Athena had completely taken control, leaving him utterly undone, and the memory of her riding him, pushing him to his limits… it made him feel weak, his knees almost buckling under the intensity of recalling her dominance.
"Athena, I'm telling you, stop playing with fire, or you'll get burned, and when that happens, don't blame me!" Zen growled through gritted teeth, his glare sharp, but somehow, it came off more like a rabbit baring its tiny teeth, making Athena's heart skip a beat.
"Zen, I always thought you were a playboy… but to think you're nothing more than an innocent little wolfdog," she teased, letting her tongue trace her lips as she looked up at him, eyes sparkling with mischief. "It makes me feel even more tempted…"
Zen swallowed hard, the heat pooling in his lower abdomen betraying him. That familiar stir of desire, impossible to ignore, surged through him as he realized just how much his body was responding to her.
