Nyx pov
“What if you became a breeder for a king? I thought we had an agreement: if Scarlett leaves the house, you owe me a blowjob.” I said with a grin. Her eyes danced on my chest like a lost lamb. She was unpredictable and funny, and I felt at ease with her demeanor.
Her gaze and smiles were infectious. We weren't particularly close, yet there was a strong bond between us. I couldn't dismiss the feelings; they were intense, igniting my desire and revealing unfamiliar emotions. All I could think about was tasting her and hearing her whisper my name.
We remained on the couch, our eyes locked, my eyelids fluttering as a smile broke through.
"What? You shouldn't look at me like that!" she teased, tracing her fingers along my lips. "I want you, Katherine," I replied, meeting her gaze.
