Kidnapped the Wrong Sister (7 page)

For the next two hours the two
pitted their wits against each other with the game ending in a stalemate, much to the delight of both players.  Again Nikias looked at the young woman before him as she smiled with barely contained laughter in her eyes.  “I seem to be finding my groove”, she laughed, “You might want to re-think challenging me tomorrow”

He
flashed her one of his smiles, seeing how she was once again yawning gently as she rose. “Goodnight Nikias”, she grinned, before once more moving to the door.  “Goodnight Diona,”, he echoed softly, watching as the lovely young woman left the room to move to her bedroom, fighting hard to remain sitting.

With a sigh
, he moved to his computer to answer some of his emails, checking to see if there was any response from his detectives.  After about an hour replying to the many messages, his phone began to ring, and quickly answering it, he smiled to hear the voice of Maria’s mother, as she updated him on her daughter’s progress.

In her room Diona
got ready for bed, sitting in front of the dressing table, brushing out her hair, not really seeing how it fell around her naked shoulders, thoughts of Nikias Dranias filling her head as she once again shivered so pleasantly, remembering his kiss.  Finally she moved to her bed, lifting the book she borrowed from his library, cuddling into the large plush pillows as she tried to lose herself in the story, her thoughts constantly returning to the man she left.  As she sat there lost in her thoughts she heard a soft knock on the door.

“Yes?”, she cried, pulling the sheet against herself as the door opened and Nikias entered, causing Diona to nervously look over at him as he sat down on the small couch on the other end of her room, looking over with those dark eyes, which were even now watching her so intently.  Diona was suddenly so aware that she wore only a nightdress and she pulled the cover even tighter around herself, aware of how his eyes followed her actions.

“I thought you would want to know, I just had a call from the hospital”, he said softly, “Maria is fine… thanks to you”, he added, the gratitude so obvious in his voice.  Diona smiled, “I was in the right place…”, she said modestly as he smiled, before a more thoughtful look crossed his eyes.

“You and my brother”, he began, as Diona looked at him with annoyance.  “There is nothing going on between me and your brother”, she said.  “I keep telling you this, why won’t you believe me?”, she groaned as he looked at her so intently, his eyes holding hers.

“Can you promise me Diona that there is now nothing between you and Alexis? Do you promise never to see him again?” With an irritated look at him she sighed wearily. “Fine”, she said in defeat. “I promise that there will be nothing going on between your brother and me from this day on”, surprised as she saw the fire leap into his eyes.

“Good enough”, he growled, a husky note clearly audible in his voice as he rose to move across the room before pulling her from where she sat into his arms to kiss her.  Diona had no chance to move away from him before she felt herself within his embrace and only had time to gasp with surprise as his mouth descended on hers. Her determination to push him away disappeared as the touch of his mouth once again caused her whole being to explode into a thousand pieces of light.  With a moan, she wound her arms around his neck, kissing him back with a passion which was causing her head to spin.  From some place far away she felt him pulling her from the bed to stand beside him, holding her tightly.

H
earing him groaning, the sound so full of need so as to feed her own desire at that moment, she felt his hands move over her body, the warm touch of him raising such throbbings so deep within her.  Diona groaned back, moving in even closer against him, feeling his arousal against her leg through the chinos he wore.  She could feel herself sinking under the desire he was raising within her, and her fingers moved to shakily undo the buttons on his shirt until it hung open, allowing her hand to move against his naked torso. 

As she
moaned gently, she felt the rough hair of his chest under her fingers, continuing down, as they brushed along his contoured stomach.  With a deep masculine groan he pulled the top of her night dress down in one quick primitive action. Diona shuddered, her pert breasts revealed, the nipples so erect at that moment, as his hands cupped one, gently nipping the stiff centre before his mouth descended, his tongue teasing it so exquisitely.  As she groaned, he removed the thin garment completely, allowing it to float down to her feet as he once more pulled her in tightly against him; now their bare flesh was crushed together, sending shock waves through both of them.

