Page 58 of Nidev and Lyric

LESSON FOUR

Lyric woke to thick, warm stillness wrapped around her body, limbs heavy and sinking into the mattress.

The memory of the night before trickled in and bolted her up in bed. She felt around, finding Nidev absent then ripped the blindfold. It was dark. She gasped as she felt the spot on her chest as his sweet request came to her. “Wait till morning to look, Doo-nie… when my love notes don’t look so angry.”

It had tugged her heart. Reminded her of maybe a younger version of him, asking her to hide her eyes till he was done with her surprise. The whole night was riddled with Nidev surprises. He was like a pendulum swinging between self-control and a hunger he couldn’t contain.

When he returned her to finish his romantic torture art, he’d bound her and rendered her sightless again. She touched the tattoo on the back of her neck—the very painful one—then the one over her navel. She gasped and shot her hand between her legs, giggling. She felt like a kid discovering presents on Christmas morning.

Her pulse hammered at how painful and arousing that one had been. He’d done everything shy of giving her another orgasm, fingering and kissing her between pin stabs.

She scurried out of the bed and raced to the bathroom, turning on the light. At the mirror, a happy laugh escaped her as she stared at the two perfect little crowns with the N at the base. She turned her head, trying to see the one on her neck.

She’d need a second mirror for that one.

She popped her foot on the vanity, looking at the one on her inner thigh, her grin huge as joy sang through her.“Your soul is mine to keep, Doo-nie. To cover. To protect. To shield.”

Tears filled her eyes as she remembered all his words for every tattoo. “Your mind belongs to me. It opens for me. It twists for me. It becomes for me. Your heart is mine. It breaks for me. It bleeds for me. It craves only me.”

She wiped her tears, a full-on sob gripping her chest. “Your body is mine. To break. To shape. To ruin for any other.”

Oh God, he’d surely succeeded in that one.

The obsession should’ve scared her. But instead, the rush of heat spilling through her veins left her dizzy. He’d marked her as his. Claimed her.

The absence of him hit her like a weight in her chest and she hurried out to find her phone. Her bare feet padded over the hardwood leading into the kitchen where she froze in the doorway. Then smiled. A covered dish sat on the table, neatly arranged with a glass of juice and a folded note propped against it.

She hurried to it and picked up the note, her fingers almost unsteady.

My Obsession…

You may shower.

Then eat every bite.

Your King

More gasps. More tears. Huge smile.

She stroked her fingers over the pet name. His Obsession. Then she fingered his signature. Her King. Her sexy, bossy, King.

She lifted the cover over the food and her stomach growled at seeing eggs, toast and bacon. Even slices of oranges.He’d made her breakfast. And it melted her heart right out of her chest.

She spotted her backpack slumped against the wall next to the door and hurried to it. She snatched her phone from the side pocket, her pulse quickening as she unlocked the screen.

The text was already waiting. Sent two hours ago.

Nidev:Today, listen to everything you can’t hear. The sounds that aren’t there. The silence between words. The truths that hide beneath the quiet. Pay attention.

She stared at the words, her stomach twisting in excitement. Another test she wouldn’t get the answer right to. But she was beginning to think he wasn’t letting her get them right on purpose. That he liked playing her Dominus. And she was already starving for whatever lesson he had waiting for her.

With one last glance at the text, she set the phone on the table and went to the bathroom to shower. As the water pounded against her skin, her fingers kept finding every tattoo, touching and feeling him.Every time you touch them. You’re touching me.

He was everywhere already. And she never wanted that feeling to go away.

Lyric ate all her breakfast, her mind spinning on his words he’d texted as she finished the last bite of toast. Listen to everything you can’t hear.She shook her head with a grin. Classic Nidev style.

She wiped her fingers on a napkin, her gaze drifting back to her phone. She opened it to check for other texts and received one from him while looking.

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