Page 10 of Angel Captive

Roulex guards raced down the hall with their weapons drawn. I pressed the human closer to my chest in an effort to shield her from them. These lower-level guards were keener on torture than some of the others and with news of the breakout, they were being even stricter. If they thought I cared for the female and might possibly mate with her, they’d leave us alone for a bit. I had no idea if they were running toward us or not, but they’d see me holding her.

Riley tried to jerk out of my hold, which wouldn’t help my ruse at all. I held her tighter, but she kept squirming, rubbing her plump ass against my sex.

The scent of her hair like flower blossoms in the sun, made me inhale deeper and I briefly closed my eyes. A male could get lost in her scent.

She tensed against me. “Let me go.”

And because she didn’t want to grind her body on me, unlike most of the females locked in a cell with me, I froze, unsure of what to do. No other female had resisted the pull of the mating drugs like this one.

In a swift movement, she plowed the palm of her hand into my groin. I hissed, pushing her away from me as I doubled over in pain.

“You are one sick freak.” She backed several steps away from me, but it wasn’t like I could do anything with the throbbing pain traveling up through my stomach and trying to breathe.

“There’s no way I’m going to be a breeder for you or anyone else.”

She started climbing the bars again and I hoarsely called out a warning. “Don’t—”

The guards who had passed us by with a sneer were going to come back as soon as they finished beating whoever had earned their wrath. If they saw her on the bars, they’d punish her even if they didn’t understand, like me, what in the fuck she was trying to accomplish.

“Riley, come down. Hurry.”

Ignoring my warning, she hauled herself up another inch.

Footsteps echoed in the hallway. The guards were coming back.

I ground my teeth from the pain and shot to her, yanking her off despite her scream of outrage. The Roulex glared into our cell and I could do the only thing I could think of to get them to back off. I shoved her against the cement wall and held her with my body.

If we didn’t mate... didn’t show any interest in doing so, despite the aphrodisiac drugs they pumped into us... they’d torture me. I just needed more time for my wings to heal more, to regain my strength, to try and break out of here again.

“You asshole, get off m—”

I covered her mouth with mine in a searing kiss to shut her up and prayed the guards continued their patrol.

She shoved her hands against my chest hard. But her lips tasted like honeyed-flowers and I pulled her lower lip into my mouth, sucking on it gently. Her head jerked back, and she slammed her forehead into mine.

“Stop.” I pushed my body closer to hers, holding her in place. “I’m trying to save you.” Save both of us. If a little foreplay kept the torture at bay, I’d take it. Wasn’t like I was going to give in and fuck this female. This was all a ruse to throw the Roulex off-guard until I could escape.

I crushed my lips to hers and she lifted her hand.That’s better.Her hand slapped my cheek.

“Get off—”

The Roulex guards marched closer. This was now or never. I kissed her jawline, whispering in her ear, “Would you rather be thrown in with a Ursmeve?”

She gasped, her eyes full of loathing and fear. The tiny gold flakes in her green eyes mesmerized me. “You’re lying.”

“Am I?” I couldn’t resist teasing her, but I saw the Roulex from the corner of my eye, watching us with scowls. This time, I gently brushed my lips across hers and her body trembled beneath me. “Tell me you don’t want this.”

“No, I don’t.” But the lie on her words tasted hot and sharp.

Still, I would not force her to play along just to save me from a beating. I pulled back, turning my head away when she grasped my neck, yanking me back down to her mouth. Our kiss was demanding and yearning.

She wrapped her hands tighter around my neck as though I could go anywhere else. She drove me wild with her mouth and the sounds she made in the back of her throat.

My erection hardened with need. I cupped her ass, hoisting her higher so my cock lined up with her sex. A small, nagging voice in the back of my head repeated,don’t do this... shouldn’t be doing this.

But I couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop when she tasted so good, felt so good in my arms. Like she was made just for me.

Her tongue circled mine, giving as much as I did until we were both breathless. I slid my hand underneath her prison shirt, skimming my fingers along the underside of her breast. Her sharp inhale followed by her shifting her weight gave me better access.

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