Sneaking away while someone slept after sex was not the way I really wanted to go about this, but to be honest, I didn’t want to look Kylian in the face after we fucked all afternoon. I wasn’t ashamed, but I felt kind of awkward. After all, we had gone at it like rabbits, with no concern for the other’s feelings. The minor limp in my step as I dressed and had Lev look at me when I passed him in the hall.

“Run along before Alessio catches you leaving like this. You know he isn’t fond of you sleeping around with his henchmen.” Lev said.

“To be fair, it was one of Ilya’s enforcers, so Alessio can’t say shit.” I muttered and walked away. Part of me hoped Kylian ached as much as I did.

Stepping inside Maddox’s complex, I rounded the corner, and I was grabbed. Based on the smell of the aftershave, I was being manhandled by Andrei.

“Yes, Uncle Andrei, what can I do for you?” I asked, shifting my weight to a more comfortable position.

“Creed, your brother and little mouse are there. Come join us after you shower. You smell like sex,” Andrei said, lowering his voice near the end of the sentence.

“You can blame my brother. He asked someone to look after me, so I helped myself. Now I feel better, and I want my daughter back.”

“Who this time?” Andrei hissed.

“No one that you would need to be concerned about, really.” I muttered and tried to head towards my wing.

“Nikki. Who this time, I mean it, tell me.” Andrei said, harsher than before, and I knew that if I ignored him and said nothing about who, then this would turn into an argument, and I didn’t want that right now.

“Look, it was one of Ilya’s guys. It wasn’t anything serious, it was just a quick fuck to make me feel better, and it did. There’s no reason for you to be worried.”

“Forget it. I’m just going to ask your fucking brother.” Andrei huffed and let me go. “Go shower.”

Stretching my arms above my head as I left, I wondered if Alexi would be honest about who he told to watch me. If Alexi was smart enough, he would keep his month shut. If he didn’t, then we would have to deal with that then. If Kylian found out he might deal with it himself, it was hard to say what would get under his skin.

In my wing, the air was dry, and the scent of the air freshener was overwhelming. Wrinkling my nose, the scent of pine trees and cinnamon attacked me. It seemed like the air was one step away from me, being able to taste the scent in the air.

Peeling off my clothing on the way to the bathroom, my skin was littered with love bites and red marks. At one point, I was sure that he had even sunk his teeth into my left ass cheek, but I wasn’t positive. Dropping my clothing into the hamper, I kept inside the bathroom. I ran my hand down my chest and my skin tingled under my fingers and hummed. While the sex with Kylian had satisfied me, I wanted more. Grunting, I flipped the shower on, waiting only a few seconds before stepping inside.

Soaping up, I reached down and cleaned my anus, but paused. Slipping my fingers inside, I wanted another toe-curling orgasm; I wanted Kylian to pound me again, this time harder and deeper than before. It was like I was itching deep inside, and that was the only thing that would fix it.

My fingers didn’t reach deep enough for my liking, and I hated that. Dragging my fingers out softly, I was more annoyed now than pleased. Wrapping my hand around my semi hard cock, I gave a few good tugs. It felt alright, but again, not what I wanted. I wanted more still.

Stepping out of the shower, still covered in water and soap running down my body, I went to my room and opened the top drawer of my tall dresser. Pulling out a toy, waterproof that slipped inside against my prostate snuggly, and around the base of my cock. With the toy in hand, I slipped back into the bathroom and into the shower.  

Using my spit to lubricate the toy, I slipped it inside of me and turned it on. The soft vibrations would ramp up and milk another orgasm out of me, but now it was just a soft hum. Taking a deep breath, I felt the vibrations picking up, and I closed my eyes, bawling my hands and setting them on the tiled wall. Anticipation filled my belly; I wanted nothing more than to come and hard at that. The toy flexed back and forth inside of me, massaging my prostate.

The only problem with coming like this was that there was a fine line of coming before I went numb from the vibrations. That was why I honestly preferred flesh and blood over even the best of toys.

