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“You will pay for that,” he promised darkly.
Her smile widened, mischief glinting in her eyes before she returned to her ministrations.
It was the longest ten minutes of Julian’s immortal life. He must have set a record for flying speed when they reached the Central Tower. Desire muddled his mind, lust burning away his control, as Leah tortured him with her lips and tongue and teeth, occasionally brushing her hand against his cock.
“If you keep doing that, we won’t make it.” He didn’t wish for her to stop, either.
Sliding her hand behind him, she squeezed his butt, her nails digging in. “I trust you.”
The words resonated deep within him.No, don’t think about it now.She had no business trusting him.
It was an age before they reached the windows to his suite.
“Open.” His voice came out raw and husky.
It took an interminable second for the windows to slide open and admit them inside. Leah didn’t seem to notice that they’d arrived. She gave a surprised yelp when Julian dropped her onto his bed.
It was his turn now.
Julian bent down and tore apart her skirt. Because her scent had been driving him crazy. Because he’d dreamed about doing this, wondering if she would taste as good as he imagined. He got on his knees and pulled her to him, spreading her legs wide until they dangled over his shoulder.
She was exactly where he wanted her to be.
With a flick of his finger, he cut away the purple thong and swallowed. She was so wet. Then he had his first taste of her with a long stroke of his tongue.
“Julian!”
Gods, she tasted like heaven. The scent of her, honeysuckle and cinnamon, wrapped around him, coated his tongue. He licked her again, taking all that she would give and demanding more. She fisted her hands in his hair, pulling and then pushing, one second begging him for more, then for him to stop.
He wouldn’t stop. He fed the insatiable beast, his desires denied too long.
Her legs trembled, then squeezed. His name was a prayer on her lips. He continued his assault, licking and sucking and tormenting, lost to everything but her.
More. He needed more.
He felt her tense, knew that she was close. Clamping his arm over her thigh, he tongued her deep and flicked his thumb against her hardened nub.
She screamed his name, the force of her orgasm slamming waves of pleasure into them both. It reverberated down the phantom mating bond, all that was needed for it to solidify was Julian feeding from her. Fire coiled in his belly, and Julian almost came like an unseasoned youth.
Her legs squeezed his face to a painful degree, but he didn’t stop, didn’t slow, and lapped up her juices like a sex-starved maniac.
When the last tremors died down, Leah was spent. Happy. Boneless, but not sated. As scorching and mind-blowing the orgasm had been, she wanted him.
All of him.
He moved away from her. At the sound of clothes ruffling, Leah pushed herself onto her elbow. Her breath caught. In the darkened room, Julian stood naked with only the city’s light behind him. With his wings outstretched, he was a fallen angel come to life.
Her fallen angel.
Beautiful and magnificent.
“Come here,” he whispered, his silken voice irresistible.
Her body obeyed on its own. She climbed out of bed and shrugged out of her remaining clothes. Her legs trembled, but she held her ground. She couldn’t help herself, the need to touch him was painful. Placing a hand on his chest, she traced his pectoral muscles. She was keenly aware of his hard erection between them, but not yet…
Julian said nothing and watched her, letting her do as she pleased, his eyes shining with animalistic desire.
She walked to his side and traced the wings that had fascinated her since she’d first seen them. The inside, the side facing her, was feather soft and silky smooth. Julian drew in a sharp breath when she ran her finger down one of the segments.
