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The pull on my scalp didn’t upset me. In fact, it made my blood run hotter. The slight sting of pain felt like bliss. Even through the haze of lust, I tried to hide how much he was torturing me. Every cell in my body wanted him. Craved him.
Surrender would feel so fucking sweet.
Understanding widened his eyes. “Do you like that? Do you like it when I control you?”
“You’re just turned on by the sound of your own voice, aren’t you?” I blustered, putting on my brave face. Trying to keep the shreds of dignity I had left.
He tightened his hold on my hair and slapped my ass.
I yelped and squirmed in his lap. My skin stung where his hand had struck. All of it was pure pleasure, and I wanted more.
Gods. I wanted him inside me.
“I think you do like it,” he murmured, rubbing his palm over the sore skin.
“No,” I bit out. Yes, I wanted to say. But how could I? I wasn’t even sure what I was resisting for, and yet I couldn’t make myself let go like I wanted to.
Razai let go of my hair and ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “Maybe you haven’t met the person who can bring out the best in you.” He pressed two fingers against my teeth. “Suck.”
I kept them closed, my mind blurring with the words. Suck on his fingers? Why the fuck would I—
He pushed again, and my mouth opened obediently. As soon as my tongue met his flesh, Razai’s gaze darkened with need.
He wanted me.
He was struggling just as much.
Somehow that knowledge was enough to make me close my lips around his fingers. Who gave a fuck anymore? It wasn’t a cock, but the way he watched me made it clear that’s what he wished it was.
“Good girl,” he praised, then grunted when my teeth clamped down on him. He chuckled at my glare. “You are way too cute to pull off bratty, but somehow you do it.”
I bit down a little harder, and that smirk disappeared. “Bite down any more and I’ll fuck you on this couch right now, do you understand? I don’t care if security comes to kick us out. I’ll just let them watch while I make you moan. Is that what you want? Does that turn you on?”
I paused. The cold, impersonal logic reminded me that I did not want strangers watching me get fucked while also trying to kick me out.
He grinned when I released him. “That’s what I thought.”
“You talk way too much,” I repeated.
“Aw. Are you going to pout? Please, I can practically feel you dripping when I tell you filthy things. It’s written all over your face. Don’t even try to hide it.”
“That’s not true.”
“Well, maybe not written all over your face, but every time I say something that turns you on, your legs squeeze me and you grind into me a little more. Stop that blushing, Gray. You’re making it very difficult to hold back.”
“This is you holding yourself back?” I asked numbly, still mortified.
Razai’s brow lifted in challenge. “I’ve hardly touched you. If I weren’t holding back, you would have already come. At least once—fucking hell, stop.”
I covered my hot cheeks, glaring. “And how am I supposed to stop?” Especially with him talking like that.
Surprise froze his features, and then delight shattered it away. To my utter shock, the archangel pulled me into a hug, chest shaking with laughter. “Okay. I take it back. Look at me like that for as long as you like.”
“You’re so fucking weird,” I accused, voice muffled in his shirt. Gods, he smelled good. Clean and heady at the same time. It made me want to curl up with him in bed.
What kind of dark magic was this man using to make me act like such an idiot?
A knock on the door startled me. Razai didn’t budge. Not even when I wriggled in his arms. The man was a damn cage.
