"So, we hide this from him even though it has everything to do with him? Makes sense" Felix mutters under his breath. Roxy hits him on the head with a paper rod.

"Do you want to help or not?" She crosses her arms, hair flying like a tough-looking soldier. He sighs.
"He's going to skin us alive if he finds out"
"That's the point, smarty-pants. He won't find out!" I plop down beside him on the bed.

"This is Zane motherfucking Aleksander we're talking about. You think he won't suspect a thing?" He looks at me, his eyes silently begging me to stop this.
"Felix, I asked you a question. Do you want to help?"

He rubs his face with his hand, making a weird noise, then sighs.
"Do I have a choice?"

"Okay, now that that's out of the way, let's focus on more important things" Roxy says.
"Why am I even here? You know that I'm not gonna help you, right?" Bianca leans against the wide window to my right, looking sharply at Roxy.

"And me! I'm his fucking spy. Why do I have to do this?" Royce kicks the wall angrily. I roll my eyes.

"Look, we need your help in this. Zane won't admit it, but we all know it killed him when he was asked to spare Tyril and Mal. We kill them without anyone knowing, and it's done. Murder is something y'all are good at, isn't it?"

Felix rolls his eyes.
"So, what's your plan?"

Roxy claps her hands and Royce brings over the large whiteboard, hanging it on the wall. She takes a marker and starts explaining.

"I know the ACE HQ better than anyone here, since I've visited it quite often in my youth"

"You're twenty-nine" Bianca remarks. We snicker a little before turning our attention back to Roxy. I grab a pillow from Felix's bed and settle it on my lap.

"Royce, you're best at keeping an eye on things. Felix, as much as I hate to admit it, you're a decent sniper. Bianca, your wits are gonna come in handy. And Astraea"

I blink at her, waiting for the sarcastic, sassy comment, but it never comes. Instead, she grabs a gun from one of the bedside tables.
"Hey! Stop messing around with my things!" Felix shouts.

She holds it out in front of me. I'm a little hesitant at first, but eventually, I take it.

"Astraea, Felix is going to train you"

I look at Felix, who looks just as confused as I.
"You want me to train her? Do you know that I have a fucking job that I need to do? Zane is going to-"
"And that's why the training sessions are going to be held after midnight"

The room goes still.
"I'm not sacrificing my sleep for a training session" I quickly say. She scoffs.
"Do you want to help or not?"

"With that settled, let's go over the plan"

My eyes are weary as I walk back to the room. I haven't had the time to go back to my apartment, and honestly don't want to go back. I leave at 9:30 am for college, and return at 3:45 pm. I've gotten into a habit of calling Rina and Cal whenever I have the time.

Also, I don't have anything to worry about since Rina is here with Felix most of the time.

They say that they aren't dating, but we all know the truth.

I open- or I try to open the bedroom door, but I'm hauled inside before I have the chance to protest.

Zane holds me pressed to the door, one of his hands wrapped tightly around my throat, and the other on my waist. I sigh in relief.

"You scared me! You don't just go and pull people into your room! It's creepy!" He laughs gently before planting a kiss on my cheek, his breath hot.
"You're not just people to me, Iris" His hand, that was previously on my waist, drops to my hips as he draws circles.

"What do you want?" I yawn in his face, ignoring the guilt when I recall where I just was.

His face rests on my throat, his hand tightening just slightly. I hold my breath.
"I want you"

"Cheesy" I raise a brow at him, too tired to even argue.
"You're tired?" He asks so innocently that I almost squeal. Though I know he's the farthest thing from innocent.

"Not anymore. What do you want?" I raise my arms and rest them comfortably on his shoulders. He smirks.

In a swift motion, I'm lifted from the ground and subconsciously wrap my legs around his torso, my face slamming into the air.

His face drops between my breasts and he kisses the still covered place. I don't even realise when he throws me onto the bed, getting on top.

"I want to hurt you" He says, in the softest of whispers when his tongue darts over my collarbone, making my back arch. Mindlessly, I breathe,
"Hurt me, Zane"

His hands tear all the clothes from my body until I'm left in nothing but a pair of undies. I shiver as the cold air of the room hits my skin, forming goosebumps.

My hands ultimately fumble to unbutton his shirt, all while his gaze is completely fixed on my lips. Once I drop the shirt, his lips land on mine in a fierce and breathtaking kiss that sends signals between my legs.

A dark chuckle leaves his lips when I start grinding on his thigh. Without a word, his knee presses into my centre, earning a loud moan.

"Zane, please" My nails dig into his muscular shoulders, the muscles rippling under my fingertips. He hungrily leaves open-mouthed kisses from my collarbone to the sensitive spot below my ear.

