"Hng-aa," I moaned softly as Azrael's thumb brushed over my nipple again. The water felt cool around us, but my body was burning up.
He pulled me closer on his thighs. His hardness pressed against me, thick and demanding. I shivered, gripping his wet shirt tighter.
"Azrael..." I whispered, my voice shaky.
"Shh," he murmured against my ear. His breath was hot. "Let me take care of you."
His lips crashed on mine. This kiss was rough, hungry, like he wanted to claim every part of me. I kissed him back, my fingers digging into his shoulders. The pain in my tummy slowly faded, replaced by something hotter, needier.
He broke the kiss and trailed his mouth down my neck. Soft bites, then gentle licks. I arched into him, gasping. My bare breasts pressed against his chest. The water splashed lightly as I moved.
"You scared me," he growled low. "Seeing his arms around you... I wanted to kill him."
"I didn't mean to," I breathed. "It just happened."
