridge of her ear, soft lips kissing the space right under her ear lobe. Nari cried out, thrusting up her hips, bearing down on his hands. Then, eyes suddenly wide, she covered her mouth, fear bleeding into her body that she had made such a desperate sound. But the singular moment of clarity was washed away a moment later.

Nari arched backward, her breasts raising, her feet kicking in the pool. The knot in her belly was coiling, tightening like a spring, thumping like a drum deep within her, the rhythm growing faster as Kazimir moved his fingers in and out of her, harder, feeling her walls, curling his fingers into a spot that made Nari bite into the skin of her palm to keep herself from screaming. He rolled her clit between fingers, moving it in tight circles, his pace quickening, fingers plunging into her so hard and fast, she was no longer sure if the lapping she heard was from the pool or if all the slick that had come from inside her.

Nari’s head was swimming, the coil in her belly getting smaller and smaller, as Kazimir pumped her ever faster. Nari’s heels slammed into the pool’s walls, her legs tensing just as tightly as the coil in her belly. It was too tight! It wouldn’t release! The heat was almost too much to bear!

“You’re so close, I can feel it,” Kazimir rasped in her ear. “Don’t be afraid. Fly for me, Nari.”

Stars exploded behind Nari’s eyelids. The coil inside her snapped, pleasure releasing outward from her cunt, tingling along her abdomen, her legs, her toes. She arched her back, hands falling from her face, a gasping, frantic cry bursting from her lips. Body singing from climax, heat burning her muscles and capturing her heart, her mind, her everything, she collapsed backward, barely noticing that Kazimir eased his touch but didn’t release her.

He spread his fingers over her core. A sweet, musky scent overpowered the smell of the pool. He held Nari against his chest, letting her release flood her body, waiting as she stared into nothing, lost to the world.

Something soft rubbed her belly, back and forth, warming her cold skin through her bathing suit. Nari caught her breathe, whining when the touch faded from her belly and between her legs. She felt movement, legs that weren’t hers kicking. She slid backward, her ass lifting off the concrete. She was lifted, sitting in someone’s lap. Fabric moved against her backside. Then, something thick, pulsing, and hard was pressed against her pussy.

She was pulled backward and forward, gently. Something cupped her for a moment before letting go and lifting her. Her feet left the water.

Water?

Confused, she opened her eyes, and was met with darkness. Fear plummeted into her stomach like ice and she threw out her hands, reaching for something, anything. The trance of her climax faded, and she nearly sobbed. Hands clasped hers.

“I’m here.”

Nari sagged against him, letting her muscles relax.

“W-why haven’t they fixed the lights yet?”

“It’s a big base. The back up generators would only light up the essentials until they can get the power back on. I’m sure they’re working on it.”

Kazimir guided her hands downward.

“But don’t think about that right now.”

He opened her hands, and wrapped them around his thick length. Nari tensed.

“Feel me. You can’t see me, but I’m here.”

He guided her hands down over his length and then back up. Nari felt every pulse and raised vein of his cock in her hands as she slowly began to move her hands with him. Nari was surprised at how slick he was, until she recognized the scent between them. It was her. He’d used her release to coat his cock. Nari’s face flamed, and she felt her body light up from within as a new wave of desperate, unbearable need came alive within her.

“That’s it.” Kazimir’s voice tinged with a deep, dark, rumble. “Keep going. Just like that.”

He let go of her hands.

Nari paused for only a moment, suddenly unsure of herself, her hands slackening. Kazimir rested his jaw on her shoulder. He nuzzled the side of her head, humming a low warning his throat. Nari regained her grip on him, and began moving both hands in long, strong strokes, her breathe quickening with his as he groaned into her shoulder.

For once, Nari was glad she could not see, as she envisioned what the two of them might look like. Sitting in his lap, with his cock between her thighs, with her bent over and running both hands along his length, it was almost as though she were jerking herself off. The thought made another coil of heat pop in her lower stomach, this one so hot, it was almost painful.

“Such a good partner,” Kazimir rasped. "I should reward you.”

Nari barely had time to react to his words. She squealed when his fingers found her clit, and sunk into her once more. They leaned forward, Nari stroking him while he worked her open. He didn’t match her pace, didn’t ease her into anything, pumping his hand with a speed and strength she couldn’t hope to match. He stretched her, swirled his fingers around her clit without slowing or stopping.

Though Nari couldn’t keep up, Kazimir growled against her shoulder, his thighs tensing under her. Nari whimpered with him, gritting her teeth in a pathetic attempt to keep concentrating on her task, but it was impossible.

It was already too much! Nari’s body was still humming, residual sparks from her last orgasm now building with the new one. It wasn’t long before she was wailing as another coil tightened in her core.

