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He was at war with himself, glaring up at me even while he pulled his shirt over his head. He was a goddamn mystery, and I had so many questions, but when he leaned forward to untie his boots and nuzzled the outline of my cock in my sweats, all thoughts aside from sex fled.

“Unless you’re gonna put it in your mouth, I suggest you knock that shit off.”

That smirk flashed again, and he straightened, his hands running up the backs of my legs to squeeze my ass. When I narrowed my eyes, his grin grew.

“Fucking brat. On the bed. I was gonna be nice, but you’re asking for it.”

He made a tsk sound, unbuttoning his jeans and dragging them off before shifting himself to the middle of the bed. “Who the fuck wants nice?”

“The guy with the virgin ass might,” I muttered, crawling up the bed to join him. He was massive, probably too big to be on a queen-size mattress,with muscles to spare and horns that would probably gouge a hole in my headboard if I wasn’t careful. I felt powerful being in control of someone as big as him. I ran my palms up his legs and along his thighs, grinning when his cock twitched in his boxer briefs when I got too close. I ignored it, moving upwards until I was poised over him, my hands on either side of his head.

“Because I’m not an asshole, I’m gonna ask one more time. You sure about this? We can get off in other ways if you aren’t comfortable.”

His mouth twitched like he was holding back a scowl, but he dipped his chin once. “I’m sure.”

Oh, I was going to have some serious fun with this. I didn’t know why he was so damn determined to give me all the power, but I wasn’t going to turn it down. I ran my tongue along his neck, nipping on his earlobe before I whispered in his ear.

“You’re in for one hell of a surprise.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

AZIEL

A large partof my mind protested what we were doing. I didn’t enjoy giving up control. It made me feel vulnerable and weak, and I despised that. But I remembered that stupid word Athena used. Submit to the white tiger. It was torture, I hated it, but I also didn’t want to stop. Not just because of the vision Athena had, but also because, for the first time in my life, I didn’t have to think about what to do next. Declan was in charge and as much as that pissed me off, it was a little freeing. Not that I'd ever admit that to anyone. Once this vision was fulfilled or whatever, I would take back my control. I needed it to survive.

I had to fist my hands in the bedding to keep myself from taking over. It was instinct by now, and I’d never allowed myself to be beneath someone before. Declan took his time exploring me, teeth and tongue running over my skin. I snarled at him, wishing he’d pick up the fucking pace so I could be done already, and I felt him grin against my chest.

“The more you complain, the more fun it is for me. Keep going. It’ll only drag this out.”

Asshole. I wasn’t this cruel with the people I brought into my bed. Granted, I could count on one hand the amount of times I trustedsomeone enough to do that, but still. I got to the fucking point without preamble.

Declan’s teeth on my nipple forced my attention back on him and my growl tapered off into a groan. That was new. He nipped and soothed the sting with his tongue, and every swirl made my stomach tighten and my cock leak. My brow furrowed. I wasn’t that sensitive. Why–

Like he knew I was getting distracted, Declan switched sides and sucked hard enough to cause pain. My head flew back as I groaned loudly, my cock throbbing for attention.

“What the fuck are you doing to me?”

Lifting his head, Declan shot me a smug look. “Do you really want me to answer that?”

My expression flattened. No, I really didn’t. He was going to say something about me giving up control and it would only piss me off. I lifted my chin, refusing to answer, and his responding grin was a little intimidating. He was enjoying the fight, and I hated him for it.

“Relax, baby. I’m just getting started.”

“I’m not your baby,” I snapped, sucking in a sharp breath when he punished me by biting a little harder on my nipple. He teased me, switching between light and soft to sharp and rough. It was disconcerting and hard to follow, and the amount of precum leaking from my cock was making a mess. Why the hell did I enjoy this so much?

When Declan finally moved on, dragging my boxers down my legs and tossing them away, I wanted to sob with relief. I didn’t, that would never happen in my lifetime, but I felt the pressure in my chest. Declan couldn’t be human. It made no sense. There had to be sorcery involved to get me to react this way.

“Still fighting, huh? Do you ever shut your mind off?”

“Never. Can we just hurry up already?”

“That the kind of thing you say to all your hookups?” he murmured, his hot breath trailing along my length without him actually touching me. I was going to respond, at least to tell him to fuck off, but he pushed my thighs up and apart and I felt myself stiffen. I never let someone have my ass. They weren’t even allowed to play. I didn't trust people enough to allow that.

“You can always bow out. I’m not going to make you.”

That felt a little like a challenge. He probably didn’t mean it that way, he had checked more than once to make sure we were on the same page, but it still felt like one. I glared down at him, planting my feet on the bed.

“I said I’d do it. Are you gonna be a pussy about it or are you gonna do something?”