Page 46 of Raziel
I yanked her panties aside.
“This what you want?” I dragged my cock through her slick.
“Fuck yes,” she spat. “Don’t make me wait.”
I shoved inside.
“You like it when I fuck you angry,” I growled, hand wrapping around her throat. “Told you I’d make you sore.”
“Yes—” Her nails dug into the dresser.
I reached down, slid a finger into her ass. She moaned, pushing back onto me.
“You’re mine, Maya.”
“Yes, yes—”
Then we heard it.
“Raziel?” Alessia’s voice.
Maya stiffened. I fucked her deeper.
“Raziel, where are you?”
Maya tried to twist away. I pinned her.
“Not until I finish.”
She whimpered as I bit her neck.
“Say my name.”
“No—”
I thrust harder.
“Fuck… Raziel.”
I came with a groan, spilling inside her.
She bolted for the balcony as the knock came.
I adjusted my pants, face cold when the door opened.
"What are you doing in here?" Alessia asked, relief stretching her mouth into a smile. “I was looking for you.”
“Needed a minute to myself.”
She glanced behind me but didn’t push it.
“Maya disappeared. Then you did too. I wondered if she was with you.”
I shrugged and frowned.
“Why would she be with me?”
“She’s the kind that seduces men like you,” Alessia said, tone soft but sour. “Her and her sister. I’ve heard rumors, you know. About Priest’s first wife. About how the other sister might’ve hadsomething to do with her suicide. They’d been involved. The wife found out.”
