Page 118 of How to Entice a Fiend

“I won’t. I promise that I’ll toss away someone else’s life,” he says.

I give him a look. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“I’ll just grab as many council members as I can, and I’ll pit them against Abel, and I will sit back and watch just for you.”

“You’re not going to make me laugh and forgive you. I’m a very stubborn man.”

“I’ll throw Finn at him if I have to.”

“Don’t throw the damn human at him!”

“Hey, he defeated Watson, he has a solid chance. He is part robot, according to Rylee.”

“No,” I say, biting my lip to keep from grinning. “Stop.”

“What about Señor Fluffybottom? Maybe the cat can break him down too. I mean, if that cat can sucker me into liking him, maybe he can sucker even that man.”

“What if you work together with the VRC? That sounds like a good idea. I’d love to say I would help, except that I’m atrocious in a fight.ButI will be there to help in other ways. More… Soupy ways.”

“You’re just going to blow the whole place up?”

“Maybe… maybe not. It’s more of a last-ditch effort, you know?”

“Understandable. So… does this mean you forgive me?”

“It means that I’ll consider it,” I say as my eyes catch his dark ones that are watching me so closely. “You’re not supposed to woo me so easily.”

“I would never do that. You seem to think I have social skills that I’m quite positive I lack,” he says as he lifts my leg and presses me harder against the table, but what it accomplishes is that I can feel his cock against mine.

“You… are you planning on seducing me into forgiving you?” I ask, like I can’t believe he’d try such a tactic.

Ender’s hand runs up my thigh, and even though I have jeans on, his touch makes me shiver. He leans forward and I feel his breath against my neck before he kisses my throat. When he nips it, it’s like I’m fucking putty in his hands. I moan and have to grab him to keep from just melting onto the table. I’m over here trying to be like “I’m a brave man who will stand up to this ferocious vampire” when all he has to do is kiss me, and I’m justgone.

“I’m not forgiving you,” I insist.

“Yeah? Not at all?” he murmurs as his lips travel down to my collarbone while one hand slides under my shirt.

“Not at all. Never going to,” I say.

“Hmm? Never?” Ender asks as he pulls back, and suddenly, I’m regretting everything I’ve ever done or said. Like what the fuck? I’ll forgive him if he comes back!

But before I can just cave right then and there, he turns me around and pushes me back against the table, hand reaching around to the front of my trousers which he swiftly unbuttons before pushing them down enough to reach my cock.

“You made me jealous when you talked about fucking your boss in your office. Maybe you’re the one who should apologize,” he says, even though I’m well aware he’s making this much more dramatic than it actually was.

“Ah yes, because me having sex with someone… fuck…” I groan as his hand grips my cock before running along it as I feel something cold drip into the crevice of my ass cheeks. Where the fuck did the lube come from? It runs down between them and his finger follows.

“What was that? I feel like you were chewing me out about something?” he asks.

“I… think I was. I definitely… I very much was,” I say as his finger skims over my hole, making me question what I’d even been going on about.

“You were proving a point,” he reminds me as his finger circles around it before dipping inside of me. “I’m dying to hear this point.”

The way his finger pushes inside as his hand strokes my cock has me prepared to agree to anything he has to say, but I do manage to blurt, “I… I was making a point.”

“Which was?” Ender asks, but his fingers rubbing inside of me make me question if I even care at this point. Wait! No! I do care!

“I was saying that… having sex with my boss is nothing… oh fuck… nothing like you trying to sacrifice yourself, dammit!”

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