His movements slowed to a lazy pace. The hand around her throat released her in favor of stroking her hair back from her face as he breathed against her neck. Every gust of air sent a wave of tingles over her skin. She thought she might die from happiness.
“You okay?” he murmured.
“Mhm.” She couldn’t form a coherent sentence yet.
“I didn’t hurt you?”
“No.”Maybe a little.She was definitely going to make use of her healing ability again.
“Can’t get enough of you.”
“Mmm.”
“Never been so obsessed with anything.” He stroked her hair again, his claws gently scraping her scalp. “Thought I’d be numb forever until you.”
She turned her head to catch a glimpse of his golden eyes. As usual, they were piercing in their intensity. She loved them.
“I feel the same way about you,” she said. “I wasn’t numb, but I felt…lost, maybe. I was fixated on my goal of reascending, but I’m starting to realize it was a distraction. I told myself that if I could just get back to where I used to be, my life would have purpose again. But all I was doing was wasting time. How can it be called living when one is so fixated on a future goal that they forget to enjoy the present?”
He nodded in understanding.
“You’re showing me how to enjoy the moment.” So much so that she was becoming skilled at blocking out thoughts of the future. Utilizing those skills now, she reached up to stroke his jaw. “Your eyes are so beautiful. You’re beautiful. In all your forms.”
He cocked a brow. “Whatever you say, angel.”
She smirked. “You know you’re pretty, demon. Don’t pretend to be modest. I’ll never believe it.”
Shooting her a look, he pulled out, going slowly because he knew she was sore. The rush of sensation and the flood of wetness that poured out between her thighs made her moan.
He gripped her arms suddenly, turning, and then flung her on her back on the mattress.
Spreading her legs with a grip on her knees, that fierce golden gaze fixed between her thighs and darkened to liquid amber. “Fuck, I love watching my cum spill out of you.”
She squirmed. His dark possessiveness stirred something primal in her.
He looked up, meeting her eyes, expression serious. “I love everything about you, Sunshine.”
She swallowed, her throat suddenly tight.I feel the same, she wanted to say.I never knew what love was until I met you. I never knew what happiness was. I never knew what freedom was. And now that I know what it feels like, I don’t think I can live without it.
But before she could speak, he smiled suddenly. That playful lopsided smile reminded her of the sweet animals he cared for. It wasn’t an expression she saw often on his stern face, and she adored it that much more for it.
“My little ray of sunshine,” he said.
The strange dream she’d had returned in a rush. The way he’d thrust so deep into her mouth and her core, the way he’d whispered sweet things in her ear… At the time, she’d been shocked at the things her mind had come up with. Now she had lived them first hand.
“You know,” she said with a smile as he disappeared his wings and dropped onto his back beside her. “You called me that in a dream I had.” She rolled onto her side and stroked a hand over his strong chest, feeling the texture of his scaled skin beneath her palm.
But when she expected him to smile again and maybe tease her for dreaming of him, instead he frowned deeply. “What dream?”
“It’s silly.” Her face heated at the prospect of admitting her secret.
But he sat up as if this was a matter of great importance. “What dream?”
She frowned at his sudden tension but explained, “That night we shared the bed in your cave in Hell, I had a dream about you of an…explicit nature. It’s funny I dreamed that because of course I hadn’t seen all of you yet, but somehow I imagined it perfectly.” Her cheeks flushed.
Once again, she expected him to laugh or perhaps tease her, but he did neither. Instead, he continued to stare at her with great intensity.
Her heart sped up as a sliver of alarm penetrated. She sat up as well. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”
