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“I’ll just say the daggers that Clay has,” I said, looking into her eyes, seeing them widen. “They are the only daggers that can kill you.”
She nodded. “I get the picture and that is still the only way?”
“Yes, I expect those daggers are well and truly in a safe place. Especially since Clay knew one of your fated mates was a jealous bastard.”
Lacey burst out laughing.
I smiled at her. “We’re okay.”
She nodded. “Only if you bind in your authentic form.”
“Ah, you want to be fucked by a fallen angel,” I said.
Lacey slapped my arm, then she laughed.
I wrapped my arms around her waist, giving her the biggest cuddle, enveloping her body in mine. I loved her so much. She could never understand just how much I did.
“I do,” she said.
I burst out laughing.
She kissed me on my shoulder and lingered against my neck. Her warm breath against my skin made the hair on my arms pop on top of the goose bumps that had already formed.
“I love you so much. I’ve been waiting for this,” I said.
“You’re not scared you’ll die,” she said, staring at me. “Because I am.”
I shook my head. “I won’t die, the same as you won’t.”
She pulled me to her, and the sexiest look was on her face and her lips curved up at the ends in a sexy way; not looking away and slowly shaking her head, before her lips crashed into my mouth.
"Turn, show me the real Seb,” she rasped, her voice spiked with lust.
I laughed.
“You like my angel?” I asked and put my hand on my heart. “I hope you’re not going off me.”
She grinned. “Your angel is you. Don’t change the subject.”
I nuzzled her head to one side, kissing her everywhere above her neck. It was very soft at first, peppering gentle kisses that made me desperate for her. And made her beg for more.
Within minutes, my lips pressed harder, sucking and licking with the flat of my tongue. Her mouth returned to my lips, flicking playfully at first before our tongues entwined, dancing together as they always did.
Completing possessing me.
I licked along her collarbone, up to her neck, before she pulled me closer. Her warm mouth reached my lips. She moaned as our tongues deepened the kiss.
She pushed my shirt off my shoulders, her fingertips stroking over my skin. As my shirt dropped on the floor, she undid my zipper and pushed my trousers down my legs.
“No obstructions. Now turn,” she demanded again when she pulled away.
I grinned and watched her face as she stared at me, watching me transition into the fallen angel who she had always loved. Her mouth dropped open. I didn’t scare her, and when she gasped and I knew it turned her on.
She paced around me, running her palms over the dark feathers that spanned from my back.
She stopped in front of me and looked up. Now I was nearly a foot taller than I usually was. Her hand stroked over my stomach and up to my chest.
She closed her eyes as though she was recalling me in her memories, remembering my touch, my body as an angel. “You’re gorgeous,” she finally said. I laughed because this was the goddess of light, telling me I was gorgeous. “You’re more than that, though, much more.”