Clenching my teeth, I felt my stomach tightening, and just before the orgasm I wanted rolled through me, the toy stopped vibrating. Confusion, then anger, and then annoyance filled me. I felt cheated. Pulling the toy out, I sent it flying out of the shower and out onto the bathroom floor.

Pissed, I jerked off until I finally came, the orgasm hardly enough. That being said, it felt good, but I wasn’t satisfied with it. Washing my cum off my hand, I scrubbed at my skin until it was pink everywhere and I felt a touch better.

Turning off the shower, I grabbed a towel off the hook and dried off my body, and gave my hair a light squeeze with the towel. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt fucking dirty, but God, it was something I was addicted to. Sex gave me far more satisfaction than drugs did, and I hated I even knew that. I had done terrible things, and taken terrible things to get sex, all while my daughter slept at home unaware of the person her father was. And I would make sure that she would never know. It wasn’t something I was proud of, but it filled all my hollows.

Puling on clothing in my bedroom, I let out a deep sigh as I stood there. I needed to go join them for dinner. There was no way around that. I wanted my daughter back; I needed her back.

Barefoot, I walked the halls to my uncle’s. Knocking once, the door was opened, and Andrei looked me up and down, but he shook his head, muttering something under his breath. Mihails were in every corner of the wing, and Alexi and I’s mother were among them. Unable to avoid her any longer, I made way to her side, and she frowned at me.

“I wish you would find some other way to cope.” She hissed. But it didn’t more than a few seconds to know that she had also heard about how I had used someone for my needs, instead of coping better.

“It feels good, and I like it. It’s my body.” I muttered.

“You’re going to ruin any chance to find someone who-----”

“I don’t want a relationship. I want sex.” I spoke.

“Sex is fine. It’s great, but you need someone, a single person, for you and my granddaughter, Nikki. You can’t keep doing this. How many more times are you going to leave her with someone else to scratch your itches? Think about your daughter, for god’s sake.” She muttered, her voice on the colder side, and I really wasn’t in the mood for this.

Turning around, I went and grabbed my daughter from Creed’s lap and tucked her to my chest. I made it to the front door before her little hand touched my cheek and she spoke. “Daddy?”

“Sorry, daddy just wants to spend time with just you. I---”

Her arms wrapped around me tightly, and I swore my heart stilled in that moment. Her little eyes looked into mine when I looked down and set her down. “Give daddy a few minutes, and I’ll come back inside, alright?”

“Ok,” she said, and nodded before walking back into the kitchen again. Leaning against the wall inside the doorway, Alexi came to me.

“Nikki, are you ok? I didn’t catch what mom was going off about, but it was hard to miss your reaction.” Alexi said, carefully.

“I’m going to your wing for a moment.” I muttered, and he sighed.

“You can’t just keep taking my medications when the need comes up. You need to see Alessio and tell him what you need. You can’t keep using other things to cope with your feelings.” Alexi said, though his words were far nicer than our mothers had been.

“You were bound to know what was going to happen to Kylian when you sent him my way, Alexi. Let’s not play dumb here. He is my type, and I would take him to bed again in a heartbeat. It’s an itch I enjoy having scratched.” I snapped at him, and he crossed his arms over his chest, and I could see him debating what he wanted to do next.

“Keep it up and your daughter is going to know eventually how her father is, and you and I both know she doesn’t need to see or know about how you are. Do you want you daughter to think that coping with her body is normal and how adults behave?” Alexi said, his voice edging into a ruder tone with each word he spoke.

“I’ll handle it. Just get off my ass right now. I have far too much going on for everyone to jump down my throat and decide now is the time to quiet bad habits. Mom, you, Andrei, I just don’t want to fucking hear it right now.”

“Look, I’ll get off your case about it, but you have to find just one person to sleep with, someone you trust and someone that is nice to my niece, and you don’t even have to date them, hell just fuck them when you need it. But only one person, do it for my niece, for your daughter.”

“Fine. For my daughter, I will try.”