Novel & Cerita Maki X Nico

Show her the pictures," Nikki hit him a couple more times, forcing him to take out his phone and find the evidence. He turned the phone around so I could see what was on his screen. The photo was of a nerdy teen, with clunky braces and thick black glasses which failed to hide his acne-scarred face. If it weren't for the boy's piercing green eyes, I would have doubted that it was of the same guy who was now sitting beside me. "Ok, I retract my previous statement," I announced. "Nikki, you're a miracle worker." "I certainly am," she joked, brushing off her shoulders, "and given that your starting point is like a million times better than his was, it shouldn't be too hard to make sure every guy

Instead of losing his temper, he forced himself to calm down Meanwhile, Harvey looked at Maki with great interest. He wasn’t intimidated by Chief Takei at all. In fact, he was slightly curious about him. Maki was just a King of Arms at the end of the day. Harvey wondered who on earth gave him the courage to stir up chaos on Country H’s soil.

"We'll stretch you nice and slow, just like last time." I bite my lip. "Umm, who's fucking my ass this time?" "Mace," Niko answers, grinning. "He's the smallest of us three. Plus, this will give him plenty of practice for when he finally decides to fuck me." My brows lift. "Somehow, I don't think it's going to feel the same way." Niko chuckles. "Hey, a tight ass is a tight ass." Mason groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Jesus fucking Christ. What are we gonna do with you?"

We both quickly put our shoes back on and Nico clasped my hand once more and we stepped through the portal. After exiting the portal, the three of us went directly to the mess hall. Nico still had my hand firmly planted in his, and I didn’t protest. I liked the feeling of him touching me. The whole team was here: Jax, Aurora, Sophia, Alex, Chase, and Kai, as well as two others I hadn’t seen before. Once we made it to the table where they were gathered, the two newcomers bowed their heads at Nico. Obviously they knew who he was. “Ryan, this is Maverick, my right-hand man and commander of my army.” Nico gestured to the burly man that had long, straight black hair and the most beautiful bright

Nico ordered, voice colder now. “Please,” I gasped. “I want to taste him. I want to swallow it all. Please let me, sir.” Maddox groaned as he stroked himself. “Damn. That mouth. That voice.” “Hands behind your back,” Nico said. “No touching. Just wait. Be patient.” I obeyed, staying on my knees, mouth open. Maddox watched me with hungry eyes as he came, thick spurts hitting my tongue. I swallowed it all without flinching, never breaking eye contact with Nico.

I love to dance and have been dancing since I could walk. My best friend Asha is the one who told him about this new dance group called the Nitro girls. The Nitro Girls are kinda like cheerleaders, but they focus more on dancing. I Sent a tape to Asha and she sent it to Kimberly's page, who's the leader and creator of Nitro Girls. Kimberly called me two days later and asked me when I could start. She was impressed with my flexibility and also my fluid movement, I told Kimberly that I could start at the end of the month and now the time has come for me to pack up and live it up in Tampa Florida.

**MYRKON** By the time Nico pushed Lena’s shop open, it was already dark. She sat at her table, glasses halfway down her nose, mending a sleeve. A lamp burned low beside her. “You’re back,” she said without looking up. “We thank the gods of the sea that they didn’t swallow you this time.” “They tried,” Nico said. “I’m very charming. I persuaded it to spit me out.” Lena snorted, then glanced at the window. “You’re too late for any mending,” she said. “We’ve closed.”

I kissed Ellison’s forehead and gave him back to my mom, “we’ll be back when we find the next.” As we drove, I looked at Nico’s profile, his strong jaw line littered with black scruff, his perfect straight nose, his thick black curls that lazily fall over his forehead and a smile that could take my breath away. I cleared my throat, “Nico, the next Blood Moon we will conceive our first child, what do you want a boy or a girl?” His chuckle was loud, “we have 150 years to think about that, but I already know what I want, a healthy pup that looks like you, but with my charm.”