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When I tried to climb off him to get undressed, he growled at me, low and deep and menacing enough for me to stop trying to move. I was about to protest when he flipped me over, kicking the sheet out from around his feet and removing his pants before crawling on top of me, growling again as my legs fell open, welcoming him.
He was losing control. I could feel it as he tugged my t-shirt off harder than necessary and snarling when it tangled in my arms. The smile on his face was deadly as he left the material tangled around my hands, holding them above my head against the pillows. With his other hand, he fought my underwear down my legs, leaving them dangling off one foot and shoving my legs open again.
When he lay back on top of me, I moaned at the feel of his hardness against my inner thighs. Using his hand, he guided the head against my folds, moaning at how wet I already was. Ready for him, waiting for him.
“Have you needed me, Evie?” he whispered against my ear, the feel of his words against my skin making me shudder. He chuckled, low and deep as I simply whimpered and lifted my hips to him. “Tell me.” His voice was drunk with the pleasure flowing over me, the anticipation, the desire that surrounded us both and blocked out the outside world. “Tell me you need me.”
“I need you, Zaqiel,” I whispered, practically panting as I lifted my hips to him again, whimpering as he moved his erection away from my wetness. He’d make me wait, make me beg if he had to. “I love you.”
He groaned as he penetrated me, sliding inside in one smooth motion that left my mouth hanging open as I was stretched to accommodate him. When he started moving within me, the pleasure was almost too much. Everything that had happened recently evaporated, and I could feel nothing but him inside me and out. He was everything to me, and I struggled against the fabric that held my hands down as he increased his pace. But he didn’t let me go, and that almost smile adorned his lips again as he watched me squirm underneath him, an intense blend of pleasure and frustration at not being able to touch him.
Each time he thrust, it would stretch me anew, not slowing down or allowing me to get used to the intrusion but forcing my body to accommodate him until I was almost screaming with the pleasure of him.
Dropping himself on top of me, he nipped and licked at my neck and shoulder as he trailed a hand down my body, finding my clit with his fingers and working it in small, tight circles. His movements were in sync, and he was in sync with me as he drew me closer to my climax.
When I came around him, my walls clenched around his length. He groaned and pushed through the resistance before building up the pace of his thrusting. He still had my hands pinned above my head, making me take him. I was desperate to wrap my arms around his body and drag my nails down his back. But this was about him claiming me as much as I wanted to submit to him, to fully allow myself to be cared for, and to be loved and needed. So, I opened my legs wider to him, taking everything he had to give.
“Did you mean it?” He panted, and I watched his eyes as they searched mine.
I couldn’t think straight. “What?”
“When you said you loved me?”
“Of course, I did.” I panted. “I love you.”
With a roar that bordered on that supernatural scream, he came inside me, thrusting against me hard, so he was fully buried inside me. I screamed as his wings unfurled in the moment, opening to their full glory and knocking against the light shade on the ceiling before they folded around us both, cocooning us from the world as he collapsed on top of me.
We stayed like that for a while, Zaqiel rocking his hips slowly against mine, still hard as he moved inside me. His wings covered us both like a protective dome. It was a bit surreal, watching the wall of feathers that blocked the room from my vision move and shift with his breathing, knowing they were a part of him. I wasn’t afraid of him and had no reason to be. But I was in awe of the beauty of him and all that he was.
How could I not love him?
He had shown me there was good in this world, and he hadbeenthe good in this world for me and many others. While I now had something to lose, I also had so much to live for, something I had lacked before.
And I don’t think I could ever repay him for that.
“You bring out the best in me,” I whispered, kissing at his shoulder. His hand had clenched around the t-shirt tangled around my hands when he came, and I was still unable to move my arms.
He chuckled. “I guess you bring out the naughty in me.”
I was about to ask what he meant when he rutted against me, hitting the sensitive walls of my pussy as he went deep again. I thought he was going to go again when he slowly pulled out of me, folding his wings away carefully before rolling onto his back and pulling me next to him after I discarded the t-shirt from around my wrists.
His breathing slowed after a while, and I sighed against his chest as he tightened his arm’s grip around me. He started tracing his fingers along my back in slow, deliberate lines.
He had memorized every line of me.
But it was still difficult.
“Must you do that?” I whispered. He was tracing my scars again.
“I like the scars.”
I almost sobbed but managed to hold it back, burying my face against his side instead and mumbling, “Why?”
He sighed. “I hate that you were hurt the way you were. I also hate everything you had to go through and the reason you have the scars. I hate that you suffered up until the day I found you and beyond. I hate all of that.” He took a breath and sighed again. I waited for the bit that was going to make me feel better about this tapestry of pain that marred my body. “But now, they’re a reminder of your strength and a show of everything you can endure, and come out the other end, stronger than before.”
He rolled his head to look at me, and I forced myself to meet his eyes. He used a thumb to wipe away a stray tear that had fallen down my cheek, and he smiled. Really smiled.
“Evie, to me, you’re the absolute best of humanity, and I love you too.”
