Page 92 of Legendary

“Oh no, I want you to let all of them,” I nodded my head over to the door, letting my eyes fall back on her as I met her brown eyes in the mirror, “know what’s happening to you in here. I want you to go out there so thoroughly fucked that no one will doubt you’re mine.”

“God, Nick! Yes, okay, please just make me come!” She begged; her tone strained. I let her bend back over right as I brought my palm down on her ass one more time before I grabbed onto her hips, digging my fingertips into her skin and fucked her so hard I was impressed the sink didn’t break. I pulled her hips back against me, slamming into her over and over again.

“Be loud for me, baby.”

She let out the most intense scream I’d ever heard mixed with my name as she threw her hand forward and slapped it against the glass of the mirror causing it to crack in multiple places and eventually shatter. My own release barreled through me as she was coming down from her own high and I held her to me, letting the aftershock of my orgasm pass.

She swiped her hand over the sink, letting the glass shards fall onto the floor. I leaned down kissing right between her shoulder blades, feeling her exhale. I pulled out of her, helping her turn over so that she could look up at me. She leaned back against the sink as she readjusted her dress. There was a silence between us, and I wanted her to say something, anything that would stop my mind from racing. She rubbed her lips together in thought as she regarded me for a moment.

“You sure know how to show a girl a good time.”

I raised one of my eyebrows but watched as her mouth turned up at the corners. I rolled my eyes and kissed her forehead quickly before I picked upmy pants, throwing them back on. I plucked her panties from the ground and handed them to her. She took them and immediately went to stuff them in my pocket. “How do you feel, Nicholas? Confidence back in order?”

I ran my fingers along her chin, tipping her face up. “My confidence isn’t an issue, I assure you.”

“And Dimitri…”

I gripped her chin harder, bringing my face down and brushing my lips along hers. I didn’t like the guy, but he didn’t intimidate me. I was hardly giving him much thought now. “He isn’t worth my thoughts.”

“You’re sexy when you know what you’ve got.” She winked at me, yanking away from my hold on her. She looked over her shoulder at the damaged mirror, small pieces of glass still hanging onto the frame. “They’ll send someone to clean it up.”

I chuckled, running a hand through my hair, and feeling less tension with each step I took. Dani unlocked the bathroom door and swung it open as I walked up behind her. The twinge of tension I had thought was gone peeked just above the surface when I saw who was on the other side of the threshold. Two large demons leaned against either side of the doorway, casually waiting for us to exit while Dimitri, with a smug look, stood between them.

“Found you, beautiful.”

DANI

“Fuck me,” I groaned, suddenly regretting dragging Nick up here and having him whisk me away to the bathroom. I felt him tense up behind me, but not in a way that told me he felt threatened but more like he was sizing up the demon in front of him. I snuck a look over at him and he was only looking at Dimitri, not paying the other two large demons any mind.

Dimitri trailed his eyes from my head down to my feet, slowly, making his way back to my face. He flicked his eyes over to Nick, letting out a short chuckle. “Seems like someone already did.” I narrowed my eyes at him, but all he did was smile.

He looked around me towards where the broken shards from the mirror littered the floor. “Hmm, it’s a good thing I adore you or else I would make you clean that up.”

“Yeah, we both know there’s not a fat chance in Hell that wouldever happen.”

He smirked, pointing to the mess and one of the demons beside him nodded and disappeared somewhere. Dimitri clapped his hands in front of him. “Now that you’re here, how about we have that talk?”

“Wenow includes all three of us.” I reached behind me and pulled Nick forward so that he was standing right next to me. He met Dimitri straight on, seeming to size him up subtly, but I wasn’t stupid when I noticed they were both doing it at the same time.

“I think you and I can speak privately just fine,” Dimitri pressed, placing his hand on my arm.

“And I think whatever you have to say should be heard by multiple ears, so you know, none of the information gets lost when we relay it to our friends,” Nick replied, calmly. He made perfect logical sense. Dimitri ran his index finger over one of his eyebrows, clearly annoyed.

I shrugged his hand off of me. “Can’t argue with that. Now lead the way.”

Dimitri turned away from us and headed towards the stairs, his demon henchman following him. Nick and I followed behind him but kept a small distance back. We maneuvered around the throngs of demons, giving an acknowledging nod to Ian as we passed. Dimitri headed straight for the darkened pathway that I had caught Nick eyeing the last time we were here. It gave off the feeling that it was an abandoned alleyway. Most—if not all—of the patrons that frequented Leviathan knew that this led to Dimitri’s offices. He didn’t use any spells or demonic bodyguards to block people from trying to come in.

My legs were sore as we followed them into the darkened corridor. It wasn’t as dark once you started walking inside of the narrow space. Once you adjusted to the lack of strobe lights, everything was easy to see. I had a fleeting thought that getting railed out by an angel in the bathroom right before a meeting with my ex-fling might not have been my smartest endeavor. I had looked into Nick’s brown eyes and saw that sated expression on his face, and I knew that I’d made the right choice. I liked him confident with his shoulders back and a cocky smirk on his face. I also liked knowing that I got that smirk in private when he somehow got me to submit within minutes of having his hands on me.

The hallway ended with a solid brick wall staring right back at you and two doors were on the left and a plain brick wall was to my right. I knew that one door led to a large meeting area where Dimitri met with different clientele. The other room was his private office, the corridor making it appear like it was probably going to be a small space beyond the door. I knew better. One of the demon henchmen opened his office door and Dimitri walkedinside, not looking back at us to make sure we were following him.

I walked into the familiar room and was instantly brought back to every single memory I had ever had here. Most of which had me bent over his desk or pressed against one of his bookshelves, but those memories didn’t bring me joy or create a tasteful shiver down my spine. All they did was make me look at the angel next to me and want to do all those things with him and solidify my hypothesis that he would be much better in all ways. Nick unexpectedly winked at me, letting me know that he was cool, calm and collected. I didn’t smell any brooding tension in him, nor did I feel that dark energy from before. I wasn’t naive enough to think that shit like that just went away, but it simmered, like a predator patiently waiting for its prey to make a wrong move.

The walls were solid stone, completely black and it shined as if he had just had the fucking walls polished. The shelves were lined with books and jars with contents that if you looked close enough, you would see fingers and other remains of those that had crossed him, his friends and probably his father. They passed down the oddest things and had the weirdest traditions in Hell and bringing that to Purgatory had to give you some sort of power when you were waving around severed fingers. Two ruby red tapestries were pulled up and back on the left side wall, revealing a large rectangular frame that displayed an entire overview of the club in real time.

“That’s new,” I pointed out.

Dimitri walked around his desk and sat down in his chair. He looked over to the frame and shook his head. “No, it’s not.”

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