Nina Code Geass Table Scene Novels & Stories

Bracing myself holding my breath I simply unlocked the door with the gentlest manner possible to not leave room to be bothered by that monster. I tiptoed towards the kitchen to get some water and having drunk to my fill I wiped my chin dry, set the glass at the rack and followed the same tiptoeing when faint sounds of moaning. My legs moved in its accord where the sound continued and to my wildest shock. Nina was riding him, her hands placed on his chest as she bounced her hips back and forth in succession. I hid in a corner watching everything unfold. Her cries, and shameless screams continued till he filled her up and they slowly tore apart as she laid on his chest, her legs intertwined wi

“There’s someone here to see you.” I didn’t even look up. “Who?” “She says her name is Nina.” My jaw tightened. Of course. “Let her in,” I said finally. Zade stepped aside, and Nina walked in like she owned the room. She was dressed in a black gown, very slick and fitted, showing her curves majestically. Her hair was pinned up, a few loose strands framing her face. “You’ve been ignoring my calls,” she said, closing the door behind her, as her dark and dangerous seductive eyes landed on me.

But before I could respond, the sound of approaching footsteps cut through the kitchen’s silence. Nina strutted into the kitchen like she owned the place, her perfume announcing her presence before she even spoke. Her gaze flickered toward the priestess, then to me, as if she had already decided I was doing something wrong. Just like the first time Gaia had come here, she looked at the priestess in awe. “My priestess,” Nina breathed, practically running toward her. Gaia, who was never particularly warm toward Nina, barely concealed her frown. For the first time, I actually felt sorry for the poor girl.

But Kamara was glowing. The toy still pulsed inside her, each vibration making her thighs twitch beneath the tablecloth. She tried to sip her coffee. Her hand shook. Then— Click. The setting changed. The pulse became a slow, filthy throb, right against her G-spot. She nearly dropped her cup. Her breath hitched. She looked up. Across the dining area… Nia. Boots spread. Jacket open. Arms folded. Her eyes locked onto Kamara with such dark, feral hunger it felt like she was being fucked across the room.

Tiberius assured after disposing of the condom. “I’m ready. Let’s do this, Nina.” I nodded, closing my eyes just like Papa told me. I pictured the room Nina, and I share. It was less a room and more the villa’s garden. It felt right to be there and let her walk past me while I took a backseat in my mind. I felt the pain, but it wasn’t intense as I was with Tiberius. Soon I was Nina, and Tiberius was August.

She looks fragile; her eyes too wide, too bright, too honest. Jake bolts forward with a blanket, wrapping it around her shoulders before anyone else can move, but she barely acknowledges him. Not rudely, just… like her entire focus is on me. Her gaze is steady, unblinking. “Goddess.” Remy steps closer, his shoulders squared. “We have questions.” Nina doesn’t look at him. Her eyes stay on mine. “You may ask them.” Callen moves to Remy’s side, crossing his arms. “Did you feed the hunter's information?”

Alyson’s eyes gleamed with a meaningful smile as she watched her empty the glass. However, in a place where she could not see, Mr. Johnson’s eyes glinted menacingly under the illuminated lights. Nina placed the empty glass back on a passing server’s tray, her expression composed. She offered a polite nod and excused herself. The couple moved aside and exchanged a knowing glance, waiting for the show to unfold. As she walked away from the duo, Nina suddenly felt a strange heat spread throughout her body. Her vision blurred, and she almost tripped over but held onto the chair nearby to hold her balance.

Nate barked. He grabbed Gina’s hand, yanking her close. “And she will be my Luna.” Gina lifted her chin, tears suddenly streaming down her face as she played her role to perfection. “Please, I am just trying to help you Nina. They are your enemy, not us.” I felt sick. Axel shifted slightly, his shoulder brushing my arm, assuring me. “You’re done here,” he said. “Leave.” Nate’s gaze snapped to him. “You don’t give orders in this hall.”

He didn't know how long he stood there till he heard the tiniest of movements causing him to turn his head back to find the lady wide awake. She opened her eyes, disoriented, not knowing where she was. Frost turned from the only window in the VVIP room to find the lady wide awake. He rushed to the bed and waved his hand before her. She turned her head towards the hand. Frost, realizing that she was awake, rushed out to get Weister and they came running back into the room. Leo and Maria, wondering what the commotion was all about rushed into the room too. Vinca gaped back at the four faces staring at her.

“This isn’t your war, Anaïs.” “You made it mine the day you dragged me into it.” There was no anger in her voice. Just quiet, terrifying clarity. He felt it in his chest like a punch. And then— A sharp knock on the door. One, two, three. They froze. Cassian turned, opened it—gun in his hand behind his back. But it was Nina. Her face pale. Her breath coming in short, fast bursts. “Cassian, you need to see this.”