Confident?" he said lazily. "Baby, if I wanted to be confident…" His eyes held hers as his tone dipped into something wicked. "You would be beneath me by now… screaming, 'Don't stop, Zrael… fuck me, baby.'"
He even dared mimicked her voice.
Athena's eyes widened instantly, heat rushing to her face before she could stop it.
"What the fuck?" She smacked his chest lightly, mortified and flustered. "Don't say stuff like that!"
"Why?" His grin deepened, eyes roaming her flushed face with clear satisfaction. "I like your face like this."
His voice lowered into something dangerous. "It makes me want to do dangerous things to you."
Athena's breath caught. Her racing heart did absolutely nothing to help the heat curling through her body, settling low and heavy.
She'd been horny since the moment he marked her, but now it was unbearable. Every second made it worse. She hated how aware she was of him. Of herself. Of the way her body reacted without permission.
