"Don't," he murmured against her jaw, his lips trailing down her neck, over her collarbone. "Don't… say anything please."
Her pulse hammered in her throat, in her stomach, in her knees. Every nerve felt on fire. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as he kissed her rune again, this time a little harder, more claiming, his hands still pinning her hand above her head.
Athena felt like she was about to die and give up.
He was clouding every rational thought in her head.
Her chest heaved, her breath coming in short pants. "Azrael… please… if you don't stop, I won't—"
He looked up finally, swallowed hard, jaw clenched as his hands eased off. He slowly stood, moving out from between her legs, towering over her.
His chest still heaved, breaths ragged, eyes dark with need barely restrained. Without a word, he reached for her hand, his fingers brushing hers.dending electronic through his body. "Come on," he murmured, his voice rough, like he was fighting every instinct in his body.
