Both his hands held hers locked above her head now, and her body bowed, chest up. He sucked her nipple, tugging at the bud. Another grind against her clit, and her orgasm crashed through her in a tidal wave. She cried out, her thoughts scattering?—
A door crashed open in some far place. A voice roared,“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Get out!” Lore snarled.
Nia blinked at the intrusion, then she didn’t care. She hooked her legs around his hips. All her senses were focused on the angel above her, on his cock filling her, held in a torrent of unadulterated pleasure.
With a grunt, Lore released her hands. His forearms braced next to her, he thrust harder and faster, then stiffened as his own orgasm broke, flooding her with warmth and seed. His mouth came back on hers, and he kissed her deeply.
Soft laughter echoed as a door shut.
She tangled her fingers in his silky hair, holding onto him, caught in a tidal wave of sensual gratification as he licked inside her mouth and sucked her tongue. Her burning lungs needing air, she dragged her mouth free, inhaling copious amounts of oxygen.
His shuddering body finally stilled, and he buried his face in her neck.
She wrapped her arms around him, loving the feel of his weight on her, wishing this moment could last forever.
God, that kind of thinking wasn’t good at all. If she wasn’t careful, she was going to fall hard for him. Nia doubted she’d be able to find herself again. So she just shut her eyes and stroked his back.
After several minutes, when his ragged breathing eased, he lifted his head. His eyes were a warm silver, his hair a tangled red mess. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to take you so roughly.”
She snorted. “Are you kidding me? That was the best sex ever. All raw and wild.”
A spark of amusement shone in his eyes. He looked at the messy bed and frowned. “How did I end up on the bed?”
“Yeah, about that?—”
Stars, genuine freaking stars, exploded inside her skull in a kaleidoscope of color, cracking through her contentment.
“Ouch!” She grabbed her head and squeezed her eyes shut, so sure her brain was fragmenting. The voices grew in noisy dissonance?—
“Nia, look at me.” Lore gently moved her hands away. “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know.” Tears brimmed at the pounding inside her skull. “I feel as if my mind’s fracturing. I can’t control my-my?—”
“Thoughts?” he said.
She nodded. “I’m going mad.”
“You’re not going mad…” His brow furrowed. He shook his head. “Something’s amiss.” He flexed his fingers. “I feel nothing…”
“What?” Her heart sank at his words.
He moved off her and sat, his thigh muscles bunching under the stretched black fabric of his pants as he rubbed his face.
Nia shot upright. “What do you meanyou feel nothing?”
Lore glanced at her, his features strained and a little pale. He shook his head again as if to clear it. “Something has happened to my powers.”
“What?” She searched his eyes, his face, as if she could find a clue there. “How? Did those angels you killed do something to you?”
“I don’t think so.” He moved off the bed, fumbled off his unzipped pants in movements so unlike his normal grace, and his cock bobbed at her.
Oh, man.While this was a worrying situation, and her head ached as if the devil’s band partied inside her skull, she could still appreciate her uber-hot angel with his hard, muscled body, lean hips, powerful thighs, and impressive, beautiful dick that gave her such incredible pleasure. Heck, she was mind-impaired, not blind.
Nia crawled off the bed and grimaced, her soaking panties a tad uncomfortable. The pressure inside her skull accelerated, and the clamor grew, cracking through her brittle mind shields.
“Lore,” she whimpered, reaching for him. “Something’s wrong with me. I can’t concentrate. My mind’s in chaos, leaping through everything and everywhere all at once.”