Both of my hands are pinned above my head in a flash as he unbuckles his belt and kicks it off the bed. I'm not proud of the sounds that leave my mouth when I take a look at him.

He's so big.

It's also ugly, but that's another thing.

His face drops to my stomach, where he lays kisses, going lower and lower until he reaches the waistband of my panties. My breathing is so heavy it sounds like I'm suffocating, my heart beating like a drum in a festival.

His teeth grip the fabric and he tears it off of my body before tossing it somewhere. It feels so wet that I think I just took a shower.

"You're so fucking sexy" His mouth brushes against the place between my legs, making me cry out in name in response. I tightly clench the sheets in my fists.

I close my eyes and wait for his next move, but it never comes. After a few more moments, I open my eyes to see him above me, a look in his eyes that I can't quite name.

"What? Why'd you stop?" I softly whisper. He doesn't say anything for a moment, but then his eyes lift from my body, and settle on mine.

"Fuck, Astraea" He glances back down "Just look at yourself" I see him grow harder with every word. When I look down and don't see anything special, I look back at him, confused.

"Helpless, sweaty, and so fucking wet it's ridiculous" His fingers move down to touch me. I moan loudly.

"You look so fucking pretty like this" His head dips down to my throat, and he bites, just slightly, but it's enough to make me push myself against his rock hard chest.

"You like being a good fucking girl for me?" He questions, authority booming in his voice. I nod without thinking of anything else. Immediately, his hand increases the pace, making me scream so hard it hurts.

"Words" He speaks, his fingers roughly moving in and out. I try to speak, but end up stuttering each time.
"Yes. I d-do" I gasp as I feel him line himself up. My hands automatically grasp his shoulder, tightly clutching his muscles. He moves in slowly, making me scream. Then out, and then in again until I see stars.

At first, he goes slow, but then his pace increases, making the headboard bang against the back wall.

"Zane!" I scream out, holding onto him for dear life. His hands grip my hips, his nails digging into the flesh, but the pleasure is too much to think of anything else. I moan and throw my head back.

"You're such a fucking slut" He chuckles when I push myself against him harder.

"So fucking tight for me" He grunts. My nails scratch his back so hard I think it draws blood. His face is completely on my breasts, occasionally biting and sucking. All my nerves go haywire as I prepare for the release.

"I'm gonna-"
"No"

I snap my head towards him even as my belly feels completely full, my hips pushing against him with each hard stroke. He raises a brow.
"Did I stutter, Astraea?" I shake my head and scream when he goes harder.

"Please, I-"
"Shut it"

My throat hurts almost as much as my hips. Don't even get me started on my friendly neighbour down there. It feels like it's getting wrecked.

"Fuck, Zane. Please. I'm fucking begging you. I-I" I gasp like a fish out of water and wiggle under his grip uncontrollably as he does all the work.

He laughs, as if this is the purest form of entertainment for him, and mumbles near my ear.

"Come for me, Astraea"

Right when he says that, I feel myself clench around him as I have the most mind blowing orgasm of my life. My head feels lighter, my arms and legs impossibly heavy, and my eyes threaten to close any second. I don't think I knew tiredness until this moment. The amount of exhaustion I felt earlier was nothing compared to this.

I fall back onto the bed and close my eyes, trying so hard to calm my heart down even as my hands shake. I almost want to cry. I have no idea why.

But then, I'm pulled to his rock hard chest and his arms drape over me, completely covering my body. I breathe heavily.

"It's okay, my love. You're alright" He whispers, kissing my cheek. I nod.

His hands comfortingly stroke my back, calming me down, and he continues telling me how good I did, and how much he appreciates me.

He never says I love you.

I cuddle closer to him, and rest my face on his chest, not listening to him anymore.

"Astraea?" I look up at him, raising my eyebrows but not opening my eyes. He lays a kiss on my nose.

"I'm so glad you exist"

I smile, eyes still closed, and nod, burying myself deeper into his chest.

"Iris?"
"Hm?"
"Did I hurt you?"
I shake my head and wrap both arms around him, feeling the scars under my fingers.

It's then that I realise. I know him. I know his gaze, his smile, his passion. I know his touch and the way he laughs. I know his likes, dislikes, preferences and priorities. In that moment, I realise that he's mine.

It took me so long to realise it, but I do now.

Zane Elias Aleksander. The son of satan. Heart of stone. The biggest fucking bastard in New York is mine.

And it shouldn't have made me as happy as it did.

A/N

1900 words of detailed SMUT!!!!!

When I said it was going to be worth it, I meant it.

Anyway, smut aside, I love them possibly more than I've ever loved any of my fictional couples. I love them more than Yash and Sehar. More than Sav and Hyat. I never thought they'd become such a big part of me, but they did.

Anyway x2
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