Summon Dorn (Archangels Creed) (24 page)

Lucian began to wonder if she knew Romanian when she tightened her suction while her lips glided up and down his hard length.  And when she slowly opened her eyes, the hungry fire in those mocha depths brought his orgasm on a silver platter.

He reached for her head, stopping her.

He wanted his first climax to be deep inside her body while he made passionate love to her.  

Chapter Twenty Three

"
Please…" Sally reached a hand for Dorn, her legs scissoring restlessly, trying to relieve the intense ache between them. Her nipples tightened and became super sensitized, tingling with the desire to be touched, licked, sucked, bit, any and all those things. The deeply grooved lines on his forehead, the strain of his perfect, beautiful mouth, the trembling of his massive body looked like he was trying to lift a mountain.

His mouth opened in a sudden gasp and his eyes clenched shut, the growling sound turning to deep rumbling, vibrating through her skin. God, she couldn
't take it anymore. "Please, touch me," she cried, roaming her hands over her body in desperation, squirming on the floor.

A second later his hot tongue plundered her mouth and his hands tore away clothes until she lay naked beneath him. Oh God, his skin, he was entirely nude, silky hot muscles pressing perfectly against her body. Sally opened her legs and arched her back as her body erupted in need, his tongue dueling with hers. God, now, she had to have him now.
"Please," she gasped, raking her fingers over his shoulders and back, feeling the muscles turn to rock right under her touch.

His mouth left hers and she could only whimper as his lips moved like a wild fire over her neck, making their way down. The intense heat of his mouth closed around her nipple with the perfect touch, lick and suck.
"Oh God, yes!" Sally latched her fingers in his hair. He slid his hand under her and pressed between her shoulder blades, pushing more of her breast into his mouth. Sally tried to help, pulling his silky hair, forcing the connection tighter still while mewling like crazy.

He captured her other breast in his large hand, his fingers tender and yet tinged with eagerness while his growls reverberated through her body. Jesus he felt amazing between her legs. She clamped his broad waist tight, pulling him, tilting her hips in search for what she had to have. When his thick arousal brushed against her inner thigh, she cried out.

"Dorn, yes, God yes."

She whimpered in pain and disappointment when his lips left her breast. Until she realized where they were headed. Oh heaven help her. Would he?

When his face was between her legs, he looked at her and she thought her heart would stop. The blue of his eyes swirled like boiling liquid. He stared at her while he held her open with his thumbs and slid his tongue slowly along the length of her opening. She could only gasp, unable to take her eyes from his.

"
This," he whispered. "This is what I have to have." He looked down at what he'd just tasted. "Nothing like it in all the Universes." His brows furrowed in concentration and his tongue flicked lightly over the furious ache there. His gaze flew to hers when she bucked under his hands clamping down on her thighs. That growl returned and tickled the sensitive skin of her folds, making her squirm for more. He slid his tongue again, slower, his eyes riveted to her face, watching her reaction. Sally wiggled her hips and arched her back. Dorn's gaze was hypnotic as he placed his mouth entirely on her sex and tenderly moved it side to side over her, using the motion to bury his lips between her folds and make out with her throbbing bud. My God! Her fingers blindly reached to capture his head, wanting, needing to hold him right there.

Dorn hands switched from pressing her legs open to holding her like a dish, cupping her butt and devouring her essence while she bucked and
spasmed under his beautiful mouth.

****

Jessie paused and let Lucian's length pop from her lips. He wanted to make love to her. She couldn't have been more happy about anything in her life. He sat up and kissed her, aggressive, pushing her down onto the bed, his breath hot and hard in her mouth, his hands eagerly kneading her breasts. Once between her legs, those gorgeous green eyes stared down into her face, full lips parted, dark brows pinched in ecstasy as he rocked his length against her folds. Jessie stared right back at him, sliding her inner thighs along his muscular sides, stroking with the soles of her feet along his silky muscled legs and tight butt. He was beautiful with his arms braced on either side of her, muscles flexing. He finally leaned and kissed her softly, whispering Romanian against her lips. God she couldn't wait any more. She reached between them and took hold of his shaft and rubbed him on herself. She pressed his thick tip to her entrance and arched her back in anticipation and need. "Do it Lucian."

More whispered Romanian just before he entered accompanied his choked gasp. Jessie clawed at his hips, squirming under him, needing him in her in that exact instant. His size made her feel like a virgin.
"I don't want to hurt you." His words were a strained rasp.

Hurt her?
"Please, do it. Now. I need you." She didn't care how desperate she sounded. It made no difference. Because she truly was that desperate. She
needed
him to possess her, to claim her forever, while she did the same to him. "The only way you'll hurt me is if you don't."

And still he hesitated, hovering barely inside her, his body trembling with a need that matched her own.

Jessie shifted her legs to gain leverage and instinctively angled her hips. Contracting her thighs, she drew him deeper and he took over from there.

Uttering a groan, he thrust himself inside her, buried to the hilt. A brief pause to allow her body to adjust to his intrusion, and he withdrew to thrust again. And again. He set an intense rhythm, driving Jessie
's body toward a massive release.

The feel of powerful muscles flexing under Lucian
's smooth skin endlessly fascinated her but he refused to let her have time to explore to her satisfaction. With one hand under the small of her back, he used the other for leverage to lift himself to his knees, keeping Jessie's body impaled. Sitting back on his heels, he let her ass rest on his thighs.

"
Trebuie să uit fata ta
." The soft syllables touched every part of her, without even knowing what he said. "I must watch your face." The translation made her a little self-conscious but the passion in his eyes quickly made her forget.

