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I pulled on my shirt, tucking it into my pants when Chloe emerged from the bathroom. She was naked except for her underwear. When I raised an eyebrow at her very blatant attempt to stall me, she smirked, “I thought my mate needs a good send off.”
“Else I may not be fully powered up?” I asked in mock concern.
She gave me a leer and stopped in front of me. With a quick but deep kiss, she dropped to her knees. Without breaking eye contact, she opened the button of my pants, slid the zip down and pulled my cock out of my briefs. It sprang out, grazing her soft lips. I let out a groan as her mouth tentatively touched the head.
“Fuck, Chloe. Take it in your mouth,” I groaned.
Her soft laughter filtered through my hazy mind, and I smiled. Her hot mouth closed around my cock, and…fuck. I couldn’t put a sentence together after that.
She sucked in slowly, taking the whole of me. I clutched her hair, pushing my cock deeper. The tightness of her throat squeezed my cock deliciously. She gripped my thigh as she gagged with my cock cutting off her air. A tear rolled down her cheek and I clutched her hair tighter. I exploded in her throat, emptying all of me, which she swallowed greedily.
Sighing, I pulled her up and kissed her earnestly, crushing her body to mine. Mine, my heart said.
“I love you, Raphael. Promise me you will return soon,” she whispered. The love in her words pierced through me. There was no power in the world that could stop me from returning to her.
“I promise, Chloe. And when I do, I’ll claim you again.”
Epilogue
CHLOE
The palace buzzed with action as we prepared to welcome Michael, the Archangel of Regent. It was rare for Archangels themselves to visit neighbors. Diplomacy was scarce and if it was done, the Archangel’s diplomats were enough. But Michael, the young Archangel of Regent, was a changemaker, just like Raphael.
And given that he was visiting tomorrow and bringing a special gift, no stone was left unturned to impress him.
Raphael had returned to me in two days, just like he promised. The vampire threat was handled at the border, though skirmishes have increased over the past couple of months. If the rumors were to be believed, they had a leader who was growing their numbers on this side of the ocean. That wasn’t good news for the angel territories. One of the reasons why Archangel Michael himself was coming over along with the antidote research was to work out how to enlist the other territories into our alliance.
I climbed the winding stairs to our bedroom for a nap. Carrying an Archangel’s twin babies was no mean feat. If morning sickness didn’t spoil your day, the constant smothering by your mate would. I was only a week shy of two months but felt like I had been pregnant forever.
The moment I entered the room, I noticed the fresh flowers and a note. Raphael had been sending me fresh flowers whenever he was away. If he was in the city but couldn’t meet me in the morning before being called away by duties, he would leave a note.
Rest well. Tonight will be busy. ;)
I bite my lip, warmth flushing my cheeks. No matter how many times I have been devoured by my archangel, I still end up blushing. But I was looking forward to what he had planned.
I wake to a dark room, with Raf cradling me in his arms. He was asleep.
Even in sleep, the crease between his brows remains. The urge to wipe it away was strong. I cannot see my mate in pain, no matter how small. He worries so… about me and our unborn babies. About Clifton. About our future.
He stirred, and his sleepy gaze settled on me. The side of his mouth lifted, and I admired his gorgeously handsome face.
“Ogling at me while I slept? Stalker much?” he teased. I punched his arm softly.
“Better than you give me a twenty-four-seven guard. I can’t even throw up in peace,” I pouted, pointing at the closer door.
He sighed, the slight frown back on his face. “You know I can’t leave you unprotected when I’m away. Not while you carry the future of our territory.”
I nodded, planting a kiss on his forehead. “I know.”
He leaned in, kissing me and swallowing my deep, satisfied sigh. His hands roamed over my thin nightgown. A groan filled the air when he found that I’d soaked through my panty already.
I let out a laugh, the sweet pain of love stealing my breath. His eyes softened, moving his hand to my belly.
I teared up, suddenly overwhelmed by love for the pieces of my heart that were safe in my belly.
I worried for them already, thinking about all the dangers they could be in, especially with the enemy at our footsteps.
Raf stroked my face, tucking the errand strands of hair behind my ear. He planted a soft kiss on my mouth.
“Don’t worry, mate,” Raphael said, as if he heard every little thought I had in my mind. I knew he shared the same fear. “I’ll protect you and our children with my life. It’s my greatest honor.”