“Kazimir! Stop! I can’t do this if y-you-AH!”

Kazimir pulled his fingers out of her, but it there was no relief as he kept rolling her clit between his fingers. His big hand covered both of hers, and together they moved, stroking each other. Nari was trapped, unable to get off his lap, unable to do anything but feel his chest against her back, as another orgasm seized her violently, suddenly, and her hands tightened with the intensity of it. With a vicious growl, Kazimir came, stretching out his legs under her. He fell backward, pulling Nari with him.

She lurched backward, landing on Kazimir’s chest as he heaved under her. Her hands flopped to the side, heavy with exhaustion. Kazimir hissed under her, thrusting his hips upward for moment before coming back down. Nari was still trembling when Kazimir’s breathe evened out. Her clit was still throbbing when he rested his hands on her belly, spreading his fingers possessively across the material of her one piece. She was still blissfully unaware of anything except exhausting yet sweet release when Kazimir sat them back up.

She only grasped a sliver of awareness when Kazimir squeezed her to him, turning her face so that he pressed his lips against hers so gently that she melted into him.

“Are you hurt,” he asked against her lips.

Nari shook her head. The movement had her lips brushed against his. He let out a chuckle.

“Are you sore?”

Nari lifted her legs, and found that her muscles could still function, though her pussy and clit stung, but not in an unpleasant way. “A little.”

“Enough to say the word?”

Ah, there it was. Despite his usual calm, Nari knew that Kazimir was a caged wild animal. He could be docile and playful, but his hunger and his need to hunt could not be contained. He would still be hungry even long after their time at the pool.

Nari swallowed, thinking about her answer. He’d stop if she said the word, but he’d keep his distance. He always did, even if it wasn’t a recovery day. Though the two of them had gotten more comfortable around each other in the last few months, Kazimir still kept her at a distance. Nari knew that if she wanted to stay at the base for as long as possible, she would have to keep him satisfied.

She was a little tired, and still anxious about being in the dark, and yet she felt incomplete. The bathing suit felt tight, and she tugged at the straps, for once wishing she had opted for the pink bikini Veera had brought for her. Tugging the material down to her waist, she breathed in a sigh of relief once the wet material was no longer sticking to her skin.

“I’m all right.”

Kazimir’s hands grasped her shoulders, sliding down her arms, crisscrossing over her stomach then up, cupping both her breasts in his hands.

“Soft,” he rumbled, sitting them both back up.

Then, Nari felt his hands hook under her knees. He raised her legs, and she felt him shift his position. Then she felt his hips under her ass. Kazimir lifted her knees, almost pressing them to her breasts. He pressed her back to his chest, holding her up against him, with her legs up and spread wide. Nari pressed her hands to her face. A useless thing. He couldn’t see her embarrassment, but he clearly felt it.

“Mmm? Feeling exposed? Good thing the lights are off.”

Nari made a cry of outrage, one that quickly turned into a loud, lewd whine when Kazimir lifted her up, and then brought her back down on his cock. She sank down on him. He was always a tight fit, no matter how much he prepared her, and with one quick downward push, he was fully inside her, stuffing her full and wide in seconds. Nari shrieked. Then she let out another desperate cry, and then another, and another.

She pressed her back into Kazimir, hands covering his, as he gripped the underside of her thighs tightly. He moved her on his cock, the combination of his upward momentum and the downward pull of gravity making a pace that was unrelenting and powerful, the angle making him hit her deep. Each time she sank down, the breathe was knocked out of her. Her inner muscles stretched and tightened so fast, she could barely process the sensation before it happened again, and again.

The heat in her body morphed into a current. Flashes of electric energy surging through her, each one repacking the other that came before it, building on each other, making her shake with tears from the intensity of it. Her ears tingled from the sound of him behind her, rasping, his pants morphing into a breathy laugh.

“So good.”

“More,” Nari begged, throwing her head back. “Please!”

“That’s it. Move with me. Fly with me. Just a little longer.”

Nari helplessly bounced in his lap. She looped her arms around his biceps, holding on as his pace went from brutal to bruising. Nari was too weak to do anything but allow Kazimir to make her ride him. Explosions of electric burst inside her whenever her pushed up into her. Tiem meant nothing, Nari wasn’t sure if there was even life outside this moment. The push and pull of Kazimir inside her was all that mattered. Nothing else existed.

She began to ache. The electric energy had evolved from flashes, to explosions, to massive storms that swirled angrily. Pressure was building. Building. Bursting! Kazimir’s fingers had found her clit again. Pressure slammed into Nari’s core, bigger than anything she could hope to contain.

