Dating an Angel by Abbey MacMunn

Author:Abbey MacMunn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: shape shifter romance, dating agency for supernaturals, paranormal dating service, angels spirit spiritual essence otherworldly, death afterlife immortality heaven, relationships meeting connections, romantic comedy romance love
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing

Chapter Eight

“Evie, stop… I can’t—”

She silenced his protests by rubbing the hard bulge in his trousers.

He rewarded her with a groan of masculine pleasure. His eyelids flickered. His whole body trembled.

She pressed her erect nipples to his bare chest, gyrating her hips into him to make sure he felt her heat.

Caleb pulled back, his eyelids heavy, his scorching gaze loaded with sin. He fisted his fingers through her hair and tugged her head back.

She gasped at his urgency. Her arousal skyrocketed.

With her neck exposed, he trailed hot kisses along her collarbone and downwards, only pausing briefly to rip her pyjama top apart. Buttons flew in all directions, revealing her naked breasts.

The sudden cool air on her skin made her nipples throb. They peaked more, but Caleb soon warmed her. He fondled one breast while he took the other in his mouth and circled his tongue over the pink bud.

Evie giggled. “Isn’t there some rule about doing this sort of thing?”

He glanced up, taking his mouth off her. “If there is, then we’ll both be damned to Hell,” he murmured. Caleb straightened and kissed her lips again.

Tongues and teeth clashed.

His warm, capable hands touched every part of her, his actions frantic and ardent as he dragged her towards her bedroom.

Evie dragged him too, grabbling at his belt buckle and squeezing his tight arse.

Caleb threw her on her bed, the move so swift she barely managed to tuck in her wings. Her duvet puffed up either side—the rest of her flat might be a bit messy, but she always made her bed in the morning.

Who cares? All thoughts of bedmaking vacated her mind as Caleb whipped down her pyjama bottoms.

He stood over her, his wings quivering, fanning out like a peacock seeking to attract his mate, the move flashy yet elegant as if he sought to draw her attention to his physical fitness and sexuality. Not that he needed to.

His appreciative gaze zeroed in on her nakedness. “Dear Lord, don’t you wear underwear?”

She raised an eyebrow provocatively and opened her legs, giving him an eyeful. “Do you?”

Caleb wasted no time kicking off his shoes and slipping out of his trousers.

He didn’t wear underwear either.

Wow, she hadn’t expected that. He was always so immaculately dressed, but wearing nothing underneath…? The dampness between her legs intensified.

He lowered himself on top of her, his hot cock nudging her lower abdomen.

No, leading up to it, he slipped his fingers inside her.

Evie moaned. Her body jolted with ecstasy. She squeezed his rock-hard biceps, and they flexed beneath her touch. She slipped her hands underneath his wings, the most sensitive part, and teased him with her fingertips.

Caleb growled like a wild animal that had lost complete control as he buried his face in her neck.

She knew the feeling. Curling her fingers around his cock, she urged him towards her.

He thrust into her, his actions urgent, raw and primal, clinging to her like he never wanted to let her go.

Her body bucked in harmony with his, as though this was an inevitable development to their relationship.

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