Page 129 of Dance of Madness

“Hey, girl!” she calls through the door.

Nero groans, dropping his head to the pillow.

“Hey, Gabriella,” I giggle back.

“Oh, you can call me Gabby,” she says.

“Andyoucan have this conversation,” Nero growls into my ear, “when I’m not in the middle offuckingyou.”

“I—I don't need breakfast!” I call out. “Thanks, though.”

“Don’t forget, girl,” Gabby hollers. “Too hot to have your time wasted. ’K,byyeee.”

After we hear her walk away, Nero turns back to me, his brow furrowing.

“The fuck doesthatmean,” he mutters.

I smile, shaking my head. “Nothing.”

“Good. Now spread your legs so I can fuck you awake properly.”

I find myself grinning as his previous gentle veneer shatters, revealing the usual feral Nero underneath. He grabs my thigh, lifting my leg and making me gasp as he slaps my clit with his heavy cock.

“We should go out some time.”

He tenses, his eyes dragging up to mine.

“What?”

“Like,out-out.” I suck my lip between my teeth as I look at him. “You know, like…”

“A date,” he grunts.

“Yes?”

“Hard pass.”

He sinks his thick head into me, sending waves of pleasure through my core.

“Wait.”

Nero glowers at me as I press my hands to his chest, holding him back.

“I’m serious,” I murmur.

He frowns. “If your plan is to blackmail me into taking you out on a date by withholding pussy, it won’t end well for you.”

My face flushes. “Oh? Why?”

“Because I’ll just fuck you anyway.”

AaaandI’m wet. I mean, I was already. But the second he says that, the floodgates open.

And Nerodefinitelyfeels it.

He pounces, overpowering me and rolling me onto my back. My pulse thuds as he pins my wrists above my head and lets his piercing green eyes do the same to the rest of me.

“Interesting,” he murmurs. “I think youlikethat idea.”

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