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have a lot of stuff to figure out tomorrow. He tugged until Jeremiel leaned back. Good thing
Charmeine had some bedding set up in here or we d be in for a very uncomfortable night.
Jeremiel sighed. Haniel was right. They were exhausted. After the demon lord and his creatures
had done their best to tear them to pieces, all he wanted to do was sleep for days, but he couldn t stop
thinking about the shield. He d never heard or seen of such a thing. What happened out there? he
whispered.
Haniel took a long time to answer. I think we have a gift, like Raphael s healing or Suriel s
sorcery. He shifted his weight, moving closer. His warmth soothed Jeremiel. Did you see her
wings? he whispered softly.
Did you see mine? Jeremiel asked. He could scarcely believe what had happened. His
ordinary brown wings had become multicolored, just like Charmeine s. Everything s different now.
I bet if I could shift, my wings would look like yours and hers, too. Haniel tightened his hold.
I miss it.
Jeremiel closed his eyes as the familiar pain rose up in him. It broke his heart to see Haniel
hurting, but there was nothing he could do. At least they were alive and together. I know, he
murmured, knowing that it didn t help.
****
The next morning dawned earlier than Jeremiel wanted. He groaned, rolling over. He was
exhausted; he could feel it in his bones. He just wanted to rest some more, but when a soft barrier
stopped his fidgeting, he opened his eyes to find Charmeine smiling at him. He leaned up on his
elbow, relieved to see her looking so aware. You re awake. Thank God.
She raised her eyebrows. You were worried?
He touched her forehead. No fever. Her eyes were clear. Yeah. His voice was hoarse.
I m fine, she said, opening her arms. See? Her curls slid over her shoulders.
He stared at her. Hell, he couldn t help but look. Even sleep-mussed she was spectacular. The
thin tank top she wore did nothing to disguise her nipples. Her wings had ripped out the back and it
sagged so low he could see the mounds of her breasts. She d look less provocative if she were nude.
His cock twitched.
I see you. I definitely see you, he said, arousal spiraling through him. He wanted to touch her,
but he was afraid she d turn into a dream. He d tossed and turned all night, worrying.
Her smile faded. I m okay, Jeremiel. Really. See? She touched his arm and drew his hand to
her breast, of all places. I m fine.
He swallowed, eyes flicking past her. Haniel had woken and was watching him, face solemn in
the morning light. God, he was such a goner, on both of them. He let his fingers drift across
Charmeine s nipple, enjoying her slight gasp. Haniel s eyes darkened. You like that. His hand
stilled. He wasn t sure which one of them he was teasing.
Charmeine nodded. Don t stop. Haniel s luminous hazel eyes urged him to do more.
Jeremiel licked his lips and leaned in. She stretched up to meet him, and suddenly they were
kissing. She tasted like morning and light and home. She made a little sound and he gathered her up
into his arms, holding tightly. He poured all his worry and fear into the kiss he couldn t help it. She
took all his pain into her body and gentled it, then turned the tables, kissing him roughly, hands in his
hair.
I m fine, she growled.
He smiled tightly, not resisting her hold. Haniel sat up and kissed the back of her neck. Her
fingers opened.
We know, Haniel murmured, nibbling down her shoulder. He moved in closer, kissing under
her ear, then he turned her head and kissed her swollen lips. You are so damn fine, he murmured.
Jeremiel watched, knowing that his best friend could taste him on her.
I want to fuck you, is that okay? Haniel asked.
She moaned sexily, her breath catching. Jeremiel took that for agreement and eased her down
onto the pile of blankets. He made short work of her sweat pants. Haniel already had his clothes off.
When Jeremiel scooted down and kissed her mound, she arched her back and he smiled. You re
going to like this. He bent his head down and licked her clit, loving the sounds she made. He knew
he was being selfish, making Haniel wait, but he d worried so much about her that he couldn t help it.
He wanted to make her scream with pleasure, just to prove she was truly alive and well.
Jesus, that s hot, Haniel muttered. He bent in closer.
Jeremiel shifted slightly to make room for him, and then they were both pleasuring her. Her
pussy was already wet and ready, so he slid two fingers into her. She writhed. He smiled against her
clit. When Haniel used her own wetness to tickle at the puckered rosebud of her anus, Jeremiel
almost came in his shorts. He d never seen anything so sexy in his life as Charmeine opening herself
to both of them.
Yeah, that s it, he encouraged her. He licked her clit again, feeling it throb against his tongue.
When he leaned back, Haniel added another finger, stretching her tight hole.
I want you both, she said thickly, tugging on his hair.
Jeremiel had to press his hand against his dick, hard. The seam of his shorts bit into the
sensitive skin, but he didn t care. He needed the pain so he wouldn t cum in his pants like a teenager. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]