Monarch

Nikki Feral just fucked a guy senseless and he's already talking about round two tomorrow night. She shuts that down fast—tells him straight up she's not looking for anything serious. Classic Nikki move. Then Michael storms in. He sees the dude still half-naked on her bed and freezes in the doorway. She tries to call after him, says she never promised him anything, but he's gone before she finishes the sentence. Next morning she's sitting in a briefing with Lieutenant Commander Nichols and Isa Fuchs, all business. Later though? Nichols pulls her into a private room and fucks her like she's got something to prove. Nikki takes it rough and loud and grinning the whole damn time.