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bliss. Then with a rough stroke he slid in deep, stretching her, filling her, fulfilling her. Her eyes closed and pleasure rippled through her. This wasn’t sex. Sex didn’t feel this good. This was something more.
    “Look at me,” he demanded.
    “Hmmm… I can’t.” Her lids were too heavy.
    “Please, Maggie. I need to see your soul. I need to know I am not hurting you.”
    She forced her heavy lids up. “You’re not hurting me. You feel good. So incredibly good.”
    “I don’t mean your body. There are other ways to hurt the one you love.”
    Her brain stuttered on the word “love”. Did angels love like people loved? Too muddled to think about it, she let the thought drift away on a wave of pleasure. His hand stroked over her hair and he began to move, apparently satisfied with whatever he’d seen.
    His wings curved to settle on the floor on either side of them, the thick muscles of his back flexed under her hands as they took on the weight of his body. His wings shut out the world, created a dark cocoon in which only the two of them existed. There was nothing and no one beyond this moment, this pleasure.
    Her knees came up to grip his hips and the dark feathers teased her, tickling over her as his thrusts rocked their bodies. She slid her legs higher, letting her thighs bracket his ribs and he went deeper than before, wrenching a groan from him.
    “I cannot… Maggie, forgive me, I cannot stop.” Hard hands gripped her shoulders and he grew rougher, faster. He drove into her, pushing her across the carpet with his body. Every stroke rubbed against the tender bundle of nerves inside her. Every hard meeting of their bodies pinched her swollen clit between them. Fire washed over her skin and need twisted tighter within her, driving her higher. His movements grew jerky and his breath came in hard, gasping pants. She was balanced on that razor’s edge when he stiffened, jolting against her hard. He held himself there, grinding against her and pushing himself impossibly deep. The dam within her broke and she screamed his name as she came again.

Chapter Seven
     
    Dominicus pressed his face into the curve of Maggie’s shoulder, breathed in the scent of her and called himself every kind of fool. It had been so easy to ignore the world. Under the shelter of his wings it had been only them. There were no demons, no Renatus .
    No prohibition.
    In his mind’s eye he could picture the consequences of such sin, see the beautiful golden nephil , just a child, and Renatus clutching his daughter’s body as he cried out his pain to the unhearing Heavens.
    Squeezing his eyes shut he tried to force that cold reality away. He’d broken the law of the Most High. The law existed to protect, and in ignoring it he’d risked not only himself, but Maggie.
    This was how an angel Fell .
    Maggie shifted under him with a purring moan, rolling her hips in lush invitation.
    “Do angels have super powers?”
    “Super powers?” he repeated, his brow wrinkling in confusion.
    “You’re hard again. Or still.” She rolled her hips again with a sigh of pleasure, and an answering groan escaped him. The devil wasn’t done tempting him.
    “Maggie, we must not.”
    “Oh, but we must.” She pulled her knees up to grip his hips while her hands slid up his back.
    He needed to move, to will himself across the room, but his desire to stay was stronger. His own chains held him in place stronger than her delicate limbs ever could. His hips jerked, thrusting his hard flesh into her. She gasped and he moved again, unable to stop his headlong rush, his free fall into Hell. Damn Lucifer for making temptation taste so much like Heaven.
    He covered her mouth with a desperate kiss, forcing her to swallow his groans, taking her sweet sounds into himself. All the while, he rocked against her, thrusting, pummeling her tender flesh. Trying to crawl inside her wet heat, become part of her, make her a part of him.
    God help him, he never wanted to