Nerith clicked her tongue and launched herself at Jax.
He didn't protest. Just laid back and let her feel her victory. She pinned him from above, locking his hands beside his head, her naked body pressing down on his.
"I wasn't asking your permission." Her crimson eyes blazed. "I was ordering you."
Jax smiled up at her. "Déjà vu, isn't it? I feel like you said the exact same lines this morning too. When you ordered me to marry you."
She leaned closer. "Exactly. And just like before, you have no choice."
"So for this new mission of yours, will I get paid separately?"
Nerith's glare could have melted steel. She didn't dignify that with a response.
Instead, she looked beneath her. Found his cock already hardening again. She adjusted her hips backward until the tip pressed against her entrance, her pussy still slick from before.
Then her expression shifted. Hungry. Needy. A horny demon ready to claim what was hers.