“I can’t!”

“ Then don’t fight it.”

His fingers pumped her clit, his work pushing up against her cervix in sync with his his hand. He plowed deep into her, grunts morphing into roars of pride.

“Fly for me, Nari,” he growled. “Sing for me. Let the world hear you soar.”

His thrusts became erratic, almost violent, and Nari gave in, gave him what he demanded. She screamed. The storm inside her crackled and popped, overflowing, busting outward from where Kazimir was pounding ferociously into her. Tingles exploded along her fingertips, her heart, her toes. She cried into the void until her voice was hoarse, her inner muscles squeezing around Kazimir, the energy having nowhere to go but into him.

The lights came back on, but Nari did notice. She could only feel Kazimir pounding into her, could only hear his deep, angry groan when he finally came undone inside her, filling her as he held her down, not that she had the will or the strength to escape. She lay back against him, convulsing, body still screaming even though she could no longer produce sounds, only deep, desperate gasps for air. All she felt was weariness, and the buzz of the remaining energy, tingling and tightening the muscles in her womb. The contractions hurt a little, but the discomfort was mostly unnoticed as the waves of bliss overrun her senses.

She was lost to it for a while, lying on her back, feeling the air move in and out of her lungs, and Kazimir rock his hips underneath her. He served as her mattress, keeping himself burned in her. Their combined juices dripped out of her body, polling between their legs.

Exhaustion weighed Nari down, even as her mind slowly came back to life. Kazimir always reduced her to this: weak and helpless. Even after months of knowing how bottomless his needs were, she still could not match his stamina. She knew that he was far from done for the day.

Kazimir lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles. He ran his thumb over her palm, making circles over the muscles above her wrist and under each of her fingers. She turned her head, staring out into the pool.

The pool.

Nari nearly jumped off Kazimir. Or at least, she would have if her muscles didn’t spasm in protest from the attempt. All she managed to do was lurch upward for a moment before Kazimir threw an arm around her waist.

“Going somewhere?”

“The lights are back on,” Nari whispered harshly.

“So they are. Good thing we’re alone.”

Nari glanced around. There was no one else in the pool.

Nari closed her eyes, humming in embarrassment. She was not looking forward to walking all the way back to Kazimir’s room with cum slathering in her bathing suit.

“Were we alone this whole time?”

“If you mean, did any of my brothers and the other partners witness what we were up to?”

“Of course I mean that!” Nari covered her eyes.

“Everyone left shortly after the lights switched off.”

“How could you know?”

“I can’t make you believe me, but I know my brothers. I’m not worried.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me that from the start!”

Nari tried to untangle herself from him once more, but Kazimir simply turned them both to the side, bending his knees under her, and using his legs to fence her in.

“I was more interested in distracting you.”

Nari crossed her arms and then started when Kazimir plucked the strap of her one piece, pulling it back up over her shoulders.

“I’m still mad at you. Everyone will know when we get back!”

Kazimir laughed. “It was bound to be our turn eventually.”

“What?”

“Gjorji once ran into Rangar and Ismael on the couch late at night, and Nikolče and I have overheard Gjorji and Charmaine several times. I’m just surprised I beat Nikolče to it. With the way he glares at Veera from across the dinner table.”

“This doesn’t make me feel better. How am I going to to show my face in the living room now?”

“The same way the other partners do. With pride.”

“Now I’m really mad.”

“Nothing that warm bath and a good meal won’t fix.” Kazimir kissed her cheek.

He pushed into her a little, before slowly easing out of her. Nari whimpered, a mix of relief and sadness upon his retreat. She reached down between her sore legs and readjusted her bathing suit, frowning when Kazimir’s seed pressed back into her. She turned her head to glare at him for it. His smile didn’t have a hint of shame.

Carefully, he turned Nari over, and helped her sit up. Nari turned her head away when he pulled his swim trunks back up over his hips. He must have seen the blush on her cheek, because he reached over, and he ran his thumb across her cheek.

“Is that for me?”

Nari jerked away form his tough. “Everything I’m here for is for you,” she snapped.

Kazimir’s eyes darkened, even though his smile remained sweet. Nari frowned at his expression, at the greedy, knowing nature of his stare. She replayed her words in her mind, and then had a squeeze her eyes shut as a fresh wave of embarrassment heated her face.

“I-I only meant-”

“Come on, Shortcake.” Kazimir scooped her up into his arms, and stood. “Let’s go wrap you in a towel and head back so we can get you clean and warm before dinner.”

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#original characters #my artwork #*wink*#oc x oc #I don't know what to write in the damn TAGS!#Prey Bride #short story #romance #swimming

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