Page 82 of The Demons We Hide

Once Gio sees me again, he releases her and she immediately explodes, cursing and trying to free herself, but it’s too late. She’s caught—a butterfly in our web-like trap.

I step up against her back and free my cock from my jeans. Stroking my shaft up and down, I carefully place myself between her asscheeks and she goes still.

“No.” That one syllable, that one word floats over the air. A dare and a silent plea. “I’m saying no, Nolan,” she bites out. “Not my ass. I—not there.”

Tilting my head to the side, I contemplate the blue tresses shimmering in the darkness before I reach for them. Slowly sliding my hand up her back, I gather the strands and shift them all over to one side.

I press a kiss to the back of her neck. “You don’t want me to fuck your ass?”

She shakes her head. “Not…” she takes a breath. “It’ll fucking hurt, Nolan, and not in the good way,” she quickly adds.

I grin. So, she does like pain. I already knew that, but I like that she’s open to admitting it out loud now. “What will you give me in return?” I ask against her skin. She smells like rain and grassy dew, like Earth and hell.

Her legs part and she widens her stance letting my cock sink more firmly against her, cradling me with her body. A bolt of tension tightens at the small of my back. Everything fades away until I see nothing but her. Not the cool air, not the forest, not even the darkness.

“In return for not fucking my ass?” she clarifies.

“Yes, Princess.” I lick over the spot I kissed and then move to her shoulder, scraping my teeth along the path. “What will you give me if I fuck your cunt and let you come tonight instead of taking your ass and making you bleed? Every bargain needs something to sweeten the deal.”

“What do you want?”

Everything. I hum in the back of my throat, pressing another kiss to her shoulder. “Let me think…”

Hunger drives at me, pounding against my skull and in my cock. A part of me hates that I have to take her like this—turned away from me so I can’t see her full, abused lips and her pretty tits. Another part of me eats up the slope of her back and the rounded curve of her ass as my cock slips up and down the crevice there.

“One chance,” I breathe into her hair.

“One chance?” She repeats the words, her confusion obvious.

“We’re going to inevitably piss you off,” I tell her and when she scoffs, I grin. “Again,” I correct. “We’re going to piss you off again—but when we do, I want you to promise to forgive us.”

“That’s it?” she demands.

My hands find her hips and I set my teeth back on her throat, biting down until she gasps and arches against the pain. Only then do I release her. “No matter what it is,” I say. “No matter how angry you are. No matter if you think we’ve betrayed you. No matter what—you have to forgive us. That means not leaving again. That means staying even if you don’t want to.”

Juliet remains quiet for a long moment as if she’s contemplating the offer. It’s really a no brainer. I want to pleasure her, but she tried to run, and I already warned her what would happen if she did. This is the only way out, and I find that I’m sickeningly proud that I’m the one that caged her here. Not Lex. Not whoever the fuck is trying to hurt her. Me.

“How do I know you won’t?—”

“You don’t,” I say, not letting her finish. “There’s no guarantees in anything. Make your choice. You either promise this or…” I move one hand between her asscheeks, taking my cock and gently prodding her asshole with the head of it.

She arches onto her toes as if she can escape it. A moment later, she bites out her answer. “Fuck you, Nolan Pierce,” she hisses. “But yes—fucking fine. I agree on one condition.”

I pause. “What’s the condition?”

“You give me the same,” she bites out. “No matter what it is—you have to forgive me too.”

Thank fuck,I think, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could have held out. “Yes.” The word escapes on a hiss. “Agreed.”

With her oath ringing through the woods, though, we’ve made an accord, and I direct my cock down to her weeping cunt and thrust all the way in to the hilt.

Her shocked cry rebounds around us as I take her hard and fast. Her breasts are pressed against the bark of the tree and I grip her hips, forcing her face to press against it too as I tilt them out to take me more easily.

“Nolan.” Gio groans as he comes up alongside me. “I want to play with her too.”

I want to tell the bastard to fuck off, that he got his turn and this is mine, but that’s not what we do. We’re a team, he, Lex, and I. With gritted teeth, I drag Juliet’s lower half further back and continue my deep thrusts.

“You want to play?” I demand, nodding down to the space I’ve made for him on the ground between us and the tree. “Suck her clit—I want her to come around my cock more times than she can count.”

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