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will with me. Or do you want to move on?”
    She kissed his hand. If they’d been standing, she would have knelt to him. “I’m all for making love not war.”
    Grinning, he pushed her onto her back, spread her legs, and pressed his face to her slit.
    Her breath spilled out and his whispered over her damp folds, mouth possessing yet also honoring. Rather than rush or use her as though she were nothing but a warm body, he licked her clit lovingly. No one had ever done that. Reapers mated like Tasmanian devils, vamps were into stinging love bites, zombies were dead meat.
    Rafael clearly knew what a woman desired, even if she claimed souls.
    Each teasing stroke registered within her entire being, releasing something deep inside. Perhaps it was hope, she didn’t know, but joy finally broke through, flooding her with sweet anticipation. She wiggled into him, eager for their intimacy even if it was only physical. Maybe it would prove enough.
    He stopped licking and suckled instead, slipping his finger into her channel. She squeezed those muscles. After easing a second finger inside, he slid them in and out. She moaned loudly and lost track of everything except this. Her world reduced to his presence, scent, touch.
    He delivered pleasure at a leisurely pace, building her carnal need in small steps until they’d reached an unsustainable level. Heat congested her pussy, tension followed, coiling, mounting, driving her over the edge. She wailed louder than the banshees had tonight, an epic climax pummeling her, a pulse beating deep inside her channel.
    Babbling incoherently, she sprawled over the mattress.
    He lifted his face. “You okay?”
    She sucked in another breath and blew it out. “Never been better.”
    “Seriously?”
    “You’re the man.”
    “Not yet, but I will be.”
    He scooted into position, grabbed his cock and thrust deep, filling her to the brim and then some.
    Her mouth sagged open. His did too.
    God, he was adorable. “Come here.” She cupped his face and brought his mouth down to hers, tasting herself on his lips. Strange yet nice, though not as nice as his flavor, which was the best ever. Afraid she’d never get enough, she speared her tongue inside.
    He grunted but let her run this part of the show. As for the rest… He pumped, a slow slide in and out of her as he’d done with his fingers. His rod was immeasurably better. Thick and hard, stretching her mercilessly with her full consent.
    She pitied the self-righteous who considered sex dirty or shameful. Why bother to be alive at all if you couldn’t indulge in this? With the right man, of course.
    She kissed him harder, deeper, reckless with desire, weak with need.
    He thrust, his strength barely restrained. Their bodies smacked, his wings bounced, creating a cooling breeze. She smiled. So did he, their mouths still joined.
    At last, he broke free and gulped air, his face and throat sweaty. Hers were too.
    On a thunderous growl, he rubbed her still-sensitive clit. She yowled and bucked, taking his cock even deeper. He shuddered but didn’t stop, pumping faster, harder, forcing her back to the precipice.
    No. She didn’t want to come again yet. Maybe in a day or two, possibly a week. They could play hooky and call in sick. If they got in real deep shit, they could share a dungeon in Hell. Please.
    He thumbed her nub without pause, relentless in what he wanted to do.
    She resisted, pushing her feelings aside, becoming stone again. No way would she come until she was damn good and ready.
    He leaned down and licked her nipple.
    Fuck, fuck, fuck. She shattered, howled and soared, her sheath pulsing around his shaft, sucking him even deeper this time, every rigid inch.
    He hadn’t gone soft. Either good angels never did or he hadn’t come.
    Still panting, she parted her lids.
    His hair pointed in all directions, his face a grimace, complexion close to purple.
    “Good God, what are you waiting for?” She slapped his arm. “Come before you