“Ohhhh!”Her legs squeezed around his head, her orgasm shattering her entire being, sending her spiraling into a place of absolute pleasure…
It took several minutes before she came back to the room, with Lore clamped between her trembling thighs and the burning desire sated—and more, that impossible heat had subsided a bit, too.
“Sorry,” she rasped, her voice sounding rusty as if she’d screamed and damaged her vocal cords. “I didn’t mean to strangle you.” She lowered her shaky legs from his shoulders.
He didn’t say anything, looking as stunned as she felt, his fingers still inside her, his thumb stroking between her folds and over her?—
“Eeep!”She jerked upright as he hit her supersensitive bundle of nerves, and his fingers slipped out of her. “Too sensitive after that orgasm. Need a moment.”
“What is this part of you called?” he asked with another brush of her clit.
She grabbed his wrist. “It’s a…”Aw, man!“Clitoris.”
He brought his hand, with her fingers still manacling his wrist, up to his mouth and licked them. “Mmm?—”
With a groan, she grasped him by his open shirt fronts, dragged him close, and kissed him.
Keeping their mouths joined, he returned to the couch and shifted her to straddle him. He deepened the kiss. She rubbed against his cock, and his sex hardened.
“Again,” he demanded.
“It’s better without clothes,” she whispered.
His eyes heated to a brilliant silver?—
The next instant, she was seated on the cushions so fast that her head spun. He dropped her clothes on her lap. “Dress.”
Expression flat, he replaced his own shirt in a flash.
“What is it?” Nia grabbed her clothes, pressing them to her chest.
His features molded in stone, he prowled the room, head angled like he was listening.
If it were demons, he would have said so. It had to be other angels, like the one she’d met at the river, and considering what they had just done…
Her stomach heaved. Would they haul him off like a criminal?
Fear knotted her belly. Nia shot up, hastily dressing.
He glanced back, taking in her neatly attired form.
She removed the pins from her loosened bun, dropped them on the side table, and shook her hair free before making her way to where he stood near a soaring pillar. He caressed her cheek with his fingers, and her heart settled again.
“What is it?” she whispered. “This affects me, too, Lore. I’d like to know what we might face.”
“I know.” He rubbed his jaw. “I sense angels. Not here, but close enough. And being who I am?—”
“They would kill us, just like what happened with the Watchers?”
He cast her an unreadable look and blew out a deep breath. “I hope not. I’ve never been in this situation before, but why take a chance? We must be careful.”
Nia nodded and wrapped her arms around her waist, feeling as if the floor were slipping out from beneath her. “I should go and shower.”
“Why?”
“Lore, I smell of you and must reek of sex. While you can get rid of my scent on you with a thought, I have to shower.”
“I like you smelling of me…” His eyebrows dipped, then he nodded. “Go. Don’t be long.”
