Bound

XII

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Nicki's P.O.V.

She woke up early the next morning, feeling groggy but very much well rested. Nicki was butt ass naked and snuggled into Beyoncé's bare back with her face pressed between her shoulder blades.

Nicki rolled over onto her back and thanked the heavens that today was her off day, even though she knew that at this point that heaven didn't want her ass for sure now.

Nicki reached over and ran a nail along Beyoncé's bare upper arm and the other woman moved away slightly. She watched Beyoncé roll over onto her stomach after a while, and sighed..

She really had sex with a demon who was soon to be the new devil. Last night. And it was probably the best head she's gotten in her life, she'd have to have a second round to determine that one though. For research. For a friend of a friend.

Nicki didn't regret anything though. If anything, she wanted more.

She laid there for a few more minutes before getting up and taking a hot shower and going downstairs in nothing but a short silk robe to start cooking breakfast, double the amount of pancakes and bacon knowing they Beyoncé are more than an average human. And after last night, she figured she could use a little more meat in her diet this morning.

Nicki felt Beyoncé's presence before she felt her strong arms come around her shoulders as she taller woman practically draped herself over Nicki like a blanket.

"Smells good."

"I got new bacon from the meat market this time, might be a little greasier than you're used to, B."

Beyoncé hummed, pressing her face further into Nicki's neck, "Was talking about you."

Nicki cleared her throat, blushing lightly, and she was appalled at herself. Since when did she blush post sex? No matter how good it was. At the back of her mind, Nicki could feel her strongest alter egos, Roman and Barbie sitting contently in their chairs. There were never that damn calm when she was with Safaree, and that told Nicki something.

"Keep talkin like that and these eggs won't get done right."

Bey chuckled, and thankfully for the sake of the eggs and Nicki's skillet, she relented and went to sit at the

bar to steal a few pieces of bacon.

"How'd you sleep?"

Nicki shrugged halfheartedly, "Best sleep I've had in awhile, thanks to you. Do you always sleep with your...did you always sleep with your previous owners?"

Beyoncé didn't answer right away, prompting Nicki to turn around with an eyebrow raised, "No, I've slept with other humans, mostly female, but I've never really had a desire to sleep with my personal human."

Nicki turned back around, processing that information carefully, "So, why me then?"

"I don't know."

"I think you do."

"Are you calling me a liar, Nicki?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying." Nicki turned off the burner and dumped the eggs into the plate with the rest of them and set it on the counter next to the pancakes and bacon.

"You sound jealous."

"And you're avoiding the question. I'm not jealous, I'm just curious."

"You're always curious."

"Just answer the question; why me?"

Beyoncé picked up another strip of bacon, "I could tell you something heartwarming and charming...but I truly don't know, Nicki. Isn't it enough that you are just special to me?"