Nicholas p.o.v.
As my eyes were covered with that silk cloth and my skin was cold under her warm-bared body, I tried, I tried so hard to focus on Amara, her shaky breaths, her soothing hand and her gliding tongue on my bare neck...but instead, my mind was miles away, in a different country, fascinating my daughter and her soft lips on my skin as she shamelessly kissing me, biting me, and scratching my back with her nails while I thrust in and out of that wet little hole of hers, fucking her mindlessly. I felt my cock twitch and I sighed in relief, finally, it was getting hard...I'd thought I might become impotent, judging the way it was acting for the past half an hour.
I felt Amara's lips near my earlobe, her breath tickling my skin, " Tell me, what did she look like?", she asked and it didn't take me long to reply, because her face was already in front of my eyes," She had golden brown hairs...", I breathed.
" Like me and Samara?"