“Yes,” she said, voice husky with need. “I am yours.”
He dropped to his knees, hands on her thighs, and looked up at her. “Then let me take care of you. I take care of what’s mine.”
He kissed her above where his fingers worked and licked up her center. She grabbed the corner of the dresser and hooked one leg over his shoulders, pulling him hard against her. As if he needed any further motivation. She tasted of oranges, of sweetness. He couldn’t get enough. His dick twitched, begging to be inside her, but he was a patient man and the sweetest dessert was the one waited for.
Her climax tore through her, and he supported her as her knees gave out and her back arched with pleasure. He rose to meet her, face-to-face, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her sigh warmed the skin between his neck and his shoulder.
“You’re mine,” he whispered to her. “Forever.”
“Do you know what forever means?”
He thought about it for a moment. “Maybe. It’s an abstract concept for me still.”
She hooked her fingers in his and led him from the bedroom to the terrace. “Let me show you.”
“Hey, I’m naked here.”
“You’re also invisible as long as you touch me.”
He ran his hands over her ass. “Then I guess I have to keep touching you.”
“It’s a beautiful night, don’t you think?”
“I’m distracted by a beautiful woman and didn’t notice.”
Her wings unfurled from her back. “Let me show it to you.” One arm and then the other wrapped around him, and then her legs.Standing up, he thought.Well, all right.He grabbed her thighs and slid into her.
“Hang on tight.”
“Uh, what?” His eyes widened as she shot into the sky, their bodies locked against each other, coasting toward the moon.
“Jesus, Rowan!” Pleasure traced its fingers around fear as she soared higher and higher, rolling in the air and bracing him against her with her heels. He clung to her, deep inside her. They climbed higher.
“This is forever, Nick. It’s not worrying about death or falling. It’s knowing that you’re hard to kill. It’s the sun and the moon and us.”
He trailed kisses up her neck and whispered, “I like us.”
“Me too.”
She turned in the air and thrust against him. It took him a second to find the rhythm, bracing himself against her shoulders, her heels. They were tangled together as tightly as woven vines.
And then, as he felt her body climb again toward that golden peak, she folded her wings and dove. Nick’s stomach dropped as his climax rocked through him and his body rushed headfirst toward the Dakota building. He felt her orgasm again. She bucked against him. The roof rushed toward him. Closer. Faster.
“Rowan!”
Her wings unfurled without a moment to spare, and they swooped and coasted gently back to her rooftop terrace. Nick’s heart pounded so hard he could feel it in his skin. She landed softly, setting him on his feet, their bodies parting. She ran her nails through the hair behind his ears and held him close. His brain replayed the feeling of flying, of dropping, of shattering inside her.
Against her cheek, he whispered, “I think I’m going to like forever.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
It had been centuries since Rowan had spent any time with Gabriel and Tobias together, but as they reunited over a few slices of pepperoni pizza at Lombardi’s, she realized what she’d been missing. Family was a treasure that could never be replaced. Comfort and connection surrounded her, and she slipped back into the ways of her childhood, looking up to Gabriel and leaning on Tobias as they discussed what had happened with the vampires and how Sabrina, Tobias’s vampire bride, had wiped the minds of the Forebears and sent them back to Romania thinking all the talk of dragons had been disproven. What Aldrich had seen had been nothing but an illusion produced by a very talented witch.
So it was soul crushing to learn that her mother had collaborated with her uncle to kill their brother Marius and that Paragon was now under their rule. But she believed her brothers, believed that they had stayed apart for no reason other than her mother’s desire to keep them weak, to make them forget where they came from and their responsibilities to the world they left behind.
“Scoria was here,” Tobias said. “With orders to kill us all.”
Rowan gave a shrill inhale. “Mother sent Scoria himself?”