Every sensation in her body quickly centered in her pelvis, every muscle quivering. With strong hands on her waist, each stroke touched a spot inside her that ratcheted up the tension, tightening muscles and leaving her straining to meet him again.

His full lips parted and his eyes glazed over as he watched her face. Soon, delicious grunts accompanied his every breath and his brows furrowed hard. He tightened his hold on her hips and began jerking her onto him, faster, harder, his mouth opening wider as he watched her breasts move under his dominance, watched her cry out from the intensity. Finally his eyes clenched tight and he let out a beautiful roar, the muscles in his chest, stomach, and neck flexing with the most powerful release. At seeing the angel on his body tremble and glisten with his passion, everything within her uncoiled at once, a massive wave rolling through her body. Lucian fell onto her and drove in one final time, right as a screech filled the air. 

****

Sally's butt hit the floor abruptly and Dorn was suddenly standing, his chest heaving. "I…I have to be there, I have to go."

And then he was gone, just like that, leaving Sally ten seconds from the greatest explosion she
'd ever had. Maybe he'd saved her life, because she felt like she may have died from it. At the same time, she was pissed. How dare he leave her like that?

****

Not even an army of demons entering the room at that point would have bothered Lucian. He was away on a journey to a place called Jessie nirvana and Dorn's sudden appearance was entirely insignificant.

It didn
't even occur to him that he stood near the bed, bare chested. He barely fathomed even the strange symbols on his chest glowing aquamarine. But then a screech filled the room loud enough to burst his ear drums with an explosion of blue from Dorn's torso.

A conglomerate of oh-fucking-wow proceeded to follow. All while Jessie
's perfect body milked his mind-blowing orgasm, a larger-than-the-house creature erupted from the angel's chest and the angel shouted words Lucian didn't even try to understand. Suddenly the dragon-snake-looking beast swam around the room and sucked up the blue and white light that blinded Lucian.

Two seconds later, Lucian watched as the aqua-colored creature dove back into Dorn
's chest, leaving the room dark except for the blue glow of symbols on the angel's broad bare torso.

Then those too vanished and Lucian gasped and collapsed half on Jessie, sudden fatigue hitting his brain like a Super Nova Valium.

****

Dorn was suddenly in a room with a woman. He stood long enough to see her beautiful face go worried as everything slowly turned to black.

What was that amazing smell and taste? Dorn fought to wake so he could have it. He needed it. He finally opened his eyes and met with an odd expression on a female…human? No, woman. Why did he think human?

Dorn felt disconnected but from what he couldn
't quite figure out. What had he been doing before he slept. Wait…slept? Why did that word seem foreign? He tried to connect the term with the act and couldn't. Which was odd since he was pretty sure it was a common thing he did. Why
wouldn't
he sleep? Didn't everyone?

"
Are you okay?" she asked.

He sniffed and realized the smell was her.
"You smell…"

"
I smell?" she looked confused.

What did she smell? He didn
't know. "Yes."

"
Like stink?"

"
No." He sat up and looked around the strange room. "You smell…like something I should eat." He stared at her, wondering over the strange words he'd just said. "Sorry, I'm confused, that didn't…I'm sure that wasn't…" Why was she blushing profusely? "I didn't mean anything bad, it's just…" he studied her, wondering why it seemed like she was somebody or something he was supposed to do something with. "Who are you again? I feel like I know you or should."

Her eyes slowly widened.
"You don't remember me?"

Uh-oh.
"I'm supposed to?"

"
Welllll yes, I think so."

"
You're very beautiful." He clenched his eyes. "I'm…sorry, that wasn't supposed to come out."

"
It's…fine, I don't mind."

He looked at her and his gaze went immediately to the slight smile on her lips.
"Very beautiful," he whispered.

She grinned out-right and he wondered over it.
"I like you much better this way."

"
What way? Was I different?" He looked around. "I don't remember stuff."

"
What kind of stuff?" she asked.

He met her gaze, distracted with the flecks of gold in her dark hazel eyes.
"Like where I am for one."

"
Do you…remember my name?"

"
Sally," he said, without thinking. No problem with that, at least.

She smiled, seeming to like that.
"Very good. And your name?"

His raised his brows in surprise when he drew a blank.
"That cannot be a good sign. I'm thinking I should know that." He reached and touched her face, mostly to see if the skin was as soft as it looked. "But…I know you. I remember…"

Her lips parted suddenly.
"You remember…what?"

He thought hard for a second then closed his eyes only to have them pop open when he got flashes of memory.
"Oh wow," he said in shock, heat spearing his groin. He looked at her. "I…I tasted you and…you were…the best thing I'd ever tasted in the Universes." He blinked several times. "Universes?" He looked at her. "Why would I think there's more than one universe?"

"
Ohhhh my goodness," she said, amazed. "You must've hit your head something serious." She reached up and stroked along his forehead as though looking. When her fingertips touched his skin, more heat shot through him and he caught her wrist.

"
Why do I need to…"

She looked him in the eyes.
"Need to what?"

He narrowed his gaze trying to find the right words, they all seemed so foreign to him.
"I need to…" He stared at her mouth and realized what he needed. He leaned in to her and she held his shoulders, stopping him.

"
What are you doing?" she asked.

But why did she ask? She clearly needed what he did.
"I'm…tasting you."

"
Why?"

Why? Was that a logical question to what he was doing? It didn
't seem like it. But she clearly thought it was and he was supposed to know the answer. "Because…" Hmmm. Why? He stared at her lips, seeing the answer. The only thing he came up with was, "I like it."