Free Her Accidental Angel by Melisse Aires Page B

beating wings sent a veil of water drops into the air that caught the light, sparking as they fell to the pool below.
          His lips, cool and wet from the water, pressed against hers. His tongue, hot and insistent, pushed into her mouth.
          Kari welcomed the kiss with a hunger that might have embarrassed her if her brain had been capable of thought. Later, gasping for breath, she broke off the kiss. “Do you have to do it like this, in the air? Sex, I mean?”
          “No, we can do it on the ground. All kinds of positions, too. I’ll teach them to you, if you like.” While he spoke he lowered them down near the rock and let her go while he got the blanket and spread it on the ground. “There are other ways to enjoy each other’s touch. Ways that won’t make you sore.” He grinned at her, and his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
          “Um right. No sex. Not until—” He cut off her words as he launched himself at her.
          She squealed, but instead of Rahmiel knocking her to the ground, he placed her on her back, suspended in the air. Then she was on the blanket, and Rahmiel was pulling the straps of her soaked bra down her arms.
          “You probably don’t want me to rip it off?” He raised his eyebrows hopefully.
          “I’ll do it.” She unclasped her bra.
          “Very clever,” he said, examining the bra clasp. “But I can do this.” He pulled her panties off in one swift motion. His lips engulfed her nipple, while one large hand cupped her buttocks.
          As his wet mouth surrounded her nipple with a slick caress, Kari’s whole body jerked in reaction. Her hands moved to explore his chest and stomach. She had touched him last night but now in sunlight she could see the way his muscles tightened as she stroked him.
          He pulled away from her and looked deep into her eyes. She took a calming breath.
          When he was so close it was hard to think of anything except the pleasure she could give and receive.
          He ran a finger over her bottom lip, and she opened her mouth, taking the cool digit between her teeth and caressing it with her tongue.
          He raised his eyebrows. “I’m trying to slow things down, Kari. You didn’t like it when I was out of control. But I am having a problem with control.” He took a deep breath.
          She glanced at his cock, the head now red and swollen. Creamy white fluid seeped from the slit, and she had the sudden desire to lick it off.
          “I know. Mostly I didn’t like how sore I felt the next day. Then I remembered you said you wouldn’t hurt me, and I remembered that kiss that made everything foggy.”
          He sat up. “About that kiss. You shouldn’t have remembered anything. You’re human. The power should have worked completely.”
          “So why didn’t it?”
          He shrugged. “I’m not sure. I suspect there was an Angel among your forebears. Or Angels. You must be descended from them. That might explain how you were able to do that ritual with no training as a sorcerer.”
          “Oh.” That was a surprise, to find out she might have Angel blood.
          “Enough talk.” Rahmiel turned swiftly and bent over her. “I want to touch some more.”
          As they kissed, Rahmiel stretched out so they were on their sides, facing each other.
          His hands cupped and explored her body, then he explored with his mouth. He ran an open mouth kiss down between her breasts and lower, until he found her navel. Kari grew weak, like she was melting, turning to warm liquid, starting between her legs.
          In a swift move her legs were over his shoulders, resting on the softness of his wings.
          “This won’t hurt you. It might even make you feel better.” His tongue traced her plump lips and he spread her wider. “Yes, you look red. I was a brute. Let me help…”
          His lips found her delicate inner labia and suckled the tender flesh