Lucifer wanted a reason to punish me? Fine. I could accept that if it meant indulging in this passion. A memory with Camillia was worth a thousand punishments.
She might not be mine for eternity, but she would be mine for today. This week, even.
Just mine,I thought, my gaze going to her mouth.And I’m going to make every second of it count.
CHAPTER25
CAMI
Shadows swirledaround me as Ajax engaged his power, making my breath catch in my throat.
I opened my mouth to protest, worried that he’d decided to disappear on me. But then my back hit the mattress of the bed, and Ajax’s delicious weight settled upon me again.
I’d been forward with my needs, ensuring he understood exactly where I stood and what I wanted.Him.
Maybe Melek had helped stoke the fires burning within me, but it was Ajax who had ignited that flame initially. And I wanted to experience him. Only him. No outside influences. No expectations. Just a joining of our bodies in a sensual dance inspired by mutual gratification.
He’d been the one to bring me to Hell.
Now he would take me to Heaven, if such a plane truly existed.
It was dangerous to want him, but I was done worrying about right and wrong. So what if he was my Warden? Yeah, I might have a sort of fucked-up kidnapping kink going on here. However, my life had always been fucked up.
And I wasn’t about to strive for normalcy now.
Ajax’s dark gaze burned into mine, the blue rims seeming to disappear beneath a black inferno of lust-driven need. He hadn’t told me what his preferences were, but I hoped he was about to show me.
His nose skimmed my cheek, his breath warm against my skin. “Your blood sings to me, sweet rebel,” he whispered, his body shuddering on top of mine. “But I can’t bite you.”
“You can cut me,” I offered, shivering at the suggestion. Az had nicked my breast the first time we’d played, giving Ajax the essence he’d craved. It’d stung at first, but then Ajax’s mouth had stolen the pain away and replaced it with exquisite pleasure.
I wanted to feel that again.
To give him what he needed while he indulged in my expectations, too.
A low rumble left his chest as he started kissing my neck, his palms skimming up my sides. We were both still fully clothed—me in my robe and babydoll dress, him in gray sweatpants and a T-shirt. I could tell he’d showered again recently, maybe even with Az.
Did they fuck?I wondered.Or did they fight?
Maybe both.
My mind painted an erotic picture of them fighting while fucking, which only had my legs tensing even more around Ajax’s waist. The two males were lethal creatures, their hungers darkly intense. I shared in that carnal desire, craving their roughness. Their masculine touch. Their fierceneed.
Ajax’s hands reached my shoulders, his mouth going to my ear. “As much as I like this silky material on you, I need it to disappear.” His words were followed by a blast of magic that singed my skin, causing me to gasp.
Warmth flooded my veins, enhanced by the scent of pine and mint.
I shuddered, goose bumps pebbling across my heated flesh as the fabric seemed to melt away from my body, leaving me naked beneath Ajax. “That’s a handy trick,” I breathed.
He hummed in agreement, another wave of power removing his own clothes. “It is. But don’t mistake it for me rushing the moment. I’m going to make you so ready for me that you’ll be begging me to fuck you.”
I was already halfway there, my boldness having forced words from my mouth before that I hadn’t anticipated saying.
But somehow I’d known he’d needed to hear my desires voiced aloud.
And it’d worked.
Oh, yes, how it worked,I marveled as his pierced cock met my sensitive center. I arched into him in response, earning a chuckle from the male above me.
