Page 86 of Queen of Gods


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Play it cool, Gwen. Play it cool.

I choked on a laugh and started walking. “Be careful. I might have taken that as an offer.”

He followed, his hands shoved into his pockets. A little smile curved the edges of his mouth as he stared at the ground. Quiet. Oh so quiet. He asked with casual curiosity, “And if it was?”

Although I still couldn’t stand this asshole, if I were ever looking for an opening into his life…

I muttered, “I think it would make for an interesting fuck.”

“That’s very true.”

I peered in his direction, not hiding the direction of my gaze as I blatantly checked out his impressive form.

“You’re thinking about my dick.” He smirked.

“Oh, you think about that enough for everyone in the stronghold. You don’t need my help.” I turned my regard back to where I was walking.

A magical cool breeze tickled my neck, which was one thing, but when it focused in and pinched my nipple, I turned and growled, “Keep your magical mitts off my tits, you shit.”

“She’s a poetess!”

“Fuck off.”

His voice was right in my ear. “I’d rather fuck you.”

With a sidelong glance, I sized him up again. I was still wet and wanting from the Blood Rite. But I couldn’t stand this arrogant buffoon. “You’re serious?”

“If you’re interested in finding a bed and not a hallway.”

“And what if I like fucking in hallways?”

“I’ll have to reconsider my offer and find a hallway.”

Oh. Hewantedme.

This was a motivating development.

I hummed softly. “Find me a bed, then.”

I could do this. I could.

He magically tweaked my nipple again, but this time didn’t let go. “I think I can manage that.”

The magic continued to caress my nipple, flutters of sensation curling my toes. I wiggled my shoulders. It tickled, and not in a horrible way either.

“Stop that.”

Grinning, Nial took the lead, his magic finding the second nipple as we walked.

I didn’t mind walking behind him.

He had very nice broad shoulders.

His attitude, though, left a lot to be desired.

It took me only a moment to realize we were heading to his bedroom. That was a bold move, but if it meant I wouldn’t be bent against a wall, I was all for it.

I waited silently behind him as we stopped in front of his door. Though, my eyes flicked in the direction we had walked from when a flash of darkness caught my eye. My attention stalled for a heartbeat.