I Love Them.

I Love Them.
Liora's POV

He stood up, his eyes fixed on me. My gaze dropped to his chest, taking in his hard abs and muscular arms. All of this had been right in front of me the whole time, but I had been so focused on Ralph that I hadn't gotten the chance to properly admire him.

Azrael grabbed the edge of the duvet and pulled it over his head. I watched him climb onto the bed toward me.

I patted the space beside me. His fingers brushed against my legs before he uncrossed them, parting them wide enough for him to settle comfortably between them.

His hands snaked around my waist, caging me against him while his head slipped underneath the duvet, his eyes looking up at me.

I forced myself not to laugh. “Can't you cuddle like a normal person?”

He groaned dramatically. “This is normal.”

I pouted at him. “I'm supposed to be the one getting cuddled.”

His tired hungry eyes met mine as he moved farther beneath the duvet, the fabric sliding down his head until his face stopped only inches away from mine.

His lips nearly brushed against mine.

I gulped softly, staring into his eyes.

Azrael grinned before resting his head against my breasts, pressing a soft kiss there. The heat from his lips made my nipples tighten instantly beneath the fabric.

He always had a way of ending conversations.

“Azrael,” I gasped softly, feeling his hands rub slowly against my back. The coolness of his fingers only made my nipples tighten more painfully.

My face burned furiously.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and lifted toward me. He shifted slightly, moving his face away from my chest before his gaze slowly lowered.

I followed his eyes and immediately caught sight of my nipples pressing visibly against the thin fabric of my oversized shirt.

“I want to check something,” he murmured, his voice dangerously low.

Before I could say anything, his grip loosened around my waist and he slowly lifted my shirt, pausing briefly before slipping his head underneath it.

“W-what are you checking?” I shuddered, feeling his warm breath brush against my left nipple.

Subconsciously, I arched my body toward him, inviting him closer, and unexpectedly my nipple brushed directly against his lips.

“A-Azrael.” My eyes snapped open immediately, realizing what I had just done.

He pressed warm kisses against my breasts before moving toward the left one. I felt his tongue flick lightly across the sensitive skin, making my toes curl tightly.

Slowly, he circled his tongue around my nipple before sucking it into his hot mouth.

My eyes rolled back as my mouth parted, a soft moan escaping my lips.

I grabbed onto his head through the fabric of the shirt, feeling how tightly and hungrily he sucked my nipple into his mouth.

“I-it was supposed to be cuddling, Azrael. Mm.” I gasped when I felt his fingers brushing against my pussy. “No, not there.”

His finger rubbed slowly against my entrance while his thumb pressed gently against my clit, sending sharp shocks through my body.

I spread my legs wider, pressing myself more tightly against him.

I wanted him inside me.

As if sensing my thoughts, he shifted the G string aside, his fingers teasing my entrance slowly.

God, I was definitely dripping down there.

I released his head before peeking down through the loose neck of my shirt. His eyes stared up at me darkly, filled with hunger.

A faint flush spread across his face while his eyes looked heavy and misty.

He released my left nipple with a wet pop and I noticed how red and swollen it looked before he moved toward the right one, his gaze fixed on it intensely.

A strangled moan escaped my lips as I let go of the shirt completely, both hands gripping his head tightly.

That was my sensitive breast!

At the same time, I felt his fingers slowly slide inside me.

His fingers moved gently while his tongue twirled around my nipple inside his warm mouth.

“God!” I moaned loudly, grabbing onto his head as I tried pulling him away from my nipple, but he only pressed closer, his teeth sinking softly into the sensitive flesh and sending violent shocks through me.

My hand pressed tightly over my mouth as dizziness overtook me. My head fell back against the headboard while whiteness clouded my vision.

My legs tightened around him instinctively, but at that exact moment his fingers slipped out of me and both of his hands spread my legs wider apart.

His mouth left my nipple and I shuddered in disappointment.

Azrael slowly pulled his head out from underneath my shirt before looking up at me.

Slowly, he licked his bottom lip while holding my gaze.

I knew I probably looked like a slutty nun right then, just like he had called me before.

“Why are you holding back?” he asked softly, gripping the duvet lightly. “You know this room is soundproof, right? And the maids aren't even here.”

I blinked at him. “I- I wasn't holding back. I thought we were just cuddling.”

A slow grin spread across his face. “This is my version of cuddling.”

My face burned even hotter.

“Relax,” he murmured, his voice softening slightly. “We're not going all the way tonight. I just want to make you feel good, so stop holding yourself back for me.”

I let out a shaky breath, deeply tempted by his words.

Still, I nodded slowly.

He pressed a deep kiss against my lips before slipping underneath my shirt again, sucking harder on my nipple than before.

My legs tightened around him while my toes curled helplessly.

I held onto his head, breathing shakily.

Slowly, he moved downward, releasing my nipple before trailing kisses across my chest and stomach until I suddenly felt a tug against the G-string.

The pull tightened sharply until I heard a sudden snap.

I couldn't feel the G string anymore.

He had already ripped the fabric apart.

“You tore it!” I screamed, shoving my hands underneath the duvet, but instead they accidentally slipped into his mouth.

He sucked teasingly against my fingers before I quickly pulled my hand away.

A low chuckle escaped him. “I'll buy you more, Flower.”

My pussy tightened instantly.

It had been so long since he had called me that in that tone.

Azrael moved away from the bed before his strong arms grabbed my waist, pulling me toward the edge of the mattress.

He knelt between my legs, kissing my thigh softly, and at that exact moment, I suddenly felt him tugging at the duvet.

I grabbed it immediately, holding it tightly against myself.

He paused.

Forcing myself to look down at him, I noticed the surprised look on his face.

“What's wrong?”

My face heated instantly. “I-I'm embarrassed showing myself to you like this. I'm used to covering myself and—”

He cut me off before I could finish.

“Is it because of the marks around your waist?”

I froze instantly, too startled to say anything.

He climbed back onto the bed and crawled toward me before capturing my lips deeply.

He sucked softly against my bottom lip before pulling away just as I was about to kiss him back.

His eyes stared directly into mine.

“I love them.”