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“You’re so ready for me, sweetheart. You’re ready for all of me.”
Chloe
My cheeks were hot, and my body was on fire. Raphael pulled me to the edge of the bed only to kneel right in front of my pussy. The Archangel of Clifton was on his knees, looking at my pussy as if he found the holy grail. He ripped my underwear from my body like a starving man seeing food for the first time.
I moved to hide from his gaze, but he held my thigh tighter, licking his lower lip. My pussy clenched tighter. I may come just watching his unbridled desire for me.
“All mine,” he whispered hoarsely, and a moan broke through me. His voice was sin.
He got closer and inhaled me deeply. If I hadn't seen his lust for me in his eyes, I would have died in embarrassment. No one had seen me like this. Not even the few men I’d been with before. It was as if I’d kept myself hidden and only now with Raf was I finally opening up..
“Your scent, Chloe…it’s my drug.” Before I could respond, I watched his tongue stroke my clit and I jerked. Holy goddess of love. When his tongue met my core again, I whimpered, pinpricks of pleasure giving me goosebumps. He was licking me like I was his favorite dessert. My hands found his hair and I pulled because my hands needed to do something while his mouth did whatever magic it did.
I was so wrong. His voice was sin. But so was his tongue.
When he went lower, kissing and exploring every little bit of flesh between my thighs, I gave up on acting proper and nudged his head to my pussy, demanding more even though I had no idea what I wanted. He knew exactly what I needed. He pressed me down with his hand on my chest and pushed his tongue inside me. My orgasm built and crashed as I finished in his mouth.
I caught my breath when he lifted his head from between my legs.
“That was one,” he said, nipping at my thigh. “I intend to make you come so many times that you cannot feel your legs tomorrow.”
My entire body blushed. What a promise. I bit my lower lip, letting my strong desire grip me. I pulled my dirty-talking Archangel up and grabbed his lower lip with my teeth. When I tasted myself on his lips, he groaned, crushing me with a hard kiss. I deepened it, relishing the control I had on his body.
I gripped his cock and he let out a harsh breath and broke the kiss.
“Don’t stop,” he said, his voice straining. I pumped lightly and he growled his encouragement. He grabbed my nipple with his hot mouth, and I almost lost control when he sucked hard. I pumped harder, his hard cock growing even bigger and harder. My tit popped out of his mouth. Suddenly I was pushed beneath him once more and his cock lined up with my core.
I sucked in a breath, body tightening with anticipation.
“Pull up your legs for me, babe,” he said, putting a hand under my knee. I laid there, spread for him while his hard and big cock pressed against my entrance. This was it. I was fucking Raphael, my best friend and Archangel. Finally, forging the mating we were destined for. I let out a deep breath and tightened my hold on his arm. He paused as if he also realized the special moment that it was.
He stroked his cock at my entrance, my wetness drenching his tip already. He bent to put a chaste kiss on my lips.
“I love you, Chloe,” he said. My eyes burned, and I blinked rapidly.
Raising, I kissed him back. “I love you, Raf.”
I gasped as his cock ripped through my entrance as if the words spoken were the permission he sought. Stars danced in my eyes, and I felt a key piece fall into place in my heart. This was always how it was supposed to be.
We moaned together, the sheer pleasure unbearable. Light shimmered over our skin as if our bodies couldn’t hold the magic that this moment was. He slowly withdrew and rammed home again. The potent, unbridled need for more was the same.
Our bodies heated, sweat coating us. As he moved, the grounding of flesh was like music, the slap of bare skin a symphony. The rhythm reached a crescendo and I realized with shock that the room had lit up like a bright summer’s day from the glow radiating off our tangled bodies.
Raphael moved faster, his mouth kissing my every inch of bare skin it could find. I relished the way he worshiped my body, and my name a prayer on his lips.
I gripped him, my nails raking his back when I burst like a star, moaning his name. A moment later he came with my name on his lips, and the bond that tied us both snapped into place, knocking out my breath.
My Archangel had finally claimed me.
Raphael
The official mating ceremony was performed a week later though the whole territory knew the bond no longer needed any blessing. Chloe glowed like the sun, and everyone remarked about how well I looked. Apart from all the hickies my mate deposited on me each night that Prime Minister Nosha was deeply disappointed with, no one was concerned about their unofficially mated Archangel.
Chloe’s stuff was moved into the palace the day after we mated. There was no way I was letting her out of the bed. But more importantly, I wasn't ever letting her out of my sight. Not with the vampires gaining access to the palace.
I had to get to the root of where these vampires were coming from. I also needed to warn our neighboring territories. While the threat is small today, having alliances that can come together to beat back the menace of these bloodsuckers once and for all would be fantastic. I dispatched a letter to Michael Strana, the Archangel of Regent city, our closest neighboring territory. The scourge of vampire attacks had also started in Regent City. Not only did the Archangel respond with a promise of alliance, he also offered to share the knowledge of a vampire bite infection antidote that he was working on. Goddess knows we need the antidote desperately.
I started readying my soldiers for a surgical attack on the border before meeting Archangel Michael. The news of a potential antidote had lifted the morale in the city. Always better to march into war with soldiers with hope.
