He just wasn’t ready to admit it.
My balls grew heavier with each flick of his wrist, and my spine bowed as he gently rolled his hand over my throbbing tip.
I glanced down to watch him work me through hooded eyes, and my breath caught as he jerked me faster.
Fuck. No one felt as good as he did.
Whatever Fenrir and Sköll had done for me was dull in comparison. My flesh was alight with Shemhazai’s proximity. My fuckingsoulfelt like it was trying to leave my body to get closer to his.
He was ruining me, and I was fuckinglettinghim. For the first time since I met him, I hated it.
“It doesn’t matter if you bore me. You’re still mine, and you will fuck who I tell you to fuck or no one at all,” he finally snarled, and I let out a breathy laugh that turned into a groan, and he squeezed me again.
“No,” I growled.
“Excuse me?” I met his gaze head-on, letting him see how serious I was.
“I said fuckingno,Shemhazai. I just spent the night watching you shove your tongue down another man’s throat. Do that to me again, and I’m fucking gone.”
It was brief, but a flicker of vulnerability crossed his face before his cold mask of fury replaced it. He ran his hand up and down my shaft faster, his fingers digging harder into my jaw as he worked me. Instead of responding to what I said, he dropped his gaze to stare at my cock as he stroked it. He licked his lips as a bead of precum formed on my fat, aching tip, and I wished he would put it in his fucking mouth.
“You’re close,” he observed. It wasn’t a question, but I grunted a headyyesin response anyway.
“You gonna come for me, Gabriel? That’s what you wanted, right? You wanted to come?” He worked me harder, his spit-slick hand sending sparks of heat through my entire body.
“Fuck,yes,” I arched as my orgasm hit me, my balls contracting almost painfully with the force of it.
Shem’s eyes glittered with triumph, and I realized too late that I’d played right into his twisted little paws.
The first spurt of cum erupted from my tip, and without warning, Shem plugged my slit with his thumb. My eyes widened as ecstasy immediately turned to agony.
I thrashed in his grip in an attempt to dislodge his hand as he prevented me from ejaculating, but he held me firmly in place, a sadistic, satisfied smile curling on his lips as he effectively ruined my orgasm.
“Take it, little bird. Take your punishment.Feel it.Does it hurt?”
“Yes!”I whined, thrusting into his hand, desperate for relief.
“Yeah. I bet it does,” he growled as my cock buckled and throbbed fruitlessly in his punishing grip.
He kept me plugged through the entire thing, refusing to let me go until he was good and sure I wouldn’t get one ounce of pleasure from my climax.
Only when it was finally over did he relinquish his iron grip on both my face and my cock—and I wanted to fucking kill him.
He stepped back, straightening himself out and glancing down at me with a look of disdain.
“Remember your place,” he hissed before turning to leave.
I saw fuckingred.
Before I could think about what I was doing, I had him against the wall by the throat. We were in a nearly identical position to the one he’d had Sköll in moments before.
I was snarling in his face like a rabid animal.
He didn’t fight me; he just smirked, his eyes still dark and angry but infuriatinglysatisfied.
“Finally,” he purred. “A reaction from you.”
I narrowed my gaze on him and squeezed his throat harder, which only seemed to please him more.
