A slow smile tips at Hazel’s lips, and she runs her fingers through my hair at the base of my skull. “I’m going to have to tell Annex that he was wrong. Angels can be tons of fun under the right circumstances.”
An unexpected bark of laughter leaves my lips as my stomach flip-flops. Seeing her happy is addictive.
Reality catches up all too quickly, and I fight the urge to let it sour my mood. It doesn’t make me hate knowing I’ll always have to leave to honor the next assignment any less.
Chapter Nineteen
Annex
It’s a good thing I’m not territorial. I wasn’t necessarily expecting to find Hazel and Zephyr tangled up in one another in her bed, but I can’t exactly say I’m surprised either.
My money was on the couch.
Maybe the wall.
That angel was so pent up, I’m surprised he managed to make it to the bed.
At least he put up a decent performance.
Hazel’s satisfaction and contentment are almost palpable as I appear next to the two of them on her mattress.
I’m going to go out on a limb and assume she didn’t have the opportunity to tell him about what she really is. I’m not sure he’d be looking down at her with such soft affection as she rests against his chest if she did.
Which is shitty.
He should be willing to accept her for exactly who and what she is.
Perhaps that’s a bit too optimistic, but I’ll be here to spoil her rotten and pick up the pieces if he chooses not to make the right call.
Zephyr’s head swivels, and his distaste for me is apparent. He’s a bit of a cliché angel. Isn’t he?
I palm the back of Hazel’s head and stretch over Zephyr’s arm to nuzzle my cheek to hers. “Sorry to be a pain in the arse when you smell so well fucked, but you’re a meal too tempting to pass up.”
Wrapping my fingers in her hair, I tilt her mouth to mine. I shove my tongue into her mouth and dose her with a tiny burst of lust.
Hazel’s eyes pop open, and she smiles into the kiss, grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me closer.
Fuck.
I’d raze entire villages just to keep her safe. Luckily, that’s not likely to be necessary in this day and age.
She converts the tiny bit of magic I fed her and slips it back to me with a punch that makes my entire body buzz with extra energy.
It’s so potent that I don’t even mind when she grinds her pussy over the angel’s pelvis.
Ha.
If I were him, I’d already be inside her.
I pull back from our kiss and give her a final peck before sliding down the bed.
Zephyr and Hazel are chest-to-chest, but I have an extra-long tongue. If he’s not going to take care of her before bed, I certainly have no qualms about it.
Luckily, I have long legs too. With their legs tangled together, it means I have to kneel over both sets. I manage it just fine.
Flicking my tongue out, I work my hands under Hazel’s hips and pull them up several inches while scooting down the bed just a bit to get better access.
The angel glares.
