Khael's POV
I can't believe he just stopped in the middle of sex and went to sit.
My body desperately needs him and I'm growing frustrated watching the smug smile on his face.
Is this helping with his anger?
Or does he want me to say I belong to him?
Never!
"If I get out of here, I will fuck the first person I come across. I don't care who or what the hell he is". I said, smiling back at him.
His smirk vanished and he let out a low growl.
Well, pissing him off more doesn't sound or look appealing but I need him to finish what he started.
"I dare you. You won't even be able to walk out of here when we are done". He replied and followed by a snort.
I looked away from him and closed my eyes to control my arousal.
A smile of satisfaction spread across my face as I heard him walk closer to me.
I won.
"I had no idea I would be made to wear such an outfit. Stop punishing me". I muttered with my eyes closed but my ears trained on the sounds he made as he got closer.
