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His warm chuckle echoed again behind me, and flames flickered deep within me. He had such a sexy laugh.
I turned back toward him. “The ride was amazing. Thank you.”
Gideon strolled closer to me, his gray wings high behind him. He started to tuck them back away, and I held out a hand. “No, don’t hide them. I love your wings.”
He stepped so close that we were inches apart. The space hummed between us. My heart fluttered as I looked up into his eyes. I licked my lips, wanting him to kiss me. He was so tall that even if I stood on my tiptoes, I couldn’t initiate it.
“I want to kiss you,” he said, gently asking for consent.
“Yes,” I said, breathlessly.
He pulled me closer, his rough hands around my waist. He looked down at me, his dark eyes smoldering with an intensity that made my heart race. Without another word, he leaned down to press his lips to mine. My whole being exploded with desire. The heat of his touch sent shivers down my spine and I couldn’t help but melt into him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him back, our tongues dancing together.
Gideon’s hands slid up my back, pulling up my sweater as he did so, and I helped him take it off. He tossed it aside, and his gaze swept over me as if he was trying to learn everything about me. I suddenly felt that there were too many clothes between us, and I reached for the buttons on his vest, flicking them open. Once it was undone, he peeled it away. His chest rose and fell rapidly under my touch as I traced the lines of his defined abs. He let out a low growl as he dragged me into his arms and carried me to the edge of the rooftop. He sat me down on the cool parapet and nudged my legs apart, so he could stand between them. The border of the roof was tall enough to line us up perfectly, despite his towering height. Every movement he made seemed to exude desire. I knew the campus was below us, but all I could focus on was him. His dark eyes burned with a primal hunger as his wings unfurled around us like a protective shield.
His rough fingers glided down the smooth expanse of my neck, tracing the curves and dips of my collarbone before moving down to my chest. His touch was electric, setting my skin ablaze with want. He followed his fingers with his mouth, kissing across my cleavage. The soft silk of my bra was the only thing between his lips and my skin, and he acted as if it wasn’t even there, flicking then sucking gently on my nipples.
I moaned, arching toward him. My hands roamed over the hard planes of his chest and down to the pulsing heat between us. He was longer and thicker than I’d even imagined, and wetness soaked my underwear.
He groaned, but moved away from my touch. “Not yet,” he said, sliding his hands around to unhook and remove my bra. Then he dipped his head again, taking each nipple into his mouth in turn. He slid his hand down over my stomach and around the curve of my ass. Lifting me up with one arm, he pushed up my skirt and stroked me through my underwear. I moaned and writhed against his fingers.
Gideon lifted his lips to my ear. “You’re so wet for me.”
“Yes,” I gasped.
His breath hitched and he tore the underwear from my body. He set me down briefly, and the cold brick barely fazed me, my body hot with desire. I watched, wide-eyed, as he removed his sweatpants, exposing his huge cock. I wiped away a bit of drool as I looked at it. I wasn’t a virgin anymore, and I’d sampled my fair share, but none had been so big.
“How will it fit?” I murmured.
“It will, my mate,” he said, gently. “We’re a perfect match.”
Lifting me against him again, he took his time. The weight of his cock against my leg was present in my mind. But as he stroked my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me, I forgot my fear. His touch was fierce yet gentle, igniting a fire within me that I had never felt before. His fingers worked their way inside me, gently stretching as he prepared me. My head lolled back with pleasure, and his wing cradled me.
The air was thick with anticipation and charged with raw passion. He adjusted me in his arms so his tip pressed to my entrance. His gaze met mine, and I licked my lips. Then he entered me, slowly, patiently, giving me time to adjust to his girth. The pressure of him filling me so completely made me moan and clutch my legs around him. When I grasped the edge of his wing, he let out a feral groan.
“More,” I moaned as pleasure radiated through me. I didn’t know how I could take more of him, but I wanted it with a need so primal and raw that I didn’t even recognize myself. “More, Gideon.”
He thrust deeper into me, butting up against the very end of me. Then he pulled out again, still slowly, still gently, and I felt every inch as if I were losing my very soul. I curled my fingers tighter around the edge of his wings, and pushed my hips toward him, wanting him back now.
He held himself for a minute on the very edge, his breath hot against my throat. “You’re so perfect.”
I stared into his eyes, losing myself in their gray depths. “Gideon, please.”
He smiled. “I love my name on your lips.”
“Gideon,” I whispered as I trembled with need and wrapped my legs around him instinctively.
He thrust into me, fast and hard and without mercy. My body trembled as pleasure surged through me like an electric shock. Then he was out and plunging in again. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t talk, I could only feel. As each thrust brought us closer and closer to that elusive edge, the world around us faded away, and there was only him and me and our joining.
“Come for me, Red,” he whispered against my neck.
With one final thrust, I felt myself unraveling under him. Waves of pleasure crashed over me as I cried out his name. He moaned and followed me, a spurt of cum so hard that I felt bathed in it.
Gideon
We lay together on the rooftop for a long time after, just holding each other, but eventually I had to return her to the dorm. I didn’t want to part from my mate. I’d rather have stolen her away, and just made love for weeks, only she was a mortal. I’d have to do some courting, before she came to understand what I already knew.
I headed back to the penthouse where I was staying with Alistair. When I entered, I noticed immediately that the sliding glass doors were open. The breeze whispered through the living room. Out of habit, I scanned the room, to be sure there weren’t any intruders, then headed for the balcony. Our hotel was one of the tallest in town, and as I stepped outside, my gaze was pulled to the incredible view. After a minute, I turned away and scanned the rest of the balcony.
