Summon Dorn (Archangels Creed) (23 page)

No doubt shocked beyond speech, Sally gasped and stared into his eyes. An unfamiliar power or instinct brought his nose to her skin to inhale deeply, searching for scent-marks left by the Enemy. A bit of filthy residue clung to her cheek and he slid his tongue over it.

The animalistic urges to lick her clean horrified the part of him accustomed to the veneer of civilization but the forefront of his mind demanded it and he couldn't seem to do it fast enough. 

The sound she made in response made all his problems infinitely worse when it caused a hunger to erupt in him unlike any he
'd ever felt in his existence. He struggled to resist the opposing needs to consume and preserve her. Excruciating insanity!

He gazed into her eyes and froze at the fire he saw there. It belonged to that
filthy demon.

He
'd
marked
her.

The elements around them shook with his fury, dousing the orange glow in her eyes. Her lips trembled violently with the frigid air around them from his dragon
's breath. The beast was a hair trigger away from releasing and storming hell with unquenchable fury.

Dorn needed to get control before he hurt her.

In the next room, Jessie suddenly exploded with unspeakable pleasure from within. The intensity shattered Dorn's control. "Father!" he gasped, eyes shut tight.

The heat of Sally
's breath hit him as she spoke his name and his mouth crashed down on her lips, pushing them open with his, driving his tongue inside her, licking, sucking, tasting, consuming.

Dorn wasn
't prepared for the reaction she gave. Her soft body pushed against his as she returned his eagerness with her own, making sounds that threatened to explode his angelic mind. He captured her jaw with his entire hand, holding her exactly the way he wanted while he tasted her entirely and thoroughly, angelic utterances flowing from his mouth into hers.

****

Lucian couldn't believe how utterly delicious Jessie was. And the way she moved under his mouth drove him crazy, leaving him barely able to think straight. He knew one thing only, and that was to make her insane with pleasure.

Holding her firmly to the bed by her thighs, he licked with stealth and precision, resisting the urge go fast.
"Lucian, Lucian," she cried softly, kneading his scalp with her nails and thrusting into his lips. He pumped his hips into the mattress, his cock painfully hard for her, getting harder with her gasps, moans and sexy mewls. He was going to make her come. No waiting.

He slipped a finger inside her and groaned when she pulled his hair and called his name louder followed with
yes yes
. Working his finger into her tight wet silk, he pulled up to watch. Once his finger was in as far as he could go, he explored her core with delicate probes and strokes, seeking her pleasure spot. He switched from watching her grip his finger to longing for the eager peaks of her breasts.

He leaned and delivered several flicks to the swollen gem between her folds and his cock jumped in response to her bucking pants. The heat of her desire awed him, but knowing he was responsible for it made him feel invincible. He adjusted his hand to keep his finger inside her while the pad of his thumb stroked the erect nerve bundle so he could watch her.

"Lucian, yes, do it."

He pulled his finger slowly out, nearly beside himself at seeing it covered with her cream. He slid it back in, relishing her desperate, straining grunts for more. Her inner contours gripped and pulled at him with amazing strength, more impatient each time he drew back.

The careful pressure he kept up with his thumb made her thigh muscles quiver in time with his strokes even as her responses grew more desperate by the second.

****

Jessie was too lost in sensation to worry about what Lucian must think about her wanton behavior. Such desperation was hardly attractive, but she was beyond caring. As long as he didn't stop what he was doing to her, he could think whatever he wanted.

God, the texture of his finger inside her! Incredible! Before, she never would have believed that part of a woman
's body could distinguish such detail. Every nerve ending she possessed focused on his touch, while the rest of her being puzzled over getting him to do more.

The urgency of her need increased until she no longer cared what more he might do, as long as he didn
't stop. He drew his finger back, despite her cries of protest, forcing her to lift her hips in an arc off the bed as she sought to pull him back inside.

His breath against her skin sent waves of fresh heat rolling across her. Then he touched her folds again, sliding his finger back inside, only broader, thicker, stretching her. Two fingers. An expectant heaviness settled across her pelvis.

A sudden cascade of sensation hit as Lucian moved his fingers independently. Continuing to stroke with his thumb, he somehow leaned up to flick his tongue across her painfully distended nipple.

Jessie
's heart stopped as something inside her broke. Tears rolled over her lashes as surges of uncontrollable spasms rocked her body, muscles clenching and relaxing in a powerful rhythm.

****

The sudden change in his human's body across the hall shattered this new power over Dorn. He flew off of Sally, literally, ending with his back against the far wall, staring at her with a confused horror.

She too bolted up, she too transformed. But there was no fear or confusion in her countenance but…something else he wasn
't certain of. Dorn braced as his soon to be wife stormed over. She slapped him across the face. Dorn flashed to the door and blocked her hurried exit. "Don't…go." Even his voice sounded frail and strange to his ears.

"
Why? Do you want to molest me again?"

He swallowed his immediate response of
yes
realizing molest wasn't the right term. And no, he didn't want to do that again—wait yes, he did but…he just needed her to stay. He wasn't even sure why. He was never without absolute confidence and the change was nearly debilitating.

He bumbled words, and to hear it was astonishing. Like his body parts were short-circuiting on him.
"I don't know what to tell you." He closed his eyes, still struggling to catch his breath. "This has never happened."

"
What?"

"
All of it. All of this insanity."

She choked out a gasp.
"Insanity? Is that what you called that?"

He finally felt and understood her emotions. Offense. But not at the fact of what he had done. At the fact he had
stopped.

