Dark Angel Part 7 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 7

... She fed him the bite of omelet, and then offered him a bit of bacon. She forgot her hunger, or perhaps she felt sated, because she became fascinated with feeding him, watching his white teeth close on the fork as she pressed it passed his lush lips. He seemed so sweet, his eyes on her face as she fed him, it made her want to cry. When she offered him orange juice, the bob of his Adam’s apple had her almost groaning. She wanted to sink her teeth into that sexy throat. Ashriel licked his lips and stared at her. Anniel growled and leaned forward, needing to kiss him more than taking in her next breath. The sight of Seth standing in the doorway made her jump. “Everything okay, Sweetheart?” she asked him. Ashriel scowled and turned to look at Seth. “Don’t mean to interrupt, but the princess from Utuduo already contacted us. She should be here in about half an hour for rendezvous.” “Right,” Anniel sighed. She’d forgotten Angel and she were to board the Utuduodian royal vessel for the final approach to Rhylos. Ashriel and she would be separated for a day. “Half an hour, baby. Got it.” Seth nodded and left. He was always virtually expressionless, but there was some emotion in his eyes that made her want to go after him. Was he sad? Why? She usually had breakfast with him. Was that it? Did he feel abandoned? Anniel pouted. Poor baby… but then she noticed Ashriel’s thunderous expression. “What?” she asked, concerned. His lips tightened into a hard line. “Why do you address him with ...

... endearments?” Anniel stared at him in confusion. “I raised him since her was a tiny thing.” The memory of Seth’s tiny size despite his age flashed in her mind. He’d been nine-years-old, but looked more like a five-year-old, the results of being neglected and deprived of affection. “He’s no longer a tiny thing. He’s a man,” Ashriel snorted. Anniel put down her fork and frowned at him. His jealousy was absurd. “I love Seth like a son. He’s my baby. He’s like a son to all of us. We all raised him.” “He is neither your son, nor your baby.” “Ashriel, I don’t like that you’re jealous of my Seth. I won’t allow you to separate me from any of my family. I love Devon, Angel, Remien, Rowie, Zachariel, Alluna, and Sethaliel. What happened between us won’t change that ever.” Ashriel narrowed his eyes. “You’re forgetting one more.” When Anniel frowned in confusion, he spat, “Lucien.” Anniel’s eyes widened. She stared at his angry countenance and nodded slowly, whispering, “Yes. I love Luke too.” The anger left his face and he looked at her, eyes full of hurt. *** She’d named so many, and even admitted to loving Lucien, the dark prince…but she hadn’t mentioned him. Ashriel felt like the biggest fool. Maybe it was too soon for her. He’d been watching over her for so long, he knew her intimately. He knew she was strong, hard working, but she was also very feminine. Pink and black were her favorite colors and she was very maternal. He loved that about her. He loved her. But she really didn’t know ...