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loved Haniel. This was
nothing new. Not really.
    “Charmeine, you’re so beautiful,” Haniel said, fucking her slowly.
    She wrapped her legs around him, pushing her ass into Jeremiel’s
body. He didn’t mind, not at all. He grinned and held her steady as Haniel
fucked, and then he slid his hand down to play with her clit. She hadn’t
climaxed again, so she was past due. He rubbed gently and she writhed. When
Haniel’s breath started to hitch, he circled the swollen nub faster. Charmeine
grabbed his arm and squeezed. She was almost there.
    Haniel dropped his head onto her shoulder and thrust in short,
hard movements, his strength rocking the three of them on the bed. Suddenly,
Charmeine stiffened, and Jeremiel felt the way her pussy clenched on Haniel’s
dick. She orgasmed, shoving pleasure through him, as though their minds were
connected, not just their bodies. Shockingly, his half-hard dick throbbed
against her skin, and then Haniel cried out, too. Jeremiel held his breath as
he hung onto them, then had to let go as fire raced over his palms.
    “Oh God,” Charmeine moaned, half-pleasured, half-pained. Jeremiel
gasped as his cock twitched with another orgasm. Haniel slumped over them, face
twisted. When Charmiene groaned again, he looked down and froze. Her arms and
shoulders were on fire.
    ****
    Charmeine grabbed onto Haniel and Jeremiel, not understanding what
was happening to her. Her skin felt like she’d been branded, but the pain faded
almost immediately. Light shined through her fingers and she flinched until she
realized it didn’t hurt. “What’s happening to me?” she asked, still shaking
with the aftereffects of the most intense orgasm of her life. Pleasuring
herself never felt like this.
    “Jesus,” Haniel said, falling back. He clapped a hand over his
right arm, grimacing. Light flowed from the legacy marks on his left arm and
his shoulders, but his right remained dark. It looked wrong, like a dark cloud
eclipsing the moon. She reached out to him, wanting to smooth the pain from his
face, but then Jeremiel writhed on the bed, his wings gleaming with a rainbow
of light. His arms and shoulders glowed, the marks almost incandescent. Haniel
shied away from her touch.
    Charmeine shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. The light
on her arms began to fade and she stared down at her skin, shocked. Legacy
marks swirled up her arms to her shoulders. They were dark, then light, then a
swirl of colors. Every time she tried to focus on them, it was as if they
changed. They looked like iridescent feathers streaking her skin. She
swallowed, hard.
    “Charmeine, are you all right?” Haniel asked. “We didn’t hurt you,
did we?”
    She looked at him. His glow had faded a little, but his face was
still tense. “I should be asking you that,” she said, reaching out to him
again. This time, he let her trace her fingers over his arm. “What are you?”
    He took a deep breath. “I was an angel.”
    “You still are,” Jeremiel said, shifting beneath them. His wings still
glowed faintly. He was so beautiful it hurt her eyes to look at him. He kissed
her shoulder.
    Haniel frowned. “I used to be able to fly, but a demon burned the
marks right off my arm.” He lifted his right arm. “Our Omega healed the
demon-fire damage, but he couldn’t repair my lost legacy. I can’t shift
anymore. Can’t fly.”
    Charmeine smoothed her fingers down his skin until their palms
touched. “That doesn’t make you any less an angel. You were born to the skies.”
She looked away, avoiding Jeremiel’s gaze. “I yearned to fly my whole life, but
I’m only human. I’ll never know that joy.”
    “I’m not so sure about that,” Jeremiel said softly.
    She turned to him. “What do you mean?”
    He lifted her hands, turning her arms this way and that. “Look.
You have the full complement of legacy marks now. I don’t know how or why—”
    “Were there angels in your family, Charmeine?” Haniel