With a throaty sound he
swept her into his arms, gently laying her back down onto the bed, his mouth kissing her, keeping her head spinning as he kicked off his shoes, before moving away as she whimpered, wanting him back.  However, she watched him with dark passion-filled eyes as he quickly pulled off the rest of his clothes, his eyes moving down to admire her slender figure, all of which was quivering with such a need for him.

Diona watched him
, gasping as he finally stood before her completely naked.  She saw how erect and aroused he was, as he devoured her with eyes which were glowing with such a fire within them, as he once more returned, laying over her.  He saw the fear enter her eyes along with the need in them and he kissed down her neck, moving down to her breasts, taking each in turn, his tongue causing such sensations to travel through her as her back arched against him.  As she writhed under him, her fingers ran down his side so gently that he shivered violently, once more consumed with the need to fill her burning within him as he raised himself over her.  Looking into those large blue eyes he saw such passion in them, seeing as they fluttered closed, her legs automatically opening for him as he prepared to enter her. 

As he
slowly begun to thrust within her, she gasped loudly, her eyes flying open as he felt the resistance within her body, feeling the membrane tear within her.  Nikias groaned, the realisation coming on him while unable to stop his body’s determined advance.  He kissed her stunned mouth, continuing to push more slowly as she stayed motionless, the sudden shock of his penetration stilling her, before once again with a small shudder she began to move under him as he finally felt his whole length filling her. 

Feeling the tightness all around him
made him groan, as he felt the waves building within him.  Stopping, panting gently, he held back from his need to thrust so hard within her, his whole face showing the willpower with which it took him to resist, as the sweat broke out on his brow.  Finally, he was able to begin moving gently as she gasped below him, her hands moving along his back and down to his buttocks, causing him to moan even louder. 

Diona
felt the pain as he took her virginity, but it was a sweet pain, so soon replaced by the wonderful sensations his movements were raising within her, as he rocked so gently.  With each thrusting action she could feel the most amazing tremmors running through her body, until with a cry, she felt herself erupt from the very core of her being.  The waves of pleasure ripped through her entire body as she gasped, her head thrown back, crying out his name, unable to stop herself with the power of her orgasm which continued to hold her as she quivered, her whole body shuddering.

Feeling the waves beating around him, Nikias
groaned with relief as he thrust deeper and faster, keeping her rocketing through space as he preparing for his final surge.  When it came, such blessed relief filled him, the sensations so intense that he heard himself crying out, becoming momentarily separated from his body, floating with her.  After what seemed an age, he fell limply over her softness, his weight pinning her as they both fought to steady their ragged breathing.

Finally h
e gently kissed her, seeing the confusion in her eyes at what had just happened between them, just as he too felt.  At last, he experienced the intensity that he had been missing for so long, and he looked down on her wonderful face, her expression showing the depth of her surprise.

Moving from her
, he lay on his stomach, his fingers angrily raking through his hair before he looked over at Diona.  She was looking back with eyes so full of concern and fear that he reached over, pulling her against him, kissing the top of her head.  “Are you OK?… Did I hurt you?”, he asked with such gentleness in his voice that she smiled warmly back, as she shook her head.  “Why didn’t you tell me?”, he asked, his voice pained as she looked up at him, her face suddenly so vulnerable.  “I...I didn’t know how to tell you”, she said quietly, “or get the chance”, she chuckled, feeling his mouth smiling against her, before looking at him so shyly.

“Was I … Was it that obvious?… I don’t know how to?”, she said, her voice full of embarrassment at the thought of having been such a disappointment to him, as she avoided meeting his eyes.  However, he groaned as he rolled her once more onto her back.  “You were wonderful”, he breathed against her neck, as she felt her body once more react to him.  “So much more than wonderful”, he added, his tongue now travelling up to gently lick her ear lobe as she shivered against him, feeling the sensations once more rising within her. 

