HANS: Alliance Series Book Four

“You bring it with you?” Nero’s eyes are way too interested.
I shake my head. This cheap bastard is gonna try to get a free sword out of Hans, and I give it a fifty-fifty shot that either Nero gets one or Hans tries to kill him with one.

“You picked me up at your club.” I smirk. “But my high heels were killing me, so I switched into these.” I point at my feet. Without the bulky socks bunched at the top of my shoes, I look much less memorable. “And I got too cold in my skimpy outfit, so you gave me your hoodie. Because you’re a gentleman.” I bat my eyes.

“Because I’m a gentleman,” Hans repeats.

“Yep.” I start walking, pulling him along with me. “Until we get to the room, of course. Then you’re going to fuck me like the brat I am.”

I wrap my arms tighter around her. “Hush, Butterfly.” I press my lips to her hair. “Please stop crying.”

She sniffs.

“Want me to tell you why I call you that?” I ask her.

Cassandra nods.

“Because you remind me of one. Beautiful. Mesmerizing. Too fragile for this awful world.” I slide one hand up to palm the back of her neck. “A pretty little butterfly I can’t help but want to protect.”

Each of us girls picked a cookie from Cassie’s food blog and made them as our wedding present to her. Even the men made some, with Nero choosing Cassie’s twist on Rice Krispies bars that are made out of popcorn instead of cereal

Each of us girls picked a cookie from Cassie’s food blog and made them

Oh, fuck off,” King grumbles, then turns us the other way

Oh, fuck off,” King grumbles, then turns us the other way

but really, those two are a pair of peas in an unhinged pod

“Come for me, Butterfly. Flutter that pussy around my cock and pull me with you.”

“Such a good girl.” I feel his knees on the outside of my own as he gets closer. “My perfect Butterfly.”