Chapter Four Hundred And Sixty-Two: Call On Your God

The third point of view:

"No, no, fucking way," Reina refused as soon as she saw that lewd look on his face. She knew what that gaze entitled. No, no, she needed her beauty sleep.

"Honey," He coerced her, circling his hand around her waist. If there was one thing Reina couldn't resist, it was his touch.

"Don't honey me," Reina pushed at his chest, trying to release herself before he trapped her further into his chest. 

"This is two in the morning," He whispered. 

"Exactly the point. Normally people are getting rest by this time," Reina hoped he got her point. 

"No," Niklaus disagreed with her opinion, "It means we have all the time to have enough time without disturbances from the kids,"

"No..." Reina was still trying to protest when he pushed her head to the side, baring her neck to him, and kissed her there. 

Reina inhaled sharply, realizing Niklaus had gotten her where he wanted her. No, she had to stop.