Dark Angel Part 12 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 12

... around the lump that formed in her throat. “Because I’m pregnant?” He looked up at her now, his eyes back to normal and shook his head. “No, Annie. I’ve loved you for more than three hundred siglons.” She blinked back the tears that formed in her eyes. “Why, Ash?” His eyes worshipped every detail of her face, one finger tracing the curve of her cheek. “At first I was captivated by your beauty, your luminous golden eyes, your gorgeous skin…everything. I watched you, saw how good you were, so pure, and so full of light. So strong despite everything life threw at you. I admired and respected you. You held me in awe, enthralled. How could I not fall desperately in love? You owned my soul before you ever realized I existed. I’m forever yours, Anniel.” She stared at him, mouth ajar. His eyes bore into hers, and she could see nothing but honesty in them. “I’m…I’m scared,” she whispered honestly. What she felt for him was overwhelming—scary. “I will never hurt you,” he vowed. “I swear this to you.” Unable to help herself, she fisted his locks and drew him close. With a shuddering moan, she slanted her mouth across his. Ashriel’s lips were the first thing she feasted on, nipping, licking, drawing the plump lower lip into her mouth to suck. He groaned, his wings dropping to the floor in apparent surrender. Anniel’s heart pounded in her chest, between her legs as she continued to devour her reaper. Having sampled her dark angel’s sinfully sexy lips, she plumbed the depths of his ...

... mouth, tongue spearing deep. The tasting was mutual, tongues dancing sensually against each other, mimicking what they wanted to do with their bodies She arched against him and rubbed her achy breasts against his chest. The hard, muscled maleness of him was intoxicating. She realized that had Remien not given them Liquid X, she most likely would not have been able to resist Ashriel anyway. She fisted his dark hair tighter, but his hands lifted, his fingers entangling with hers to draw her hands to his shoulders. He pulled away enough so that just their lips barely touched. Silky chestnut hair slid against her cheek as they stared into each other’s eyes panting. Ashriel’s eyes were dark with passion, his lips reddened and plump from her assault. His wings drew up again, opening in an exotic display of blue-black feathers taking her breath away. She throbbed with longing, desire to feel him deep inside her. “Baby, I need you in me,” she whispered. Ashriel slid his hands to her hips and drew her against him. Wrapping her legs around his waist and clutching his shoulders, she bit and kissed his neck as he lifted her. He took the few steps necessary to reach the bed and then they were airborne. His wings thundered to life, lifting them over the bed. He brought them down gently, until her back sank into the white comforter and he lay over her. Again, they kissed, kissed until she could barely breathe. Her skin felt tight, sensitive. Anniel rubbed against him, feeling his cock trapped ...