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CHAPTER9
To his amazement, the two of them eventually ended up on her bed.
He didn’t think she had any ulterior motive. Now that he’d been inside of her apartment, he realized that she had a studio. There was a cozy living area, a small kitchen, a bathroom, and the area she designated as her sleeping space.
Telling him that it was comfier than her secondhand couch, she invited him to sit on the edge of the bed so that they could continue talking now that Polly had decided to hear him out and Sam was willing to be honest and open with his soulmate. Unable—or maybe unwilling—to refuse, he perched by her side. An inch separated their hips, but Sam’s back itched, his wings begging to be freed.
And that wasn’t the only part of him that was stirring…
Focus, Sam. Polly was talking, and he needed to focus.
His gaze was drawn to her lush lips, his need to touch her growing harder and harder to resist.
Focus!
The first thing they got out of the way was that Polly was still down with defeating Lucifer. When she smirked and told him she was tacking on a five thousand dollar fee just to teach him not to omit things again, it was all Sam could do not to kiss her.
So he did.
It was pure instinct. Polly was sitting next to him, her body turned to face him, and her lips… they were just there. And though he’d never kissed a human before, he figured Polly would stop him if she wasn’t interested—or, more likely, guide him to do what she liked if she was.
Which was how they ended up with Polly in his lap, his fingers threaded through her curls, her arms resting on his shoulders as they finally addressed the elephant in the room.
Rolling her hips just enough to have his cock jerking beneath her, she locked on his hungry gaze. “So I’m really your soulmate, huh?”
“You are.”
“Now… let’s say I agree to all of this.”
Sam tried to keep himself from pouncing again. He could sense that she wasn’t totally onboard with accepting him as her soulmate—but she also wasn’t throwing him out of her apartment, either, or sidling off of his lap. “Okay.”
“What does it mean? Like, forgive me if I’m being forward”—which was rich, he thought, considering he’d just had his tongue down her throat, his pulsing erection nestled beneath her ass—“but I get the whole forever mates thing. What I don’t get is how do we, you know, make it that way.”
Ah. Not what he was expecting her to ask, but she had a valid question.
“All of the factions have their own ways of finding and claiming their lifemates,” Sam explained. “When it comes to the Fallen, we’re still angels. Our mates are literally our soulmates.”
“Literally,” echoed Polly. “What does that mean?”
“Our souls are two halves of the same whole. When… if… we have sex, the act will merge them together. An unbreakable bond will form, and your lifespan will match mine.”
“But you’re immortal.”
He nodded.
“So I would be—”
“If you accepted me as your lifemate, yeah. You’d be stuck with me for eternity.”
Polly let out a short laugh that had the tiny hairs around his face fluttering in her hot breath. “And here I thought most guys were afraid of a little commitment.”
“I’m not asking for anything now,” Sam said hurriedly. He dropped his hands to her waist, ready to shift her back to the bed. “The kissing was… it was fucking amazing, but if that’s as far as we go—”
Polly covered his hands with hers, grinding herself against his length again. Unsure if she meant to do that, Sam swallowed his moan.
Her eyes sparkled. “Hang on, Ace. I didn’t think you were angling for anything right now. This is still a big what-if thing we’re talking about. And I might’ve done a little research, asked a couple of faction guys about the topic before so I already knew that sex was the catalyst between fated mate bonds. I just wanted to know about you angels in particular.”
A wave of jealousy washed over Sam. “You did? What else did these faction guys tell you?”
