Dark Angel Part 5 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 5

... almost screamed when he traversed a pair of metal doors that opened last second. Remi’s laughter rang out in his mind. But the crazy weredragon wasn’t finished. He used his powers to open an elevator shaft and careened up the shaft at a ninety degree angle…straight up into the one hundred and eleventh level. Ashriel tightened his buttocks, fearing his heart and stomach would come out of his ass any second. He zipped around a corner, looping up the walls, ceiling, and floors until he flew into his quarters. The aircycle went sideways when he tried to stop, slid across the floor in a crazy spin until it bumped the edge of the bed’s pedestal. His mate, Rowie stared at him, the whites of her eyes showing in terror. “You crazy son-of-a-bitch. You scared the living shit—“ Ashriel tried again to sever the link, but he couldn’t. He was one with Remien when he jumped onto his mate’s bed and covered her very pregnant body with his. “Rowie,” he snarled, aroused. His mouth smothered her moan and his tongue conquered every hot inch of her mouth. Blood spurted from his tongue when he purposefully nicked them on her vampire fangs. She groaned, gripped his hair, and hungrily sucked every drop. Ashriel cried out in protest when his cock grew rigid. Remi palmed himself, wanting to fuck Rowie, take her ass to avoid hurting the babies. Rowie loved when he pierced her sweet rosette with his cock. “Baby,” he growled, his back twitching to release his dragon’s wings. “No-no,” Ashriel shouted ...

... angrily. He did not want to feel as if he were making love to another woman. Rowie backed away with a frown, “Ashriel?” Ashriel continued to struggle. Her eyes widened and she looked at Remien crossly. “Remi.” Remi sulked, “But I’m horny.” Rowie, tried not to laugh. “Let Ash go.” Ashriel stumbled back into Zak’s arms, dazed when he felt himself expulsed from the red weredragon’s mind. His scent was still all over him as well as Rowie’s. “I swear, I’m going to wring his stupid neck.” “Get in line,” Seth said appearing next to them. Ashriel raked his fingers through his hair, scowling when that only made the scent of cinnamon stronger. “He’s absolutely insane. Why the hell did Devon ever recruit him?” “I ask myself that every day,” Seth huffed. Zak laughed. “He’s not so bad. He’s a damn good fighter, as an Alpha Angel he’s really powerful, and you can count on him to back you up one hundred percent. I’d trust that bastard with my life or my family’s any day.” Ashriel gave Zak a doubtful look. “I just got clothes for you for our mission, Ash,” Seth said drawing his bewildered attention. Ashriel frowned. “What are you talking about?” Seth let his eyes go down Ashriel’s length. “You’re wearing Zak’s old stuff. We ordered you your own uniform.” “Uniform?” Seth looked at Zak before looking back at him. “Yeah. Uniform. Is there a fucking echo in here?” “Why have I been supplied with uniforms? What kind of uniforms? I do not want to be an Alpha Angel. My powers aren’t like yours.” Seth ...