Her Dark Angel by Felicity Heaton

Author:Felicity Heaton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Dark Rose Publishing
Published: 2010-08-19T14:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

Apollyon stretched out in the bed, the dark pink duvet covering him from the waist down, and smiled from ear to ear. He had never felt so relaxed. Serenity slept beside him, curled up on her side with her hands around his right arm and her cheek pressed against it. Her breathing was soft and slow. He stroked the rogue strands of blonde hair from her face so he could see it better and felt how content she was. They had both enjoyed themselves last night.

When she had started showing signs of tiredness, he had stopped and contented himself with watching her sleep instead, enjoying the smile that had remained on her lips long after she had started dreaming. She was beautiful when she slept, beautiful when she was awake, beautiful when she screamed his name during her climax.

She had done that a few times.

Any immortal within at least two miles and any mortal in her building would have heard her. He smiled, feeling proud that he had managed to make her shriek at the top of her lungs. She had blushed violently afterwards and then burst into giggles. He loved the way she laughed. He loved that it had been because of him.

The sun had long since risen, casting warm light across the room through the white muslin curtains. He hadn’t slept much in the end. She had fascinated him too much and he had watched her the whole time. It had been dawn before he had realised it and he had dozed for a while, resting in her arms. He had never slept with someone like that before—held close by them, feeling protected in their embrace and content. Now he was wide awake while his angel slept. He wanted to wake her, to have her look at him and see her smile, but she needed to rest. She had been through so much recently and he had seen how it had affected her. Her smile had disappeared but he had brought it back and it felt as though he had made the sun shine again.

Apollyon pressed a light kiss to her forehead and gently removed her hands from his arm. She murmured a quiet protest, wrinkled her nose, and huddled down into the covers. He left the bed and pulled the covers up to her shoulders, tucking her in.

He waved his hand over himself, putting his black loincloth back in place, and padded quietly from the bedroom and through the living room to the kitchen. It was darker in the small kitchen and dining room. The sun didn’t reach around this side of the building. His shoulders itched and he rolled them, trying to ease the tension building there. His wings wanted to come out. He hadn’t confined them for this long in millennia. He hadn’t needed to. Sleeping on them had been painful and it had taken a lot of effort to get them to disappear. Serenity seemed to like him without wings. It had made whatever reservations she had about him disappear anyway.

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