Dark Angel Part 9 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 9

... really didn’t want to look at him. Did he think she was some floozy to question her about the baby? He was the father. She hadn’t wrapped her thighs around anyone else since they’d awakened from suspended animation. “Seth,” she said in exasperation. “Easy, Annie. Let Ash talk with Cyneolle.” “Seth, he doesn’t remember who his mother is. He’s half wolf and half Seraph… like Gareth.” Seth remained quiet. “Seth? Did you hear me?” “Ash is trying to convince him to come home with us.” Annie’s heart began to pound. Why would Ashriel do that… unless it was what she suspected all along. Cyneolle was Gareth. He just didn’t remember. Anniel put her hands on Seth, her palms coming into contact with hot flesh. If he’d shifted into his tiger, then the poor thing was probably standing naked in front of her. “Seth, tell me. Is that my son?” Seth hands stroked Anniel’s arms. He sighed and then said. “Yes, Anniel. It’s Gareth.” Her legs almost gave out beneath her. “T-take me to him… please Seth.” Seth wrapped an arm around her waist and led her forward. She felt him close and reached out. Her fingers felt the thick dreadlocks and the massive chest underneath. Uncaring that he remained ramrod stiff, Anniel melted against him and cried. Between sobs, she breathed in his new scent. Her baby. At last she’d found him. “Why do you cry and clutch at me?” Her hands smoothed over him. The fabric covering his torso was stretchy, pulled taut over his bulkiness. She felt the bulging knots of his ...

... biceps and grinned, thinking that her baby was buff as well as Seraphian tall. She turned her head and kissed the middle of his chest. He flinched. “Please,” he gasped, “No more.” She never wanted to let him go. Sorrow over not having been able to see him grow and knowing all he had suffered because of her absence assailed her. “I’m so sorry, Pooky-boo.” Cyn stiffened in her embrace. “I…” He gulped and squeezed her tighter. “That is what she called me.” “Who?” “My mother,” he whispered after a long pause. Anniel smiled and then tipped her head back, even though she couldn’t see him. “I am your mother.” “Dev wants us to go back up into the palace,” Seth informed them. “We’d better get the others and hurry.” “I can’t leave,” Cyneolle rasped. “I cannot abandon my people.” Anniel tensed. She’d finally found her son and now she had to choose between going back home to Alpha 7 or remaining behind with him on this horrible planet. “Baby, Devon can help. We can fix the problems on this planet.” “Annie,” Seth growled in warning. “He can, Seth. You know that,” she snapped. She wanted her son back home with her. She refused to leave him behind to continue to lose what little humanity he had left. Remi could fix him too, repair his body and tissues, and rid himself of all the mechanical implements. “Anniel,” Ashriel began, “the LOS forbids—“ Cyneolle’s snarl cut him off. “The LOS is the primary culprit of our situation. They are the ones who undermine the healthy and free development of all ...