Page 62 of Where the Wicked Reign

“Well, I can bring that once in a while. Although, if he continues being so openly hostile, I may need to take action.”

Nico chuckled.“I’m actually surprised you haven’t already.”

“I was trying to play nice. Besides, I didn’t want another three-year war on my hands.”

He actually laughed again, a full-on, hearty laugh.

Milo and I exchanged an incredulous look. We hardly ever heard anything like that from him.

We watched her saunter closer to him as he took another drag of his smoke.

“The truth is, the war wasn’t all bad.”

“It wasn’t, hmm?”

“No.”

“Tell me why you’re here, Caterina.”

She was upon him then and she snatched his smoke from his hand and took a long drag, before handing it back to him, and savoring it.

“I thought you gave up smoking a year ago.”

“Crazy times and all.”

He stubbed the smoke out and it looked like he was going to push her on why she’d come here, but then she opened her coat and shrugged it off her shoulders, catching him off guard.

I choked as it revealed a turquoise lace chemise underneath, the thing barely covering her ass or her very full and perky breasts.

I whistled and literally moved to the edge of my seat.

I saw Nico shift on his chair too.

“Like I said, I can’t give you my trust yet. But I also can’t get you out of my head. The way you touched me, the way you reveled in the vicious side of me, the feel of you on me, all over me.”

“This is the first time you’ve been honest with me about wanting me.”

“One step at a time, right?”

She turned from him then and walked to the one-way glass, taking in the threesome going on over on the other side. A woman was sprawled out on a golden chaise on her back as one of the guys straddled her face and fucked her throat like a beast, while the other guy held her thighs spread wide as he twisted a spiraled dildo in her asswhile fucking her cunt with his big cock. It was hard, fast, and rough as all hell. Usually right up Nico’s alley. But he'd barely paid any attention to them, or the couple who’d come before—pun intended—performing the same sort of rough and brutal fucking.

Caterina pressed the button on the underside of the shelf beneath the window and the sound activated, the woman’s choking screams and the grunts and dirty talk from the guys filtering into the room.

She stared, taking it in for a few moments, before turning the sound off and looking over at Nico.

But he was already coming up behind her.

She gasped as he snatched her hips and slammed her ass against his cock.

I heard a rumble of a growl from him.

A dangerous fucking growl.

Milo eyed me, concern blazing at me. “Go.”

“Let’s give him at least a few more—”

“We can’t risk it. Go now.” He gestured at my sleek charcoal suit jacket. “Got the Taser in there?”

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