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And do you have any names?
Polly continued as if he didn’t interrupt her. “You’re the one that said angels are different. Does that mean the sex is different?”
Still lost in a haze of jealousy, Sam wasn’t thinking when he admitted, “I don’t know. Maybe. I’ve never had any before.”
She blinked. The bravado that often seemed to cling to her like a second skin fell away as she tilted her head forward, looking down at him in wonder. “You? You’re a virgin?”
She didn’t sound horrified or even like she was amused. If she had, Sam would’ve bid her good night, then retreated to her rooftop to watch over her as she slept.
Instead, she actually seemed… surprised, and more than a little intrigued. Which left him staying on the edge of her bed, Polly tucked securely on his lap.
Maybe he did a better job kissing her for the first time than he expected…
“Is that so surprising?” he asked.
“Um. Yeah. Gotta say it is.”
“Really?” When she nodded, he asked, “Why?”
“Fishing for compliments, Ace?”
Was he? “Not really. I just… let’s put it this way. Raze might’ve made do with prostitutes when he had to, and his one-night stands more recently before he found Becca, but he’s Raze. And Micah… he was always a hit with the maidens until he gave them up. But me? I might be one of the angel princes, but I’ve never been allowed to forget that I’m an angel of death.”
“So? You ask me, that just makes you sexier. You’ve got that whole ‘tall, dark, and handsome’ thing going on, and when you add in that air of danger… before I knew about this soulmate thing, I was already attracted to you.”
She was?
“Maybe that’s true. But it wasn’t enough. Trust me, Polly. No one wants to fuck Death.”
“I do.”
He nearly choked on his next breath. It was one thing to be attracted to him. Another to kiss him.
But for her to put her lust for him out there like that?
“What?”
Polly shrugged. “What can I say? I like to live dangerously, I guess. And I’ve been dying to get in your pants since the day your security goons caught me casing your casino.”
“I… I never would’ve guessed.”
“That’s only because you didn’t ask.” Scooting a little closer, she said, “So we really can’t have sex right now?”
“Not unless you’re ready to accept me as your bonded lifemate.”
“What about if you wore a condom? Would that change things?”
To his amazement, she was approaching the matter of fucking him almost scientifically. He could hardly believe that she really wanted to sleep with him, even if he wasn’t offended that she wasn’t ready to accept his offer as readily as he made it. Too bad that sex—specifically penetrative sex—with his soulmate would lead to him claiming her. Once his cock entered some part of her body, it was done. Pussy, mouth, ass… it didn’t matter. That connection was all that did.
He shook his head, explaining that to Polly. As she nodded, the hint of embarrassment he’d been struggling with faded away; it was easy when his soulmate talked about sex so matter-of-factly.
“So condom, pull-out method, even a blow job… the bond would still form just ‘cause you stuck your dick inside of me, right?”
“Uh. Yeah.” The embarrassment had faded, but he still couldn’t help his cheeks flaring up at the idea of doing any of that with his soulmate. And wasn’t that a sight? Death blushing? “So now you know what to avoid if you don’t want Death as your shadow.”
A laugh burst out of Polly. “Oh, please. You say that like I haven’t had you as my own guardian angel for weeks now. The only time I sense Death breathing heavily on my neck is when you’re not there.”
“Still… until you’re ready, maybe it’s my turn to be going.” Before he could change his mind, he lifted her off of him. “Let’s focus on the key first.”
