Mikhail's words irritated Lucien even more, and he rolled his eyes with a sharp huff. "You're the one who made me like this," he snapped. "Next time, try being gentle."
For a moment, Diablo looked genuinely surprised. Then a slow, arrogant grin spread across his face.
"Oh," he said lightly, "you want me to be gentle. You should have said that from the start."
He leaned in and kissed him, slower this time, almost careful. His lips sucked softly at Lucien's, unhurried and teasing.
One hand slid down to his chest, fingers finding his nipple and twisting it, tugging just enough to make it ache pleasantly.
The omega sucked in a breath as his body reacted immediately, his cock stirring again despite his irritation. Mikhail chuckled and pulled back just enough to look at him.
"You're easily turned on for someone who claims to hate his alpha," he teased.
Lucien scowled deeply. "Shut up. This is just how an omega body works," he grumbled. "And you're creepy when you act gentle."
