Control (Dark Romance)

Chapter 11

Hagen's P.O.V

I didn't sleep. I tried— Goddess knew I tried, but it'd been hours since I'd crawled under my covers, and I still couldn't claim a single ounce of sleep. It was impossible when I could still feel him.

I could feel Nikola everywhere.
Under my skin, lodged in my lungs, buried beneath my veins— fucking everywhere. Every breath I took made the smokey traces of leather and rum lodge themselves deeper inside of me until I couldn't breathe without feeling like I was sharing it with him.

Scent marking wasn't supposed to be like this.

I'd seen plenty of mates scent one another, and yeah, it did look like it felt good, and everyone left the campsite happier than a fucking squirrel, but what happened last night was in a league of its own. It had been... I didn't even know what that had been. All night I'd been trying to find a word to describe it other than good because that felt too small. 'Good' couldn't encompass what Nikola had done to me.

No word could describe how I felt like Nikola had stepped into my body, and hours later, he was still here.

Swiping my finger over my wrist, I let a shallow breath out, but it doesn't help calm my raging heart. It had been going crazy, which made sense since last night had been intense— more than that, it was intimate.

I'd been scared that Nikola would ask me for a kiss, but now I couldn't help but think that a kiss would've been better. It couldn't— kisses were special, but I found myself there again every time I closed my eyes. Stood on the back porch with Nikola's grey eyes locked on me...glowing with want, those calloused hands wrapping around my neck... squeezing.

"Ughh!" I groan as I shoot up from my bed and physically try to wave the memory away.

I had barely survived the real thing, and my sanity really couldn't afford to entertain the constant replays.

It wasn't that I regretted last night or wished it didn't happen. It felt too good to regret it, and I had agreed to it. I was just having a hard time actually computing it.

I mean, Nikola and I had sort of lost it a bit, or at least I did. As far as my memory went, we'd been close enough that I'd felt his body against mine, and our condensed breaths had mingled in the winter air, which was not how I anticipated our night ending. But things had happened so quickly that I didn't even realise it, or maybe I didn't care.
That seemed more likely since I'd been too sated by the feel of him to entertain a thought beyond how good it felt to have his scent overtake my own, but now that I could manage coherent thinking, the constant replays only made me feel embarrassed.

I could only thank Goddess that nobody had been there to witness it. My heart had been stuck in my ass when I'd finally managed to sneak inside my house after Nik left. I'd been shitting myself thinking that maybe I'd find my dad or Josey standing on the other side with a smug grin, but luckily, no one was there, and I'd managed to slip into my room undetected.

Lucky is the keyword because you were pretty loud last night.

Zyair! I thought we agreed on acting like the embarrassing shit in my life are just mirages?!

Last night doesn't count. It was too good.

I stay quiet. I wasn't going to blatantly agree to that, but I wasn't going to deny it either.

Yeah, the ending had been... unexpected, but every other part of our... date had been fun. Shit, it had been even more fun than usual since Nikola had brought out the big guns for our bowling war. I still couldn't believe some of the shit he'd said.