Page 31 of Secrets in the Shadow

Raziel cried out, his cock throbbing in Cody’s mouth, his seed spilling down his throat. He greedily drank it, licking the prick clean before it was pulled away from him.

“My turn,” Raziel snarled softly. He pulled Cody up the bed until they were gazing at each other, their harsh breaths mingling, their mutual desire clinging to the air between their mouths.

On instinct, he curled his legs around his mate’s waist, their kiss just as savage as they felt, if not more.

The anticipation rippled between them until it turned into rushing water, rolling over them in a million droplets of desire, urging them closer together.

A demanding knee separated Cody’s legs.

“Lube!” He thankfully had the wherewithal to remember.

As his mate leaned down until his lips brushed Cody’s ear, Raziel said in the deepest, most sinful voice, “I’m about to blow your mind, kitten.”

He had no idea what that meant, having lost the ability to focus. The sultry voice drugged him.

Kneeling, he hitched Cody’s legs over his bulging arms, looking like every gay man’s fantasy. Swirling eyes burst with color. A cocky smile hovered, and an air of confidence was displayed as Raziel scooted a little closer.

Cody hoped that, in blowing his mind, Raziel didn’t try to enter him dry.

“Relax, babe.” He winked. “Do you trust me?”

“Not around bacon.” Cody curled his fingers into the bedding, bracing himself for pain.

“You were cooking my most favorite thing in the world, hon.” The head of his dick slid over Cody’s ring of muscle. “You’ll have to arm yourself with your spatula every time you make it.”

He fucked his way into Cody’s ass, yet there wasn’t any pain or friction. Even more incredible, the ring of muscle relaxed, as if his mate had stretched him already.

“How did you do that?”

Raziel rocked his head back, his lips parting on a long, pleasurable moan. His body welcomed the angel like he was coming home. They fit perfectly, two halves of a whole.

Cody felt himself blush at the unintentional pun.

“I just knew your pretty blush would cover your entire sexy body.” Raziel’s grin widened, his features softening.

Cody opened his mouth to protest, but the words tangled in his throat as Raziel’s cock moved deeper, filling him completely. The stretch was intense, sending a surge of heat through his body, grounding him in the moment.

“You don’t see yourself the way I do,” Raziel murmured, his voice thick with sincerity.

The soft snort was involuntary. “I still don’t believe you think I’m gorgeous,” he murmured, trying to keep his voice steady.

Raziel leaned down, their lips brushing lightly. “You have no idea how stunning you are, how much you undo me.”

The kiss deepened, slow and tantalizing, as if every unspoken word was being poured into it. He curled his fingers into Raziel’s shoulders, clinging to him like a lifeline. The world outside the room disappeared, leaving only the warmth of Raziel’s body and the overwhelming intimacy between them.

Pulling back just a bit, he met Cody’s gaze, his swirling eyes dark and unreadable. “Believe me yet?”

Cody licked his lips, his voice low and teasing. “Getting there. I might need more convincing.”

Raziel’s mouth curved into something dangerous, his hips rolling slowly, pulling a gasp from Cody. “Then I guess I better bring my A-game.”

Each stroke sent waves of pleasure through Cody’s body, building a pressure that was both exhilarating and overwhelming. A soft moan escaped, his head tipping back against the pillow as Raziel trailed his lips along his jaw.

Cody arched beneath him as his mate’s cock drove inside of him, the friction sending sparks skittering along nerve endings. The connection felt electric, raw, and unbreakable. Lost in the moment, he dug his nails into his mate’s back before realizing what he’d done, and then he quickly withdrew his hands.

“Put them back on me, kitten. I love that I make you lose control.” The angel’s eyes, and voice, turned darker. “The pain you inflict doesn’t hurt.”

Cody didn’t want to ruin the moment by protesting, by arguing that Raziel had been through enough. But the angel knew what he wanted, what he could tolerate. However, instead of digging his nails back in, Cody slid his hands down Raziel’s back, tracing the curves of his wings where they met his shoulders. The silky feathers quivered under his touch, drawing a low groan from his mate.

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