Page 51 of Roses and Murder
“Oh, gods, Neco, you can’t say shit like that,” I moaned.
“Too late,” he growled, shimmying out of his clothes in seconds.
Neco was on me in seconds, but he was just so gentle when he placed me on the blankets. I was actually back to wanting to murder Neco Argent. He had me pinned to the blanket, and he’d lick my clit until I was so close and then just stop. And since he had me pinned down, I couldn’t kick him in the face like I wanted.
“Neco, I’m going to get Keeva to teach me to kill you,” I growled.
Neco just chuckled and stopped licking me again.
“What the giant isn’t telling you because his tongue is busy is that when he does let you cum, it’s going to be really intense,” Beck said.
“Don’t hit him because you’ll be thanking him later,” Ollie said.
“We’ll go over there and help him hold you down,” Ronan warned.
“I hate all of—Oh, fuck!”
Neco was a sly fucker. He didn’t stop that time and my orgasm took hold of my entire body. I was pretty sure they were all just fucking with me like we did when we were kids because it felt like Neco was torturing me for kicks.
I was wrong. I was so wrong and I could admit that. It was intense, and it never seemed to stop. It seemed like it was going to go on forever and then I was limp on the blankets.
“First of all, fuck you all for being right about that.”
They all started laughing at me.
“Lucy, two of us live in a brothel and we tell each other everything. The girls talk and some of them wanted to make sure they didn’t send men into the world who were bad in bed. None of them fucked us aside from that one time we paid for it, but I guess you could say we were their apprentices,” Beck said.
“I’ll have to give them a round of drinks on the house in thanks. Can I touch you, Neco?”
Because I didn’t know how to navigate naked Neco. He was particular about being touched. It had to be someone he cared about and it had to be on his terms. I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.
“You can always touch me, but not right now. Ineedto be inside you.”
“Then do it.”
There were a lot of things I could always expect from Neco Argent, but he also surprised me all the time. It was gentle, but it was so just so intense. Neco’s eyes never left mine, and I completely forgot we were being watched. It was like we were the only people in Nestran right now.
I couldn’t help clawing at Neco’s back and he seemed into it.
“Scratch me up, Lucy,” he growled. “I want to wear your marks and remember this.”
Fuck. I didn’t take Neco for being so good at bedroom talk since he only spoke when he had something to say, but it was doing things to me.
“Come, Lucy,” Neco growled.
Yeah, that shouldn’t have worked, but it did. I might have drawn blood when I scratched his back. Neco bit me when he came and yeah, I was into that, too.
Neco held me and rested his forehead on mine.
“Is it too soon to say I love you?” he whispered.
“No, because I love you, too. I love all of you. And I want to show you.”
Because this celebration wasn’t done yet.
Icould probably die happy after that, but I’d still fight it because I wanted Lucy again. I wanted a whole life with her and these arseholes. We could do that now and I was going to make damned sure it was the best life it could be.
For the longest time, I didn’t understand men who wanted to watch. There were men who wanted to pay to watch, but the Madame made sure weallknew what consent was. She said that extended to everyone and the only way these men could watch was if the people they were watching consented to it.
