1. Dark Angel Part 12


    Date: 6/17/2017, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    grinding his pelvis against her, making her gasp as the head of his cock kissed her womb. “We will have many years for this between us.” When her eyes grew molten again, he dipped his head and took her mouth. His tongue had just barely stroked past her lips when pounding on the door startled both of them. “Hey, you didn’t say you were going to use my cabin,” Natanael exclaimed through the sealed door. Ashriel scowled and couldn’t help the growl that erupted from his chest. “Go away.” He dipped his head to kiss those pretty giggles from his woman’s lips, but Natanael pounded on the door again, his voice charged with nervous anxiety, “but my stuff is in there.” Anniel stopped giggling and began pressing Ashriel back. Angry now, and refusing to let Anniel push him away, he snapped over his shoulder, “Natanael, you can get it later.” “No. I need to get something—now,” he insisted. Anniel’s hands pressed harder, her gaze darting to the door. Ashriel sat back, wincing when his cock finally withdrew from its snug haven. He raked an agitated hand through his hair with a huff. “Just tell me what it is and—“ “No,” Natanael roared so ferociously it made him and Anniel jump. “Fucking let me in or I swear to God I’ll fucking break this fucking door down—do you hear me?” Ashriel scrambled off the bed with a vehement curse as Anniel wrapped the comforter around herself and slid off the other side. He stalked to the door and slapped his hand on the pad to open it. Natanael’s wings were wide ...
    open, his breathing agitated, and eyes sparking with fury. It made Ashriel take a step back and keep his own escalating temper in check, otherwise they’d come to blows, He didn’t want to upset Anniel any further. “What the hell is the matter with you?” Ashriel hissed pressing his wings tight to his back to show he would not challenge the reaper’s aggression. He really wanted to grab the idiot by the throat and slam him against the wall. Natanael’s eyes were steely. “I need a few seconds—alone. Afterwards, you two can go back to screwing your brains out.” He looked away and stood off to the side, obviously wanting them out of his room so he could retrieve whatever was so damned important to him. Ashriel slid his arm around Anniel’s waist and led her out to the corridor. They looked at each other in confusion as Natanael brushed past them and closed the door. “I’ve never seen him so uptight,” she whispered, a little frown marring her forehead. Ashriel clutched her close, kissing the top of her head. She sighed, stroking his chest, but he frowned, remembering when he’d walked into Natanael’s room’s on Alpha 7. They’d been watching a vid-crystal and had turned it off quick when he strode in. Everyone had stared…apprehensively, and Naty had pocketed the crystal orb. His eyes narrowed to slits when Natanael finally emerged from the cabin, hands in pockets, face blank and aloof. “Room’s all your now. Seth says we should be arriving at our destination in two days.” Ashriel nodded. He ...
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