"I told you..." Nikki croons, her voice angelic in its pitch. "It's cold outside. I just want a place to warm up. Is that so bad?"
Cole opens and closes his mouth, clearly incapable of anything more. It's why he topples easily when Nikki pushes him over the couch, his body tumbling in an awkward heap on the top of it. Nikki walks around the side of it and sinks down on his left side, the axe draped across their laps, trapping him next to her.
"How about some music to set the mood?" She suggests, nodding at the phone on the coffee table before them.
"I know the perfect one." I tell her, grinning as I snatch Cole's phone in my hand and sink down on the other side of the couch, right next to where Cole looks about ready to piss himself.
"What the fuck is this?" Cole cries, looking from her, to me, to the blade trapping him in place.
"Shh." Nikki croons. "Listen to the fire crackling." She grips his head and I think he stops breathing, his eyes going wide as saucers as she turns his face toward the hearth, where the fire is renewed by the new log he threw on it. "Isn't it peaceful?"
Nikki casts a glance at me when the first metal chords of the song begin, but her confusion abates a moment later when the first lyrics of “Baby, It's Cold Outside” begin. Then, she grins in approval.
It takes a moment for Cole to catch on.
"You know what they say this song is about?" Nikki asks him, running her fingers down his neck, where his pulse jumps frantically under his skin.
"Stop.... please." Cole chokes on a terrified breath when she flexes her nails against his flesh, leaving gentle trails of red down the column of his throat.
"Stop?" Nikki laughs. "But I'm having so much fun. Aren't you having fun, Cole?"
"It wasn't me..." Cole sobs, and this time, there are tears streaming down his cheeks. It's like the floodgates opened, and he can't pretend to be a tough guy any longer.
"You're so cold..." Nikki says calmly, shifting the axe just enough so that she can swing her weight across his lap and straddle him, pressing her body to his as her fingers flex against his Adam's apple. "Inside, especially. I'd offer you some eggnog to warm you up, but I lost my taste for it."
"Please." Cole shakes his head, and I am amazed at how quickly she reduced him to a sniveling mess. He hasn't even tried to fight her off or overpower her.
"Please what?"
"Please, stop."
Nikki lifts an eyebrow, like the request intrigues her. "Butyoudidn't stop. Why should I?"
"I stopped! I did!"
It's my turn to laugh, now. "You didn't stop. Nick dragged you off her cause he was worried she'd die. Spoiler alert? She did."
Cole's eyes waver with terror as he shakes his head. "It's not possible. I didn't... You can't..."
"You're disappointing me, Cole." Nikki pouts, shoving against his chest so that she can stand. The axe is in her hand before he can even move an inch, and she hefts it over her shoulder.
"No!" He yells, raising his hands like that will do any good.
It doesn't. The blade catches his left hand, making a strange sound when the metal meets bone. Cole goes white, his mouth opening in shock as Nikki tuts her disappointment.
"Don't make this harder than it has to be. Remember, you said that to me when Brant was forcing himself between my legs?"
Cole doesn't even have the awareness to realize she just threw his own words back at him; he's in shock, and his hand is hanging awkwardly at an angle, attached by sinew and tissue as blood soaks his lap.
"You couldn't have finished, but I know you wanted to." Nikki tells him, leaning down to catch his eyes, which are trained on his nearly-detached hand. "So maybe I can help now?"
He doesn't move as she reaches for his buckle, but I slip an arm around his neck anyway, holding him in place as he stares in shock and horror at his hand, which is bleeding profusely. I think he’s too high to realize exactly what happened.
Watching my fiancée pull another man's cock out should have me fucking livid, but I'm strangely aroused. Not by Cole or his pathetic shrimp dick... but by her raw fucking power. It's carnal and vicious and fucking erotic as she moves like a woman possessed, stripping his boxers down his thighs and reaching for the flaccid dick tucked between his legs.
"How can something so small cause so much misery?" Nikki wonders out loud, and I don't bother stifling my laugh.
"Stop." Cole's words are strained, like he's just remembering how to speak. "I'll do anything..."
