The grip on his legs earned a low grunt, Declan's arousal twitching and hot against Desire's skin. He lowered his head a bit more, closing his eyes and resting his face against the crook of shoulder there.

"Refusal and acceptance don't stand in place of one another. It's more nuanced and you know it. You're only arguing because of what you want. I'm not willing to take too many more chances than I already am. I've risked too much. Even this feels selfish of me."