What he
'd felt on the couch rushed to the surface, bringing a wave of need. He stroked a trembling finger along her face, watching the anger melt from her brow as she stared back into his gaze. "You liked it," he said, utterly astonished. He'd felt her positive response but thought he'd surely influenced or forced it.

No, she hadn
't just liked it. She liked
him
.

The unfathomable notion caused his body to erupt in blue flames. Literally.

****

Lucian watched, heart stuttering, while Jessie went to pieces. His cock surged, reaching toward her. Her face was even more beautiful in passion. Wait. Tears?
"
Ce am făcut greșit Iubiților,? Te-am rănit
?" Damn it, she wouldn't understand what he meant. "What have I done wrong, Beloved? Did I hurt you?" He hadn't reverted to Romanian as much over the last four years as he had in the last couple of hours. "Jessie? Are you okay?"

Her body finally went mostly still and her breathing evened out. When she opened her eyes, lashes still spikey with tears, Lucian
's heart dropped. She must hate him. A much smaller spasm rolled through her body, arching her spine.

"
Lucian, that was unbelievable." A little smile curved her sweet lips.

He released the breath he hadn
't realized he'd been holding. Damn! He'd never been so worried. "You're okay? Truly?"

The pink tip of her tongue swept across her lower lip, distracting him.
"No."

His face must have shown his horror because she immediately smiled.

"I'm not okay because I want more." She took his hand and drew it to her mouth. "I want you to feel that, too. I want us to feel it together." Her lips traced his knuckles. "I had no idea."

Lucian
's heart started beating again. "I was afraid I'd hurt you."

"
Far from it." She tugged at his hand to draw him further up on the bed until they were face to face. "I'm sorry I scared you." Leaning in closer, she trailed her lips across his jaw until she reached his mouth.

The silky glide of her mouth on his took over, and Lucian forgot to worry. He gladly let her take the lead, relishing in the innocence of her explorations. Torn between wanting her to linger at his mouth, and needing her touch everywhere else, Lucian slid his fingers into the brushed silk of her hair, rolling a lock between his fingertips and marveling at the texture.

Jessie left his lips to kiss down over his jaw and neck, then slid her mouth across his chest, pausing to taste every dip and contour, until she reached his nipple. Her tongue flicked across the angel's tear and a bolt of fire shot through him. Unable to lie back and let her have all the fun any longer, he tugged at her hair to draw her mouth back to his.

Undeterred, Jessie continued exploring with her hands while she returned his kiss. When she skimmed the tips of her fingers lightly over the rippling muscles of his abdomen, he couldn
't prevent the sharp hiss that escaped from between their lips.

Jessie smiled against his mouth as her fingers continued their stealthy descent to the point on his body near bursting with aching need. Need for her attention in any way he could get it. 

****

Sally
's breath rushed out at the sight before her. She wasn't sure what to be, terrified or…okay terrified. Except her body seemed to be other things. Things that had her body hot. Very hot. "You're…you're on fire," she breathed, vaguely wondering if it burned him. By the agonized look on his face, something was excruciating.

"
You should leave."

Oh?
"But…you just told me to stay." Her words were barely audible.

"
I want to do things to you that…I don't think are…" he closed his eyes like he forgot how to speak. "You really need to leave, this is too strong."

"
What…is too strong?"

Dorn gasped and fell to his knees and Sally hurried to him only to encounter a solid wall of blue air.
"I can taste you. You taste…unlike anything in the Heavenly Universes…" He reached a hand toward her and Sally could feel the effort through the strange wall around him. "I
need you
."

Those last words penetrated Sally
's female parts like molten spikes, a potent hunger so primal and feral, it left her body trembling with the need to be touched by him. "Dorn, I..." That fire inside pranced upon her throbbing ache relentlessly. "Oh God," she gasped, her womb clenching hard and her clit pulsing. She collapsed to the floor when her muscles turned to mush under the intensity.

A low growl filled the air and Sally gazed at the man from where she lay. Hunched on the floor, he stared at her, eyes glowing with brilliant liquid aquamarine. Why was he doing this, filling her with a terrible need and not touching her?

****

"
Jessie." It came out sounding like a prayer. She tormented him with her agonizing descent to where he needed her so desperately when he realized her destination. He refused to give in to the need to help her get there faster, especially when her breasts reached his shaft.

He undulated his hips and she slid the full mounds over him while sucking at his abs. Lucian rose onto his elbows, watching, fantasizing what it would feel like to slide his length up and down between her breasts while she held them tight together. Her kisses no longer teased but had grown hungry. Her tongue swirled and probed in his navel, rapidly driving him insane.

"
Dumnezeu, Jessie, grăbește-te, iubire
" His plea for her to hurry came unbidden as he latched his fingers in her hair and pushed her toward his ache, needing those hot kisses and tongue all over it.

She gripped his thighs, her fingers eager and digging as she obliged him. Lucian watched in agony as she stroked her face and lips over his cock, making it jerk with
desperate desire. She was lost in the moment, eyes closed, mewling and moaning like he was everything she'd dreamed.

Lucian worked his hips for more friction. He couldn
't resist reaching a hand and placing it behind her head and pressing. The desperate moan she gave said she loved that. Lucian latched his fingers in her hair and pulled, his need leaping beyond his control. "Suck me Jessie."

With a small cry she took hold of him and devoured him entirely with a ravenous hunger. Lucian grabbed hold of the covers, bowing under the bolt of pleasure, groaning and gasping through the electrical punches hammering his stomach, cock and balls. He threw his head back and cried,
"
Dumnezeu, da, ea suge greu
!"