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“Sorry,” he signed.

“Don’t be,” I told him, moving closer for a kiss.

Our lips briefly met, and I twisted us around on the bed, careful not to send his wings crashing into anything else. Angel moved with me as I laid back. He threw his leg over my waist and leaned down, plunging his tongue into my mouth. I sucked, gasping as his bare cock met mine. Precome leaked between us, slicking up our stomachs. Angel whimpered, increasing his movements. I grabbed his hips, letting him rut against me as much as he wanted to.

Until his pace grew uneven. Despite his supernatural strength, he still let me overpower him.

“I promise, darling,” I told him, licking a path up the side of his neck. I relished the loud groan that ripped up from his chest. I could mark him to my heart’s desire now, and with one strong suck, I did.

I pulled off him with apop.“It’s all going to be worth it.”

Chapter 22

ANGEL

I sat up,immediately missing Raleigh’s arms around me. My neck was hot where his mouth had been, his mark practically searing itself into my skin. Yet somehow, it wasn’t enough. I wanted more—neededmore. I needed to feel Raleigh in every part of me, wrapped around me and consuming me until I didn’t know anything else.

Only him.

In my haste, my wings knocked things about left and right, decorations crashing to the wall. I was pretty sure glass broke somewhere in the room, but Raleigh only laughed. “You haven’t learned how to manage these things in fifteen years?” he teased, fingers combing through my feathers again. I shivered. For years, I’d cursed this part of me. The wings had been nothing but a nuisance, something to deal with because I had no choice. But with Raleigh’s fingers caressing their edges, exploring every inch of them like he was committing them to memory, I never wanted to feel anything else.

Heat built behind my eyes at the intimacy of the act. I squeezed them shut, willing the tears away.

Raleigh steadied me by my waist as I settled over his lap, the tips of his fingers brushing where my wings met my back. My marks stirred, content with the attention. But if Raleigh kept going, he would break me completely.

I placed my hands over his, stilling them. “Please,” I begged. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed him.

A chuckle reverberated through the room, vibrating my chest. Anticipation built in my belly. Raleigh retrieved a bottle of lube from the fallen nightstand, but when he went back for a condom, I stopped him. “I’m clear.”

The foil square went back into the drawer, and Raleigh slammed it shut. The click and snap of the lube echoed in the quiet space. Only our labored breathing provided any background noise. He tossed the bottle aside, and he didn’t need to instruct me to rise onto my knees—my body already knew what to do.

Raleigh’s cool, slick palm gave my cock one slow stroke before his fingers dipped between my legs. The excitement of feeling him bare was enough to have me trembling in his grip.

“Raleigh,” I sighed, finally feeling his lubed-up fingers slip between my cheeks. My throat fuckinghurt,but I couldn’t stop chanting his name like a prayer. I rocked my hips, and he slid two fingers into me.

“Damn, Angel.”

I sank down, taking his fingers right down to the rings on his knuckles. Swiveling my hips, I urged him toward my sweet spot. The sound he pulled from me when he got there rattled the windows. At least, it seemed that way. He spread and scissored his fingers inside me until I couldn’t take it anymore. Sweat beaded along my hairline and dripped down my face. My cock leaked so profusely that I started to wonder if it was normal, but Raleigh’s was doing the same thing, his piercing glistening wetly in the soft light. I licked my lips, desperate to have him in my mouth again. I wouldn’t stop until I had his cock pulsing down my throat.

“Not this time, darling,” he chuckled, tapping my prostate again. I fell forward, bracing myself on his chest—the perfect position to tweak his nipple piercings with my thumbs. “Fuck. I need to have you.”

I signed, “Then what are you waiting for?” I panted, lungs burning. My retort morphed into an impatient snarl when he pulled his fingers free. He worked a hand between us to slick up his cock and then I was moving, the piercing at the end of his dick teasing my impatient hole.

“Ready?” he asked, supporting me with hands on my hips.

God, he had no idea how long I’d been waiting for this: to be with him without any limitations, without anything looming over us. I could only nod.

Raleigh pushed through and I gasped, welcoming the burn. I didn’t stop until there was nothing left to take, and Raleigh held me in place while I adjusted to his size. His thumbs stroked my hips, pulling goosebumps to the surface. My powers had never been so sated. They were so content that if it weren’t for my wings or the glow in the room, I wouldn’t have known they were there. I took a few deep, shaky breaths. My hands slid down Raleigh’s chest until our fingers twisted together. His hands smoothed the sides of my torso, large enough for his thumb to brush my belly piercing, kicking up a fresh trail of goosebumps. They went higher, until he rolled my nipples between his fingers. “Christ, Angel. You feel amazing.”

Then we were shifting. Raleigh sat up, leaning back against the headboard. The movement shifted his cock inside me, pegging my prostate. Before the sensation could kick in, his mouth was on my nipple, sucking on the hardened nub and twisting my jewelry with his tongue.

I was done waiting for his permission. I lifted onto my knees, quickly dropping back down and pulling a groan from deep in Raleigh’s chest. My fingers threaded through his hair, holding his mouth in place and muffling the noises coming from him. My hips picked up speed, and Raleigh’s hands tightened on them, pulling me onto his cock with each thrust. His piercings intensified the sensations, the Prince Albert hitting the perfect spot every time I bottomed out.

My head dropped onto his shoulder, hands digging into his biceps. The sounds coming from me became more erotic, more strained as I rocketed toward my climax. Raleigh held me close, secure in his arms. My wings rested happily around us, feathers cool against our oversensitive skin.

He groaned, nuzzling against my cheek. “Kiss me, darling.”

I wasn’t going to argue withthat.

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