Page 92 of Dance of Ruin

I want to rise up as Odile, and watch the world burn as I dance barefoot through the fire.

Nico fucks me like he’s waited a lifetime to be inside me, and now he’s making up for every second he wasn't.

There’s no tenderness. Nothing gentle.

Just his teeth and hands, and filthy praise grunted between breaths.

“Good fucking girl,” Nico growls, his grooved, muscles hips coiling as he pounds his fat cock into me over and over, both of us drowning in the lewd wet sounds of my soaking pussy stretched tight around him. “Taking my dick like you were made for it.”

I moan—loud, unrestrained. My costume scratches against the skin of my back and waist. But I don’t care. I want the scratches. I want the pain.

He hooks one of my legs over his shoulder and drives in deeper.

I scream. He catches it in his mouth. Kisses me like he’s claiming the sound as his.

And it is.

Every cry, every moan, every screamed sob—I give them all to him.

My thighs start to tremble again. The orgasm builds fast, sharp as a blade dragged along my spine.

“You’re so close,” he snarls. “I can feel it.”

I nod, gasping. “Nico?—”

My head lolls to the side, and I cry out as he grabs my throat and jaw in his hand, pulling me back to him.

“Don’t you fuckingdarelook away,” he growls, fucking into me. “You look me right in the fucking eye when you come all over my dick like a good girl. You’re clenched so tight around me, baby, like you’re trying to strangle my cock with your tight little pussy. You love my fat cock tearing you apart, don’t you? Scream for me, baby. Come all over my fucking dick for me. You’re my good girl, Naomi. And my good girl is going to come for me like a greedy little whoreright now.”

The second the words leave his mouth, Ibreak.

Truly. Utterly. Devastatingly.

The climax tears through me, violent and shattering. My whole body convulses beneath him, rippling inner walls clenched around him like a vise.

He roars as he slams into me one last time, burying himself deep, spilling into me with a vicious growl that sounds more animal than man. His cock jerks and pulses, and I feel every twitch. Every thick blast of cum as it spurts into me.

His mouth crushes to mine, stealing my lips, my breath, my moans.

…Whatever last shred of sanity I have.

I can’t think. Can’t move. I justexist—wrecked and filled and floating.

I didn’t just lose my virginity tonight.

I shed the white swan.

I laid her to rest, and rose again as something hungrier and unholy.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be Odette again.

…Or if I even want to.

19

NICO

I’ve never beenthe best sleeper. I mean, Isleep, obviously, but straight through the night? Not the norm. It’s like I can’t shut my brain off long enough. Which means there are times—like right fucking now—where I go from asleep to wide awake and start thinking about the mostrandomshit in the world.

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