Page 71 of The Surrender

Kyan’s fathomless blue eyes return. His grip on my neck loosens. And my heart spasms with the loss of Shadow, understanding how he’s slipping away.

Touching one hand to my belly and his other to my heart, my fallen angel utters, “Take a deep breath, Quinny,” he echoes from our past. “Fill your chest, and surrender, our little spirit moth...”

Shadow took my breath. Kyan gave me his.

Now, I give it back.

I press my lips to his and feed Kyan breath as if it’s my ghost filling his lungs. He folds my lips back, changes the angle of his neck, and deepens the kiss, penetrating me with his power, loyalty, and desire. My pulse skyrockets.

Surrendering to him as he surrenders to me, we melt into one another until we become fire and ice, heaven and hell, light and shadows.

The next thing I know, frost greets my body, but it’s Kyan’s restored mouth, hot against mine, his body burning, muscles strong as a fortress. More formidable than ever. Out of the corner of my eye, something glimmers, and I gasp into his mouth.

Pure gold wings scintillate within the gray air of the Waste. They are monstrous in their span, more extensive and grand than ever.

The next thing I know, Kyan is parting the robe that Mayce had placed on me in the cave. I bite my lower lip, blushing from the familiar gleam in his eye.

His hunger is ravenous with his rebirth, as evidenced by how he crushes my mouth with his and kneads my breast, rubbing his thumb across my nipple.

“Brace yourself, Quinny,” he warns with a beguiling smirk, his dark hair fracturing his face and casting lustful shadows around his eyes. “I’m going to fuck you while I fly and destroy my enemy.”

“You what?!”

I squeal right before he rips the robe off my body, and casts it aside. Before I can blink, he frees his hard, throbbing cock, spreads my thighs, and sheathes himself inside me. Stretching and burning and vibrating my pussy the whole time.

The other Kings watch, wide-eyed, as Kyan raises me into the air, still impaled on his member with his arms around my naked body before he charges forth, catching the wind currents.

I scream my release to echo all over the mountains.

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“Would you like to watch?”

QUINTESSA

Kyan doesn’t stop pumping into me. He pounds me for the whole flight up the mountains, timing his thrusts just after his wing beats. His dual skill of flying and fucking astounds me. With every thrust, his muscles bear down upon my breasts, rasping against my nipples and rattling me to my core.

What sizzles my blood is how he fixes his gaze on the mountains, soaking in their gravity and energy while he fucks me, showcasing his skill all the more. His cock vibrates inside me the whole time. He only pulls out to sheathe himself inside me again, hitting that spot with perfect reverberation.

I come so many times for the flight up the peak, I can hardly hold my head up. Everything has narrowed to the heat and spasms in my center that pulse ecstasy and electricity into my nerves.

I nearly miss the sight of Kyan bearing down upon Nuriel from behind. My breath hitches. The demon turns just in time to gaze at Kyan stealing the sword from the leather harness on his back.

Kyan needs no words. With his vibrating cock still vibrating inside me, the fallen angel swings the sword—and decapitates Nuriel.

I guess he’s not so fallen anymore.

When I gasp, Kyan crushes his lips to mine, stealing my air. I moan into his mouth as he lowers me to the snowy ground.

The ice throbs into me, but seconds later, Kyan slides his wings beneath my back. Cocooning me with those gold wings until it feels like I’m in a kiln.

And then, he pushes my thighs to my shoulders, pinning my knees to the ground to spread my hips wider to receive him.

“Oh, gods!” I cry out from the driving pressure of his cock.

“Just the God of Air, Quinny dear,” he hums close to my ear. “And he’s going to fuck you on this mountaintop until you scream so loud, my brothers will hear it a league below us.”

A storm of wind and desire overcomes Kyan’s eyes, turning the deep blue to a dark midnight hue as he pulls out to let me see the tip glistening with my fluids. I take a deep breath, a breath from his very wind right before he lunges back inside, ramming me painfully.

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