Now he
took his time as he made love to her, kissing her whole body as she gasped at the way he made her his.  He encouraged her to do the same, as she shyly and then more firmly copied his actions, seeing the intense pleasure she gave him as he groaned with such a masculine sound, sending even more shivers up and down her body.  Finally they once more came together.  This time as he entered her he subjected her to the most wondrous feelings as he thrust so deeply, bringing her to the very edge, before pulling back until she begged him for more.  Only when she cried out did he allow her the release she sought, her cry full of joy as he felt her orgasm sweep over her, her body becoming rigid as he once more felt her beat all around him.  As she climaxed he was unable to hold back any longer, feeling himself surge fully into her, once more experiencing such a mind-blowing orgasm as to leave him totally shaken.  He looked into her soft blue eyes, those wonderful eyes so happy as they glowed into his.  Kissing her soft lips, he brought them both down from the intensity of their lovemaking until their breathing was close to normal. 

Rolling
from her to look up at the ceiling, he groaned in pain, knowing now for certain he would soon find out from his detective that Diona Brown was not his brother’s mistress.  “I am sorry Diona”, he finally spoke softly, rolling onto his side, raising his head to rest it on the heel of his hand to look down on her.  “I should have believed you”, he said gently, seeing the small shadow pass over her eyes.  “Yes you should have”, she replied softly, holding her breath as she saw such sincerity in his eyes.  “About everything…I’ve never lied to you”

She
saw as a small look of pain crossed his features as he nodded gently at her before fixing her once more with those wonderful dark eyes, which even now had her whole body jumping with the need for him.  As he moved over to the side of the bed, she closed her eyes with such pleasure seeing his wonderful body - so long and lean, those wide shoulders and strong arms which held her so intimately reaching down to his trousers as he pulled out his mobile phone before returning.

“Phone your sister”, he murmured, handing Diona the device, as she looked at him with surprise, before raising herself up and wrapping the sheet around herself.  “Tomorrow, I will have all the phones put back on so that you can contact anyone you want to”  Diona took the phone from him with relief; dialling her sister’s mobile quickly and hearing it ring out.  As it jumped into voice mail she began to talk before her sister’s voice interrupted, still sounding sleepy and wary.

“Daryle”, she cried hearing the relief from the other side too.  “Diona...where have you been, I’ve been trying to contact you for days…where are you?”, her sister cried.  “Never mind that…are you and Alexis married?”, she asked with such concern in her voice seeing the way Nikias flinched slightly.

At that she
heard Daryle break down into tears. “No”, she moaned gently.  “What happened, what’s wrong?”, Diona asked more softly as the relief turned to concern.  “He...he only wanted one thing”, she cried, “He just wanted to get me into bed Diona…you were right… he never really wanted to marry me”.  Diona could hear her sister sniffling miserably.  “What kind of person did he think I was...did he really think I was going to jump into bed with him after a week?”

Diona
closed her eyes softly, looking over at Nikias, realising that she had known him for even less than a week and had fallen into bed with him.  He raised himself up seeing the look on her face.  “What’s wrong, are they married?”, he asked, his voice full of concern.  In the background, Daryle went silent for a second before asking more slowly, “Where are you Diona…and who is that with you?”

Diona
held the mobile to her breast as she looked over at Nikias.  “No they are not married...all your brother wanted was to get her into bed”, she replied, her eyes flashing bitterly at him, as he frowned.  She lifted the phone once more sighing softly as he asked sharply, “So where is my brother?”  On the other end of the line there was shocked silence before Daryle cried, “Oh my God Diona, you’re with Nikias”  Diona groaned gently.  “I can explain Daryle”, she began as her sister’s voice became harder.  “You damn hypocrite Diona, you have a go at me about Alexis and you’re sleeping with his brother”  Once more she began to cry as Diona closed her eyes in pain.