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A taut sexual tension she’d been feeling since they first met. Judging by his possessive hands on her, the feelings were mutual.
When he reached her door, he kicked it open, making it bang against the wall on the other side.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she said, gasping as he tossed her on her bed and then crawled over her with a growl.
He was so big, so feral.
Maybe she’d been thinking wrong when she’d thought of him as a human shape of an angel or superhero. Maybe she needed to think more along the lines of animal .
“This is crazy,” she said as he entwined his hands over hers and pinned her back against the mattress.
He nodded, blue eyes cool as he awaited her permission. She struggled slightly against his hands and grinned. She wasn’t feeling any pain. Her meds must still be working.
It was time for her body to feel more than just pain or the absence of it. She wanted to feel everything. With Luc.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a low voice.
“More than okay,” she said, looking up at him boldly. “Take me.”
8
A dangerous cocktail of emotions whirled inside Luc as he looked down on Hallie, this beautiful, angelic person that made him question everything he believed about humans and existence itself.
Yet when she smiled, everything melted away, the clouds departed, and he could feel warmth again. Happiness, even if just a small sliver warming his ice-cold blood.
Keeping her hands pinned above her, he came down for another kiss. This time it was hot, erotic. She struggled lightly against his iron grip, and then she relaxed more deeply into the kiss, melting beneath him like spring snow before the rising sun.
His tongue teased at the entrance to her mouth, and she opened, letting him lick and stroke inside her. Her muffled moans only made him dive deeper, exploring her until he knew every sensitive spot, every tiny flick that would make her body move underneath him.
When he finally left her mouth, she gave out a long, pleasured sigh, as if this were a new experience to her.
Instantly, the thought of another man touching her like this made him want to do it a thousand times more to completely eradicate her memory of anything but his kiss.
Possessively, he moved to her earlobe, still pinning her with his hands as he moved his body closer to hers, close enough that their bodies brushed, his skin warming even at the slightest touch even though they still had their clothes between them. Hallie squeaked softly with delight as he kissed, then licked, then bit down lightly on her soft skin, intensifying the pressure further and further to increase her arousal.
But the more her body reacted to him, the more he wanted her, needed her to feel more. More pleasure. More desire. More arousal.
He freed her hands long enough to help her out of her dress and bra, leaving her with just her underwear, and immediately he went to work on the pleasantly warm, indescribably soft breasts. While his right hand kneaded and rubbed her nipple with his thumb, his mouth licked and suckled on the other. And each touch, each lick was amply rewarded by her body’s response, letting him know just how much she felt.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, writhing beneath him, struggling against his grip yet overwhelmed by the things he did, unable to escape the pleasure he wanted to give in never-ending quantities.
His tongue explored lower on her body, kissing everywhere on her belly and finding her belly button as his hand felt along the curve of her hips, then her waist, moving lower and lower toward the center of her pleasure. Luc found himself torn between wanting to let the buildup of tension in her body finally free or pushing her to the very limits of her control, drawing out the wait until she could take it no more.
But with each moan, each quiver of pleasure, Luc found it harder to keep control himself.
She’d thought he was an angel. That was preposterous.
But angel or demon, he would
A taut sexual tension she’d been feeling since they first met. Judging by his possessive hands on her, the feelings were mutual.
When he reached her door, he kicked it open, making it bang against the wall on the other side.
“You didn’t have to do that,” she said, gasping as he tossed her on her bed and then crawled over her with a growl.
He was so big, so feral.
Maybe she’d been thinking wrong when she’d thought of him as a human shape of an angel or superhero. Maybe she needed to think more along the lines of animal .
“This is crazy,” she said as he entwined his hands over hers and pinned her back against the mattress.
He nodded, blue eyes cool as he awaited her permission. She struggled slightly against his hands and grinned. She wasn’t feeling any pain. Her meds must still be working.
It was time for her body to feel more than just pain or the absence of it. She wanted to feel everything. With Luc.
“Are you okay?” he asked in a low voice.
“More than okay,” she said, looking up at him boldly. “Take me.”
8
A dangerous cocktail of emotions whirled inside Luc as he looked down on Hallie, this beautiful, angelic person that made him question everything he believed about humans and existence itself.
Yet when she smiled, everything melted away, the clouds departed, and he could feel warmth again. Happiness, even if just a small sliver warming his ice-cold blood.
Keeping her hands pinned above her, he came down for another kiss. This time it was hot, erotic. She struggled lightly against his iron grip, and then she relaxed more deeply into the kiss, melting beneath him like spring snow before the rising sun.
His tongue teased at the entrance to her mouth, and she opened, letting him lick and stroke inside her. Her muffled moans only made him dive deeper, exploring her until he knew every sensitive spot, every tiny flick that would make her body move underneath him.
When he finally left her mouth, she gave out a long, pleasured sigh, as if this were a new experience to her.
Instantly, the thought of another man touching her like this made him want to do it a thousand times more to completely eradicate her memory of anything but his kiss.
Possessively, he moved to her earlobe, still pinning her with his hands as he moved his body closer to hers, close enough that their bodies brushed, his skin warming even at the slightest touch even though they still had their clothes between them. Hallie squeaked softly with delight as he kissed, then licked, then bit down lightly on her soft skin, intensifying the pressure further and further to increase her arousal.
But the more her body reacted to him, the more he wanted her, needed her to feel more. More pleasure. More desire. More arousal.
He freed her hands long enough to help her out of her dress and bra, leaving her with just her underwear, and immediately he went to work on the pleasantly warm, indescribably soft breasts. While his right hand kneaded and rubbed her nipple with his thumb, his mouth licked and suckled on the other. And each touch, each lick was amply rewarded by her body’s response, letting him know just how much she felt.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded, writhing beneath him, struggling against his grip yet overwhelmed by the things he did, unable to escape the pleasure he wanted to give in never-ending quantities.
His tongue explored lower on her body, kissing everywhere on her belly and finding her belly button as his hand felt along the curve of her hips, then her waist, moving lower and lower toward the center of her pleasure. Luc found himself torn between wanting to let the buildup of tension in her body finally free or pushing her to the very limits of her control, drawing out the wait until she could take it no more.
But with each moan, each quiver of pleasure, Luc found it harder to keep control himself.
She’d thought he was an angel. That was preposterous.
But angel or demon, he would
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