Page 53 of Wrath


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His angel. A wash of heat brushed Haziel.

“Indeed.” Apassionata looked more amused than intimidated. “If you would follow me? I will show you to chambers in which you can wait, and I will bring you refreshment.” He looked Wrath dead in the eye as he said, “For you and your angel.”

They followed Apassionata up a sweeping marble staircase to an upper level with graceful arches and gleaming floors. He stopped in front of an arched door and opened it.

“Seraph.” He opened the door and nodded her inside. “I think you will find everything you need within.”

Wrath got his shoulder in front of Apassionata. “This will do for both of us.”

“Wha—”

Wrath marched into the chamber, hands on his hips as he scowled at the interior.

Sharing a chamber while the lust seal played havoc on them seemed like an extremely dangerous idea to her. A tempting idea, but a very dangerous one.

“Of course.” Apassionata’s full mouth quirked. “You are, as always, Lord Wrath, an absolute delight.”

Wrath glared at the door until Apassionata shut it behind him. “Shade needs to watch that one. Far too clever for his own good.”

“I like him.” Haziel examined the room. Through a bank of floor to ceiling glass, the jungle had been turned into a pirate’s treasure of colors by the setting sun. The largest bed she’d ever seen graced the center of the room in a proliferation of jewel-colored hangings and pillows. The bed invited you to spend the rest of your days in its depth. And brought Haziel back to the first order of business. “I’m sorry about all these delays.”

Whirling, Wrath closed the distance between then.

Her back hit the wall.

Wrath kept coming until he had her caged by his hard body in the front and his muscular arms on either side of her head. “I was the one who injured your wing.”

“But I delayed you at Ava’s.” She should tell him to stop and step back, but she couldn’t lie. She didn’t want him to do either of those things. Whether it was the seal or her disturbing obsession with him, Haziel delighted in the sheer audacity of his presumption.

“I left you there. It was up to me to bring you safely back.” He pressed closer until she could feel every hard line of him against her.

Her body delighted in the sensations. She drew in his scent of sage and leather. “Why are you doing this?”

“Because I can’t help myself.” Wrath lowered his mouth to within a breath of hers. “And I really don’t want to anymore.”

Neither did Haziel. She raised her chin and met his molten stare. “Kiss me.”

On a groan, Wrath closed the distance between their lips.

Prepared for a full-frontal assault, she was surprised by the featherlight caress of his lips. Wrath took his time drawing her lower lip into the hot, wet cavern of his mouth. He released her lip with a moist plop. “You kiss me.”

Pure, unadulterated lust swept through her. It could be the seal, or it could be her feelings for him, but Haziel didn’t care to question. Gripping the back of his head, she took his tempting mouth like a marauder. Her tongue slid past his pillowy lips into the heated cavern beyond.

Wrath tensed and then he kissed her back.

Kiss was such a tame description for the way he took her mouth. He possessed her with lips, tongue, and teeth, taking and demanding, giving and surrendering.

His hair was like silk between her fingers; he tasted like pure temptation. Her body grew warm and pliant, and she pressed into his iron strength. His hard cock pressed into her belly in a blatant reminder of where a kiss like this led.

She wanted it all. All of him.

Holding her head, Wrath deepened the kiss until her head swum and she was a panting, writhing mess trying to get closer to him and all that he offered.

And then Wrath pulled back. Heat stained his cheekbones, and his breath came in harsh pants. “You’re right,” he rasped.

“What?” Haziel didn’t want to talk. She wanted his mouth on hers, his body driving into her.

“This is a bad idea. This is not the right time.” Wrath took a deep breath and stepped away from her. “And when I fuck you, Haziel, I want you to have no doubt about whether it’s me acting because I want you, or that fucking seal making us both crazy.”

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