He stepped behind me, brushed aside my hair, and draped the necklace around my neck. Once he’d latched it, he turned me toward a full-length mirror.
My breath caught. It looked out of place against my cheap dress. This necklace needed class, and I’d never have that.
I moved to undo the clasp.
“Leave it.” Az’zael’s breath brushed my ear. In the mirror, his eyes fastened onto the diamonds resting against my collarbone, as if he was trying to memorize every atom.
He reached back into the case and removed the matching bracelet, then secured it around my wrist. The texture of his scales raspedagainst my sensitive skin, sending a small shiver through me. Unable to resist, I leaned into his wide chest, nestling under his chin.
“There.” His arm came around my waist, securing me against him.
Something huge and hard prodded my lower back, and my heart pounded in my ears.
“It’s a good start,” he rumbled in my ear.
“I can’t. It’s too much,” I whispered. I couldn’t stop looking at the way the necklace sparkled. Or how his arm was wrapped around my waist, pinning me to his larger body.
His dick jerked against my ass, and he pulled away enough that it no longer touched me.
“I insist. Take both. Actually, take this, too.” He leaned sideways and removed a pair of earrings from the case, holding them up to my ears. Simple diamond teardrops, no embellishments, just like the other pieces in the set.
“They’re lovely, but I can’t.” I started to remove the bracelet as well, but his other hand stopped me, his scales warm against my wrist, rasping against my skin.
“These are a set. They should stay together. And they look perfect on you.” His eyes went heavy-lidded at that last remark.
Knees trembling, I said, “Thank you. They’re beautiful.” My breath came in short pants, heat building in my blood from the intense way he watched me as I removed my cheap earrings and reached for the diamonds still clutched in his claws.
“Let me,” he said.
I licked my lips and nodded. He inserted them into my ears. Behind him, his wings spread, creating a little pocket so it was just us and our reflections in the mirror. His eyes blazed a trail from the necklace to the earrings to the bracelet.
Slowly, he ran his fingers along the line of the diamond necklace, where cool metal met the heated flesh of my collarbone. Heat followed the trail of his finger and into my blood.
I glanced up and met his eyes in the mirror. They were glowing gold. He leaned closer, one arm wrapping around my front, pressing me to him again. There was a question in his eyes, as if asking for permission for the full-body contact.
I tucked myself closer to him. His erection pressed tight against my ass.
Holy shit, I don’t know if that’s going to fit.Wetness gathered at my core. I was definitely down to try.
“They sparkle on you,” he murmured, heat blazing in his gaze.
I wiggled around to face him and pressed my body to his as heat pooled low in my belly.
Was it my imagination, or weretwobulges pressed against my stomach? I licked my lips and opened my mouth to ask, because that seemed like important information—Tab A into Slot B? Maybe not so much.
His lips descended on mine, and all thought fled.
His mouth was wider than mine, but warm and cautious. The second I opened my lips beneath his, his tongue swept in, exploring. It was thick and long and oh god it wasforkedand it tickled every sensitive spot in my mouth and sent a flood of desire through me.
One muscled arm hitched me up until I could wrap my legs around his waist, underneath where his wings met his back. The delicate, leathery skin of his wings brushed my ankles and calves and sent shivers of sensation through the rest of my body.
I neededmore. More of his large hands on my hips and his careful explorations and his strength holding me close. I wanted to live here forever.
Pressed against him like this, I knew for sure I’d been right—two distinct bulges jerked against me. Twolargebulges. I shifted my hips to get closer, to rub them against my clit for some delicious friction. I couldn’t help it. His mouth devoured mine while he clutched me to him like one of his treasures, and oh god I just wanted to feel something good.
I rolled my hips against his erections again, and sparks shot through me. I swore I felt a ridge creating extra pressure on the sensitive folds of my pussy through our clothing.
Az groaned into my mouth, the tips of his claws pressing into my hips for a thrilling fraction of a second before releasing.
