Taming A Billionaire

Reina's point of view:

Maybe it wasn't that bad to have a misunderstanding. Yeah, we might yell and say some hurtful words we mean or may not mean. However, at the end of the day, a healthy relationship would still rebound after both couples put down their pride and try to make it work. It wasn't just an effort on the side of the man but the women too and that was what I just realized. 

I was carried away with the fun of having a wild bachelorette party that I didn't realize I hurt my partner's feelings in the process. Inwardly, I always knew Niklaus would never let me attend nor have such a party but I let myself get influenced by peer influence - I'm not saying I detest what Emily and the girls did for me, like heck! They just wanted me to have a great party. I should have just gone with what my heart told me. 

I forgot that all fingers were not equal; just because Eden was more open-minded, I shouldn't expect the same from Niklaus. Niklaus was possessive - no strange man could get within proximity of me without receiving his death glare- and that's just him for you. I was foolish and shouldn't have wanted the same treatment. Maybe if I had done some cajoling, Niklaus would have had a change of heart - That's me having 0.0001 percent faith, people. 

Honestly, it wasn't all bad having a possessive soon-to-be husband. Niklaus treats me with respect and knows when he crossed the line - he realizes when I'm not in the mood - and his possessiveness makes me feel treasured - like he's so scared of losing me that he keeps all to himself. 

It's so cute sometimes because I love teasing and testing his limit to an extent. Niklaus reminds me of foxes who caches their food-bury it to consume later- hiding it fast before some other animal takes it. Well, he has always been a fox - a sly, big bad fox. 

"Say that again," He whispered yet I could hear it loud and clear because he was close behind me. His chest was pressed against my back and my rear end bumping slightly now and then against his arousal - I knew he picked that thong for a purpose, that old fox! 

"What?" I was breathless, especially now his hand was slowly trailing the curve of my back. 

"Call me sweet husband," He requested shamelessly, lips kissing the curve of my neck. This was a slow seduction. 

"Why are you hung up on it? We're not even married officially yet," I purposely incited him, knowing Niklaus was always up for a good challenge. 

"Really?" I could feel the curve of his lips stretch into a smile while his other hand slipped into my large shirt and trailed his way up to my bare breast - And yes, I wasn't wearing a bra because he didn't get me one too. 

I moaned when his hand cupped my breast, fondling and squeezing with enough force to not cause me pain; he pinched it, sending sweet pain to me. 

"Would you admit me as your sweet husband now?" he growled into my ears, taking my earlobe into his lips and sucked on it.

I gasped softly and he took my silence as a "No" hence continued his attack. He kissed back down to my neck, finding the sensitive spot there, and lingered while I whimpered from the sweet pleasure. I was shivering under his touch and it certainly wasn't out of fear; the sensations were just too much to keep in. 

Heat spread to my face when his hand left massaging my breast and began to travel down south, gasping softly as he intentionally caressed my flat stomach before proceeding to slip his finger into the flimsy material called throng, making contact with my moist heat.

I whimpered in pleasure and arched my back at how delightful the sensation was; he was igniting the whole of my body, setting it on with an everlasting flame - so I wished for eternity.

Niklaus rubbed against my wet fold, I grabbed the sheet tightly, the sensation made my mind reel. I couldn't think, just feel. He began to work against me with movements that made me moan relentlessly, bumping against his touch and squeezed my thigh together to create more friction yet Niklaus found a way to move his fingers nonetheless.

I gave a cry and shudder of delight when he picked up speed causing the pleasure to gradually build in me. 

"Would you call me husband now?" he growled into my ears, his voice husky and thick with desire. 

"Yes," I conceded at last yet he didn't stop. 

My breath, no scratch that, our breath was heavy and I bet his heart was beating as wild as mine too. My eyes went unfocused as my orgasm was finally ripped out of me and I sank against him, satiated like a fed cat. 

I laughed all to myself - I don't even know why - which soon ensued into tears causing a prominent frown to appear on Niklaus' face instantly. 

"Reina, what is wrong?" he looked so concerned my heart arched. How could he love me this much?

"No, it's nothing," I told him while wiping away the annoying tears that kept gushing out amid my desire to stop them. 

"You don't have to hide anything from me, I don't bite," He made me turn and cupped my face with his big calloused hand, the rings making me shiver from their slight chill.

"No," I shook my head, " I just realized how lucky I am to have you as a husband"

"No," He corrected, "I'm the one lucky to have you as a wife - I don't deserve you at all,"

"No," I argued, " You were the one who first treated me like a human being when everyone turned against me - including my so-called family. You always stood by me and never gave me a reason to doubt your sincerity even with the persecution around us - you sought a way to showed me you cared with your own methods, "

Niklaus was struck dumb with my confession which gave me the confidence to continue," Even when I lied to you and had a wild celebration with strippers, you still turned a blind eye to it though it was hard for you... " I trailed off when I saw an odd emotion flicker across his features.

"What is it, Niklaus?" 

"You don't remember last night?" He asked as unrest set in.

"No, I still haven't remembered what the hell went down last night. I overdid it with the drinks," I chuckled nervously, expecting his gaze to darken as he chides me on the detriments of binge drinking. However, the strange part was that Niklaus seemed uneasy - he was hiding something from me. 

"What are you not telling me, Niklaus?" My tone turned somber

"Urm," he cleared his throat, "About the strippers, none of them made it last night," 

My brows furrowed, " What do you mean?" I couldn't get him. 

"It means I was your stripper last night," He declared proudly. 

I facepalmed mentally, Holy mother of God. 

Suddenly, a malevolent scowl appeared on my face and I smiled a smile that was too good to be true. My hand went to the noticeable bulge in his trousers, feeling his member thoroughly through his pants. 

"I bet you enjoyed yourself," I smiled sweetly. 

"If it means I enjoyed rubbing myself on you, then you're right," He confessed, probably encouraged by me handling his prick. 

"So you had a lot of fun last night and yet you preyed on my conscious this morning," 

Suddenly, Niklaus's eyes flew open when I reached into his pants with great speed and grabbed his balls hard. 

"Reina!" He shouted, "Do you want to destroy our future generation?" He cried out, careful not to provoke me since I still had control of his testicles. 

A sinister smirk curled my lips, "We have Allen and Ailee already, why should I care about your future generation when you're intent on killing me with high blood pressure first," If only he knew how much I've been trying to recall the drama from last night in the bathroom, wondering what I had done or gone wrong

"Fine wife, no, your highness, I won't ever pull such an expensive joke on you again," Niklaus was almost to the point of pleading on his knees. 

My anger dissipated instantly yet curiousness still got the best of me, "Does this hurt that much?" I tried to squeeze his balls a little but Niklaus gave me a warning hiss and I withdrew my hand instantly, raising it in surrender - the look was almost murderous. Well, guess I would never find out unless I became a boy. 

Afterward, Niklaus threw a little tantrum because I messed with his future generation - so he calls it - but I managed to placate him. 

"I'm kind of thinking we should spend more time here before heading back,", I suggested. We were lying on the bed, snuggled close to each other. 

 "Alright, anything you say," he agreed. 

I was just about to go get some food since I was still hungover when a call came into Niklaus' phone. Normally, I wouldn't have put much thought into it but it was because of the numerous emotions that flashed across his face in such a short time that made me anxious. 

"What is it?" I asked upon seeing the scowl on his face, something was wrong. 

"We have to return immediately, our house is on fire,"