Free Angel's Honor by Erin M. Leaf Page A

he was right at the
edge, and then he backed off. “No, don’t stop,” Raphael managed, but Gabriel
ignored his pleas.
    “Yeah, you definitely like that,” he
said, grinning into Raphael’s skin.
    Raphael grabbed him and hauled him
up to kiss him. “You have entirely too many clothes on,” he said, fumbling with
Gabriel’s jeans. He couldn’t seem to get his fingers to cooperate. “Off. Take
them off,” he begged.
    Gabriel stood up and slowly stripped.
Raphael watched him, eyes roaming over his chest and hips, then belatedly kicked off his own pants. “Come here,” he said, holding out a hand.
    “So bossy. I like it.” Gabriel
smiled and lay down beside him, running a hand down Raphael’s body. “What do
you want?”
    Raphael looked at his mate. “This,”
he said rolling into him. He was too tired for anything complicated and Gabriel
had gotten him so worked up he couldn’t think. He shifted against his mate
until he got their cocks tucked up against each other, groaning when he felt
the solid heat of Gabriel’s body soak into his bones. He began to move, hips
gently rocking.
    “Oh, Jesus. Yeah, this works,”
Gabriel breathed. He slid his hands around Raphael’s ass and hung on.
    Raphael smiled and kissed him,
moving faster. This wasn’t going to take long. When Gabriel caught his lower
lip between his teeth and bit down, he moaned, cock jerking as he climaxed.
Gabriel stiffened under him and then the hot flood of his own orgasm spread
between them. Raphael went boneless, tucking his face into Gabriel’s neck. He
had no intention of moving. Ever.
    After a moment, Gabriel prodded at
him. Raphael protested, clinging. “Tired. Go to sleep.”
    Gabriel said something and he felt
his lover wiping at him with a soft… something, and then sleep took him.
     
    When Raphael woke up, the sun was
shining in the room and Gabriel was smiling down at him.
    “Good morning,” Raphael said,
yawning sleepily. He rubbed his face.
    “Yes, it is,” Gabriel said.
    Raphael rolled his eyes. “Well,
aren’t you smug. ”
    Gabriel’s smile faded a little. “I
only have about five more minutes to be smug before the day’s troubles barge in
on us.”
    “Ah hell,” Raphael murmured,
sliding his arms around his Alpha. “You know we’ll figure everything out.”
    “The demon possession worries me.”
Gabriel sighed.
    “My brother will help us,” Raphael
said.
    Gabriel stroked a hand down Raphael’s
back, lingering on the place where his wings shifted out of his body. It felt
great. “Mmm, good. Don’t stop.”
    Gabriel chuckled, then his hands
still, to Raphael’s protests. “Are you sure Suriel will be able to help us?”
    Raphael shrugged. “He’s the first
sorcerer born to our People in two thousand years. I’m the first Omega in
modern history. I have no idea anymore what’s possible and what isn’t.”
    Gabriel was silent for a long
moment. “My sister’s energy has changed.”
    That woke him up. Raphael lifted his
head. “I thought I was seeing things.”
    Gabriel shook his head. “No. I saw
it too.”
    “Legend says that for a sorcerer to
be truly stable, he needs a mate. An equal. A sorceress. My brother retreated to a cave to be alone and
meditate. The power he commands is very unstable. I was the only one who could
visit him. He said I was soothing.” Raphael hated to say all this out loud, but
Gabriel needed to consider it. “Maybe your sister is his mate.” The
implications of a demon among them were too dangerous to ignore for any longer.
    Gabriel’s face told Raphael he
understood what he wasn’t saying.
    “She’s my sister. If you’re trying
to reassure me, you’re not doing a very good job.” Gabriel tightened his arms.
    “Let’s not pretend that Ariel is weak.
She’s not,” Raphael said gently when Gabriel didn’t speak. He, too, worried
about the woman he’d come to know and like, but if God chose her, who was he to
deny it?
    “If we need her, and she