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The battle was masked, but it’s possible some humans witnessed the beginning of the fight. We have a process of questioning humans who stumble upon our existence. We assess their reaction and decide whether to confirm what they saw—for the believers of the strange and unusual—or delude them.
The mind is a tricky thing. Most people can blame unexplained occurrences on exhaustion or simply not wantingto admit they saw something strange and unusual because no one will believe them. The skeptics will always find any explanation other than the truth.
“You got it. What are you two about to do?”
“I need to make love to my mate since I almost lost her again.”
“You know you weren’t going to lose me,” she giggles.
It’s true. We had a plan in place in case Magnus attacked. Evangeline’s mother taught her how to communicate with the protection spells marking her body. She was able to essentially pause the magic of the heather tattoos and the hexafoil, which allowed Magnus and his soldiers to grab her.
He was so consumed by his need for power, he didn’t realize he shouldn’t have been able to touch her in the first place.
“Where are we going to make love? The penthouse is destroyed.”
I lean in and kiss her gently.
“Tonight? The sky is our bedroom.”
Chapter 17 – Evangeline
“What do you mean, the sky is our bedroom?” I ask and laugh nervously.
Xander holds me tighter and shoots up into the air. I scream, not expecting to be launched like a firework, and cling to him just as I did the first night we met.
He takes us above the clouds, the blanket of white giving us privacy.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you mid-air since the night we met.”
Holy shit. We’re going to have sky sex.
“Are you scared?”
I glance around and expect fear to consume me. Instead, adrenaline and excitement course through my body.
“You know what? I’m not scared. Not anymore.”
It might have something to do with being nearly indestructible now. Or maybe it’s because I know Xander won’t let me fall. He’ll protect me.
“Good girl. Now, I want you to keep your eyes on me, okay, Kitten?”
I nod and he adjusts me so I can wrap my legs around his torso. His wings flap casually, keeping us stationary.
I’m wearing leggings, and he extracts a claw to rip the crotch to shreds.
Easy access.
“No panties?” he asks after pushing a finger past my pussy lips and sinking the digit inside me until it’s down to the last knuckle. I throw back my head and moan.
“Cry out as loud as you want, Evangeline. No one will hear us up here.”
He removes his finger and presses the tip of his cock at my opening, rubbing it through my pleasure.
“So wet for me. Are you ready?”
I clutch his neck harder and nod.
He thrusts up into me to the hilt, and I scream.
