He nodded.
After that, there was nothing more to say.
IZZY
Vyns pickedme up with the utmost care, lifting me with ease, cradled in his strong arms. I stayed as still as possible to minimize pain.
Vyns kissed my forehead softly, then headed for Rook’s room. What impressed me the most was how he could hold me with just one arm as he opened the doors into and out of the bathroom.
“Can you stand?” he asked softly, once we were in an actual room and not a blackened cave.
I nodded. Stand yes, walk no.
He set me on my feet and stood before me gazing into my eyes. His were dazzling, such a deep blue. I didn’t think mine warrantedthismuch attention. Then again… given my eyes changed color when I was aroused, he might be getting quite the show.
“Stunning,” he breathed, as both his hands came to my cheeks, cupping my face as he kissed me gently. It was just a brush of his lips, but the thrill which raced down my spine and sparked a heated need in my core took my breath away.
Then he knelt before me. Hands running up my legs ashe stood again, and with one fluid motion my dress was off, fluttering to the floor.
“Heavens,” he whispered, taking me in.
“Your turn,” I breathed. And it may have been a bit weird but… “I want to see your wings.”
He lifted his shirt off, then his wings flashed out, quickly retracting so he didn’t make a mess in the room. I’d forgotten how big they were. Wow.
A nervous giggle escaped me.
I was going to fuck an angel. There was something so wrong about the sound of that, but also so very right, given the divinely handsome man before me.
Vyns swept me off my feet once again, setting me on the bed. Then he piled pillows behind me so I could recline while giving him access to my legs. It was painful, but I forced my legs open, wincing and groaning, as he once more knelt before me.
“Have you been walking around with no underwear all day?” he asked, gaze tearing down my body to my core as his hands brushed my thighs. I’d thought there’d be pain when he touched me, but nope, pure pleasure.
“Not sure if you noticed the state of my room. This dress is all I have.”
He growled, a feral sound, as his lips ghosted over my thighs. My pussy sang with delight at the vibrations I felt through each brush of his mouth, and the heat of his breath. I knew what he was thinking, and I was immensely glad he didn’t bring uphername while going down on me.
When he kissed me, low on my abdomen, his growl became something else, more like a purr. That was more like it.
He brushed his lips lower, till hot breath whispered overmy core and I gasped, shuddering with the promise of that warmth. My heart thundered, blood roaring in my ears.
My connection to Vyns wasn’t like my bond with Myel — where I felt what he felt — but more… expansive. I sensed his desire by interpreting the waves of clinging humidity billowing from his spirit to mine, like a warm summer’s rain, drenching me inside and out.
His tongue slowly traced my seam, and he let out a hum of pleasure. And when he licked back down, I opened for him, wet and receptive.
“So wet, so delicious,” he whispered before diving back in to savor me with long slow slashes of his tongue. That got my hips moving, bucking up slowly with each long lick.
He slid his hands over my legs, caressing my thighs, finding the sensitive spot behind my knee, and cupping the curves of my calves, before moving back up once again in slow strokes. Meanwhile, his tongue circled my clit, a delicious tease, before he created a seal with his lips and sucked softly.
“Yes,” I gasped, my hands combing through his thick blond hair and pushing him closer. Just watching how intently he pleasured me was getting me so damned hot.
But then he eased off.
I glared down at him.
Vyns chuckled. “Trust me.”
And I did, implicitly.
