Free Angel Thief by Jenny Schwartz Page B

spirit-body followed her instinctively into the energy of angel loving.
    They met as pure energy, exploding in patterns of glory that the room couldn’t contain. They danced out over the ocean, weaving patterns of light and whispering sound. In their bodies, orgasm ended, but this angel loving crested only to rise higher. The intensity of union would have been terrifying, except this was Sara. Close was never close enough.
    They drifted back to body form wrapped in one another.
    Sara’s smile was sweet and satisfied. He kissed her to taste it, and registered the moment when she realised he was lodged inside her, hard and full. Her smile widened.
    He withdrew so he could have the pleasure of re-entering her.
    She arched up, more abandoned now, confident after angel loving that what pleased her would please him.
    He took her with agonising slowness, and she punished him with kisses and nips, breathless pleadings and restless, roving hands.
    “Sara!” He shouted as her climax gripped him.
    Her arms and legs tightened around him. They were in this together.
    ***
    “What will you do now you’re free?” Sara asked.
    Their pillow talk drifted between lazy talk of the future and foreplay. Room service had provided a meal. The hotel computer said Mr. and Mrs. Geni occupied the penthouse suite.
    Filip lay back against a haphazard pile of pillows and cuddled Sara on his chest.
    “I think I’ll undertake an advanced course of study.” He kissed her fingers. “You’re complicated, angel. I’ll need to spend a lot of time with you exploring what makes your breath hitch and your eyes cross, why you scream sometimes when I’m inside you.”
    “As if you don’t know!”
    He grinned. “I believe in being thorough and I’m all for equality of the sexes. You can have equal time to explore me.”
    “Well, in that case…” Her free hand started explorations.
    “And then, I think I’ll help people.”
    She stopped teasing and wriggled round to study his expression.
    “I know what it is to be trapped. Like Khan was trapped in Afghanistan, losing hope, losing life. I was trapped by a curse. Humans are trapped by war and violence, by their own fear. I can give them a way out, an option to choose courage. It takes courage to build a new life.”
    Sara smiled slow approval. “You’re going to go into competition with Vince. I’m marrying a people smuggler.”
    “I’ll do it legally.” He squeezed her suddenly, feeling young and joyous. “I’ll be a hope smuggler.”
    She kissed him breathless. “I think it’s a great idea. Khan can help at the Afghanistan end—oh. Did I tell you he knew the cure for Todd’s bone infection? I’ll have to give it to Jay as a gift for her medical studies.”
    “And Todd?” Filip caressed her back.
    “He died.”
    “Sara, I’m sorry.”
    “Yeah.” She hid her face against his shoulder a moment, then raised her head and held his gaze. “Promise me we’ll never stop trying to help people, that we’ll always care.”
    “I promise.”
    And Sara believed him.

About the Author
    Jenny Schwartz is an Australian writer fascinated by romantic traditions from around the world. Djinn and magic carpets, the catfish that shakes Japan and Australia’s Rainbow Serpent are all wonderful, mythical starting points for modern-day stories of passion and adventure.

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