Page 121 of Wings of Betrayal

Kyle eyes Nilo, who surprisingly doesn’t flinch.

“Kyle, this is Nilo. Nilo, this is Kyle,” Finlay says.

Kyle holds his hand out. “Nice to meet you.”

I bite down on my lip to hide my smirk, knowing he doesn’t seem to find it nice at all. Bloody males.

“And you,” Nilo says, shaking his hand. “Finlay told me what you were planning to do, and I decided to join you.”

“Thanks, Nilo,” I tell him. “We need angels we can trust.”

He gives me a nod.

“Who else is coming?” I ask Kyle.

“Em and a couple of guards I trust. We will leave tomorrow evening. The cover of darkness is our best bet at getting in undetected.”

I try not to grimace. He knows how I feel about Em. I don’t trust the female, and I can’t understand why he does. They have a past. I get that, but after everything that’s happened, I just don’t like it, and the thought of her joining us on such an important mission churns my stomach.

We all fly back to the castle. Kyle has the keepers show the others to rooms they can stay in for the night.

Once we’re alone, Kyle takes my hand and practically drags me down the corridor.

“Woah, what’s the hurry?” I question as I walk-run to keep pace with him.

He looks back at me with a cheeky glint in his eyes. "I need you now. I can’t stop thinking about you. I can scent your desire, and it’s driving me insane."

I lick my lips, excited by his words.

We reach his quarters, and we’re barely through the door when he has me up against the wall, his lips on mine. I bury my hands in his hair as we devour one another like we have been apart for days. He traces his lips down my neck, and I grip the back of his head as he makes his way down my body, pressing kisses over every inch of my skin.

Once he’s on his knees in front of me, he unbuttons my pants and yanks them down, and I shuffle out of them. He slips his hands under my panties and kisses my inner thigh as he tugs them down my legs, exposing me to him.

His tongue finds my delicate folds, and he licks and nips at my skin. Soft moans escape my lips, and my breathing grows ragged as he nips and tastes every part of me. He flicks his tongue over my clit, and I buck against him. By the gods, it feels good.

“Fuck, I want you,” he breathes, sliding two fingers inside me, and it’s enough to take me over the edge.

An orgasm wracks my body, and I shudder and moan as pleasure takes hold of me, exploding deep in my core. He gets to his feet, and I unzip his pants and tug them down his thick thighs. He steps out of them then lifts me by my ass, and I wrap my legs around his waist. He presses his hard length against me and then eases inside me, filling me up.

I cling to his back, digging my nails in as he moves his hips, pushing deeper still. He then carries me over to his bed where he falls back, taking me with him. I straddle him while he grips my hips, lifting me up and down. Heat floods my veins as pleasure builds between my thighs.

“Fuck, that feels good,” he breathes while I rock against him.

I lean down and kiss him, tasting him as his tongue moves with mine. Then he flips me onto my back, lifting my leg over his shoulder as he thrusts deep inside me. The pleasure mounts once again, and I know I’m close.

As I stare up into Kyle’s eyes and sense how much he loves me through our bond, the feeling sends me over the edge once more. I cry out as I orgasm.

Kyle groans as he finishes inside me, then kisses me softly. “I love you, Zarla.”

His words send warmth to every part of my body, and I can feel his love for me, matching my own for him.

“I love you too,” I tell him.

He rolls onto his back, tugging me to his side and tucking me under his arm where we cuddle together. It’s perfect, and I could stay like this all night.

“That was good,” I say with a smile.

“Mmm-hmm, it was more than good,” he says, tracing his fingers down my back and over my ass. “Give me a few minutes, and we can do it again.”

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