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sweetest music his ears had ever
heard, so sweet they were almost unreal. No woman had ever complimented him so
highly in bed – the humans had always been too afraid of him, and the
supernaturals had always been too derisive, never looking at him as more than a
quick fuck. But Angela treated him as an equal, neither afraid nor disgusted of
him, and she shared herself completely with him at this moment.
                It
was the greatest gift he’d ever received.
                Determined
to fully immerse himself in the moment while it lasted, he pushed all thoughts
out of his head and just focused on making love to the woman beneath him. She
was so gorgeous, with all that coppery hair spilled out across the chair behind
her, leaving her beautiful, heart-shaped face unframed. He traced the lines of
that face, lingering on a beauty mark on her upper right cheek bone for a
moment, then moving downward to her cupid’s bow lips, which he couldn’t seem to
get enough of.
                “You’re
so beautiful.”
                She
smiled shyly up at him, another blush staining her cheeks. “And you’re so
sweet.” She pulled him in for another kiss, soft and slow at first, and then
she grew more demanding, nipping and sucking at his lips and tongue as she
pressed her hips more insistently against his. He answered her unspoken
request, increasing the pace until he could hear the wet slap of his flesh
against hers. She met him thrust for thrust, holding on tightly until the
tremors wracked her body again and she arched her back, crying out his name
again.
                Cole
groaned as her pussy clenched around his cock, the sensation so intense he
couldn’t hold back anymore. He came inside her, every single ounce of tension
spilling out of him as waves of pleasure rushed through his body, leaving him
breathless and weak as a newborn cub. Gasping, he collapsed against her,
completely spent and satiated for the first time in… well, he wasn’t sure how
long it had been. But he knew he felt damn good, and that was all that
mattered.
     
    * * *
                “Umm,
Cole? Mind giving me some breathing room?”
                “Huh?”
he asked groggily, his warm breath tickling her neck.
                Groaning,
Angela tapped her fingers insistently against his chest. “Need. To. Breathe.
Now.”
                “Oh!”
He scrambled off of her, an embarrassed flush creeping across his cheeks. The
fact that those cheeks looked like they had been carved by angels made it even
more endearing than it should have. “Sorry. I didn’t realize I was hurting
you.”
                Angela
took a deep breath and stretched. “No worries. You didn’t do me any lasting
harm.” Smiling, she rose, then sashayed over to him to where he was lying on
the floor, propped up on his elbows. Stepping over him so that her feet were
planted on either side of his hips, she reached down and offered him a hand.
“Here, let me help you up.”
                A
wicked glint lit his gorgeous eyes, and before she could react he’d grasped her
hand and pulled her back on top of him. Giggles erupted from her chest as he
rolled on top of her and started tickling her mercilessly, his powerful fingers
gentle but incredibly accurate as they found all of her tickle spots and took
full advantage.
                “Stop!
STOP!” she shrieked breathlessly, her abs aching as tears of laughter streamed
out of the corners of her eyes. “I swear I’m going to die if you don’t stop.”
                He
pulled back instantly. “I’m sorry.” Shame filled his eyes and he looked away.
                Angela
frowned as she sat up, cupping his face as she turned his head so he would look
at her. “You’ve really got to stop getting upset every time I go and say
something dramatic like that. I don’t actually mean that I think