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She pulls my hair as my fingers slide inside of her. “They call you thelordlike you’re some medieval knight or whatever. They talk about you like you’re a monster and they’re afraid of you. Can you imagine, Ophelia and Hermia afraid of anyone? But they’re afraid ofyou.”
“Do you like that?” I ask, driving my fingers in and out, luxuriating in the sweet noise of her moans.
“I hate it,” she whispers and stares into my eyes as I look back, head tilted in curiosity. “I hate the way you’re always lurking around. They’re so nervous whenever you’re here.”
“I’ll stop coming then. But I haven’t finished with you yet.”
“Fuck,” she groans as I suck her clit, not being gentle. I don’t like that Demetrios and his family are speaking about me behind my back, but I can’t blame them. I have a reputation, and as my family’s clients, they’ll have heard all about how I came to power, the horrors I committed against my own flesh and blood.
But none of that matters. I followed Camille back here because of what Lycus said. I need to take some time for myself, and Camille is all mine, at least for this moment.
I lick and suck her, fingers doing their slick and lovely work, her fingers dig into my scalp as she climaxes on my tongue.
I growl my pleasure and keep going, sucking her through it, finally pulling back when she’s had enough.
I kiss her and make her lick her juices from my lips. “Good girl, asteraki mu,” I whisper, leaning back to study her flushed and lovely face. She’s blinking rapidly, trying to get control of herself. “I can leave you now, if that’s what you want.”
“It’s not that,Lord Evander, it’s just—” But her words are interrupted when the door opens.
“Okay, Camille, you’ve been looking skinny as fuck so I thought—”
Ophelia stands there, eyes wide with shock, holding a gyros platter in both hands. She’s curvy, with thick dark hair, tan skin, and big brown eyes. She blinks rapidly, staring at me on my knees in front of Camille, and Camille with her legs spread and her tights on the floor.
“Oh, fucking fuck,” Camille hisses as she quickly covers herself. “Phel, you shouldn’t have—”
“Holy shit,” Ophelia says with a nervous laugh. “Oh, my Christ almighty, I am so, so sorry, please, uh, as you were, I mean, keep on going, shit, okay, I’m leaving.” She slams the door and disappears.
“God damn it,” Camille groans and leans back, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment.
I smile as I stand and stretch. “I suppose they’ll have more to talk about now.”
“You asshole.” Camille jumps to her feet, yanking her tights back on. “I wasjuststarting to fit in and now you had to go do that and ruin it.”
“I believe you were an active participant.”
“Fuck yourself, Evander.”
“Not if you can do it for me.”
“Can you just—” She groans in frustration as she shoves her shoes back on her feet. “Just leave me alone, okay? Whenever we do this, things just get more complicated and—” She stands there taking deep breaths to calm herself. “I appreciate everything you’ve done for me. Seriously, I’d probably be dead or homeless or back withhimright now if it weren’t for you. But we really can’t.”
She shakes her head as she storms past me back into the diner.
I stand alone in the break room for a moment savoring the memory of her moans.
She’s not wrong—we really can’t. Everything I said to Lycus is true. Camille is Italian, and she’d be the last straw for many of my borderline captains.
But even as I lick her from my fingers, I know I’ll be back here tomorrow, sitting and listening to Lycus and watching her from a distance, waiting to get another taste, even if it kills me.
Chapter10
Camille
Ibury my face in my hands in the alley behind the diner as Ophelia cackles with pure and unbridled delight. “I knew Evander Kazan was into you but I had no clue he wasthatinto you,” she says, and I want to melt into the street and disappear.
“It’s not like that,” I tell her even though it sounds totally hollow, because it’s kind of hard to deny what she saw.
“Oh, it’s not? So you just let random guys go down on you in the break room of my dad’s diner all the time?”
