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Chapter Ten
I looked up at him expectantly until he grinned and lowered his face to press his lips to
mine. His tongue slid against me as his fingers curled into the hair at the back of my head.
He pushed his body forward, making me lie back on the bed with him on top of me. It
had been less than twenty-four hours, but I’d missed the weight of him on me.
“I was so worried,” I whispered against his mouth.
“I’m sorry. It couldn’t be helped. I swear I didn’t mean to be so long. We’ll talk about it
tomorrow, okay? I promise. Not tonight though.”
“Not tonight,” I agreed before pulling his head down to kiss me again.
His mouth moved from my lips, over my jaw and down my throat. I felt his fingers
unbuttoning my shirt before he resumed his kissing descent over my chest to my stomach.
I needed this. I needed him. The feel of his skin against mine reassured me that he was
really back and he was okay. The story of how and why could wait. All that mattered was that he
was back.
The unbuttoning of my jeans brought me back to what it was he was actually doing to
me. His tongue dipped under the waistband of my jeans while he pulled my zipper down. I lifted
my hips so he could slide off the pants. I heard them hit the door behind him with a soft thump.
“Sariel is going to hear us,” I said with a soft laugh.
“He knows what we’re doing in here,” Elijah growled as he spread my legs with strong
hands on my thighs.
“How do you know?”
“Because I told him that when we got back here I was going to rip all of your clothes off
and kiss every inch of skin you’d let me before laying down and begging you to fuck me.”
“You told him that?” I asked in surprise.
“He asked,” Elijah said with a shrug. “Now, can we please not talk about the Angel on
your couch and get back to the part where I’m going to press my mouth against every piece of
you that I possibly can?”
Without waiting for an answer, he wrapped his lips around my aching cock and slid down
my shaft. My hands clenched into the bed sheets in shock and pleasure. His hands cupped my
balls while his mouth worked quickly up and down my erection.
I bit my lower lip to keep from crying out. Just because our guest knew what was going
on in the bedroom didn’t mean he wanted to hear it. However, if Elijah kept up at the pace he
was sucking my cock I would be screaming my orgasm in minutes.
“Elijah,” I hissed. “If you don’t stop I’m going to come.”
His lips released me, and he climbed up my body to kiss me quickly before rolling over
and grabbing for the lube that was lying on the nightstand.
“I guess I’ll have to kiss the rest of you later,” he said as he coated my cock in the
smooth, thick liquid. “I want to feel you inside of me.”
He straddled my hips and used his hand to guide my cock to his opening. Slowly, he
lowered himself on top of me. His ass was so tight it felt as if a fist gripped my tip as I broke
through the tight ring of muscles. When he had adjusted to the initial intrusion of my cock, he
lowered himself further, sliding down my shaft until his ass rested against my body.
I stared into his eyes, which gazed back at me without blinking. We looked at each other
for a few minutes, both of us seeming to want to say something but neither of us able to find
words. And then he moved over me and speech might as well have not existed.
My fingers dug into his hips as he slammed himself up and down, up and down, up and
down, until I thought I might pass out from the pleasure of his ass clenching over my shaft.
A groan escaped my throat as my balls tightened painfully against my body. I didn’t even
have a chance to warn him before the orgasm ripped through me, my muscles spasming as stars
exploded behind my eyelids.
Elijah cried out as he came on my chest in hot, wet spurts. His body shuddered over me,
and he barely caught himself on his hands before plummeting down onto me. He managed to
disengage himself from me and roll onto the mattress, his hand finding mine as we both fought
for breath.
When I was sure I could move without collapsing I sat up, took off my shirt that had
somehow managed to stay on and used it to clean myself up. I tossed it to the floor then rolled
over to look at Elijah.
“Can I be in love with you?” I asked. I hadn’t really planned on saying it, but it had just
slipped out and I didn’t regret it.
“Why not?” he asked, a small smile twitching at the corner of his lips.
“I don’t know. It seems like it should be too soon, I guess.”
“Do you love me?”
“Yeah.” There was no hesitation. I did love him. I think I’d known it when Alice had said
it earlier. But it had been cemented when I was sitting up waiting for him to come back. The
thought that he might not return had been too horrific to even consider. If he had been hurt, or
worse, I think I might have just stopped breathing. I’d have died from the pain of it. “Yes. I love
you.”
“Good. Because I think I fell in love with you at your office when you told me I was
hotter than sin and that Armageddon was coming. If you didn’t love me too, I don’t think I could
stand it. I just—”
Sariel’s voice from the living room cut him off. “Fabulous, you love him. He loves you. I
love you both. We all fucking love each other. Will you let the Mortal sleep now? You’re
grossing me out.”
I felt my face flush and looked at Elijah in horror, but he was shaking with silent
laughter. I’d forgotten there was another Angel in the apartment until Sariel had yelled at us.
“Glad you’re amused,” I grumbled.
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