Azrael's fingers trailed lightly over the curves of her breasts, teasing the soft swell before his hand slide to her back, and he unbuckled the bra.
Slowly, he tugged the straps down her shoulders. The wet cups slipped lower, revealing her full round boobs, with nipples perfectly visible, sensitive from the chill and from him, and Azrael's jaw clenched tightly as he took in the sight.
"Look at you," he murmured, voice low and ragged. "So beautiful… so perfect for me."
Athena's chest rose and fell quickly, heat pooling in her core, every nerve alight under his stare. She tried to cover herself, but he caught her wrists gently, holding them aside, keeping her exposed to him, making her shiver even more.
His thumbs traced lazy circles around the base of her nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from her. Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, only to open and meet his intense gaze again, heart hammering.
