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“And mine.”
I groaned. “Don’t remind me.”
Nero chuckled.
I planted my hands on my hips. “I’m glad you find this all so funny.”
“Not funny,” he told me. “Pleasing.”
“Pleasing,” I repeated. “Hmm.” I draped my arms over his shoulders. “And what else would you find pleasing?” I ground my hips against his.
Fire flashed in his eyes, but his voice was remarkably level when he spoke. “I might have a few ideas.”
“Do tell,” I said against his lips.
Nero moved like lightning. His hand snapped around my wrist. Magic rippled around us. And then we weren’t in the gym anymore. We were in a room with wood panelling on the walls.
“Where are we?” I asked, looking around.
“The office next door to the gym.”
“Whose office?”
“I don’t know.” Nero’s hand caressed my jawline, tucking some loose hairs behind my ear. “Nor do I care.”
He strode forward, every step pulsing with power.
“You teleported us here?” I squeaked.
“Naturally.” His voice was smooth, sensual.
I cleared my throat. “Why?”
“I think you know why.” His whispered voice trickled down my neck.
I shuddered. “I…”
He swooped his mouth onto mine, kissing me deeply, with an insatiable hunger that only grew more desperate with every throb of his pulse against mine. “Pandora.” His lips brushed my neck. “Take off your clothes.” His voice was both a caress and a command.
I slid out of my heavy leather jacket. It hit the ground with a muted thump. I kicked off my boots. Tugged off my pants. Flung my tank top aside.
Nero’s eyes snapped to my bra. His fingers teased the rim of my panties. “All of it.”
Magic—searing and insistent—flashed through my body. My head fell back, and a soft moan escaped my lips.
“I’m waiting, Pandora,” he said with a low, masculine chuckle. “Or do you require further persuasion?”
“Yes, please,” I rasped.
His magic kissed me again. This time it was ice. It sizzled and steamed when it burst against the flame. Pleasure and pain, fire and frost—that feverish, icy heat seared and shivered, pounded and quivered.
I ripped off my lacy lingerie and tossed them at his feet. A deep, hollow ache pulsed inside of me.
“Yes.” He cast a long, leisurely look down the length of my naked body. “Perfect.”
“Not quite yet.” My shaking, desperate hands fumbled with his belt. “I need to feel you inside of me, Nero. Now.” I made short work of the rest of his clothes.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment for far too long,” he said roughly.
