Page 18 of Hell Fae Prince

“Fires,” Az rumbled in a purr-like sound before releasing Cami and taking a step back.

My brow furrowed as I stared at him, confused by his sudden move away from the beautiful woman. “Did I burn you?” I asked,wondering if perhaps my spell had tried to attack him as a result of my internal conflict toward him.

He shook his head, his violet eyes meeting mine. “No. But I need you to let me use you, to take the edge off.”

My eyebrows lifted. “Are you fucking kidding me? You want me to bend over for you? Take your?—”

“I want you to fuck me,” he interjected, his unexpected request causing my eyes to widen.

Azneverlet me fuck him.

He was dominant to his very core, always preferring to be in charge while forcing me to his will. That was our dynamic. We’d fight and fuck, almost always with me beneath him.

“Please,” he added, the word sounding strange on his lips. “Weeks of being mated without a release… cutting off Typhos… I…”

He closed his eyes, his breath leaving him on a pained exhale, one that didn’t sound anything like the man I knew.

“My Phoenixfire is blazing hot, Ajax. A safe word isn’t enough. I need you to help me stay in control… by accepting some of my power first.” His eyes implored me to help him, yet another abnormality.

Az possessed supreme abilities. He never bowed.

Yet he was practically begging me now, to the point of offering complete submission.

It was a show of trust—he knew he could rely on me to take care of him, to assist him, toguardhim. Even as he was angry and fighting, his faith in me remained resolute.

Or perhaps it was his knowledge that I would never let him hurt Cami.

That I would do whatever it took to protect her, even from him if needed.

“I can handle your fire,” Cami said, reaching for Az.

He let her touch him, but his gaze held mine, his eyes flickering with an erotic mix of black and purple fire.

I could see the power rimming his pupils, his Phoenix dying to explode.

I wasn’t sure what he meant about cutting off Lucifer, but I understood the need toclaim.

His Phoenix had bitten me and Cami, but the man himself hadn’t finished the mating. He needed to fuck us to culminate our bonds. And in doing so, he would release an exorbitant amount of power.

Since I’d recently mated Cami, I knew what that pull felt like, how feral the need was to take my bonded female.

Az had that same pressure weighing on him—times two. Plus, it’d been weeks since his animal had initiated his claim.

His ability to last this long without begging was just a testament to his steadfast control. Especially since he’d apparently been in charge this entire time, or one with his Phoenix, or however he’d explained it.

He’d followed our lead.

Bowed to us.

All while waiting for a moment to explain himself and ask for forgiveness.

It didn’t surprise me that he’d started with Cami. Or maybe their conversation had begun in a different way.

Regardless, it was done. We understood him now. And he needed an outlet.

“Az,” Cami pressed, her nails digging into his chest. “I can take this. I can takeyou.”

“I have no doubt you can take me, little warrior,” he replied, finally looking at her. “And you will. But I need to relieve some pressure first. Otherwise, I’ll hold back on instinct, which will ruin the lesson you requested.”