On Wings of Passion by M. D. Grimm

Author:M. D. Grimm [Grimm, M. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-213-6
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-07-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

ROLAND JERKED awake when sunlight hit his closed lids. He grumbled and curled up tighter, covering his face with his arm. He was sore and happy about it and wanted to bask as long as he could. But the sunlight wasn’t going anywhere. Resigned to being awake, he opened his eyes, blinking in deference to the blinding rays, and found he was once again on Asagoroth’s giant palm. Warm and sated, he didn’t move immediately.

They were still in the clearing with the heated pool. A few birds were twittering at the new day, and an amazing feeling of peace washed over Roland. What would it be like to wake like this every day? Sore and satisfied from a night of energetic sex, then a lazy waking before maybe more sex.

Hold on there, angel. Roland shook his head to clear it of the dregs of lust and satiation.

While Asagoroth didn’t seem to be the fickle sort, Roland couldn’t assume anything. It was a good sign he’d awakened on Asagoroth’s palm again, and all evidence of the night before pointed to genuine affection. But the first lover Roland had ever taken said all the right things, made all the right moves, and still fluttered away the next morning with barely a “Thanks, that was fun. Bye.”

Roland knew his feelings for Asagoroth were in danger of deepening, and he couldn’t stop the fall or the exhilaration it brought. But what if he let himself get in too deep, and then Asagoroth rejected him?

Swallowing hard, Roland sat up and carefully stretched. His muscles protested but also felt better for it. Asagoroth slept deeply, his heavy, steady breathing a solid rhythm in contrast to the erratic bird cries. He was close to Asagoroth’s face and wondered how much movement would awaken him.

Did he feel the same connection Roland did? Did his feelings go deeper than fondness or lust?

Roland slipped off Asagoroth’s palm and considered his own desires. What did he want from Asagoroth? What he’d just done was not only forbidden, but abhorrent to all angels. His sister might even disown him. He could be labeled outcast.

The full weight of that crashed down on his head, and Roland covered his mouth to stifle a cry. He’d been living in the moment, letting passion override all other considerations. But now he thought, now he considered, and realized he’d made a colossal mistake.

Or had he?

Damn the Light!

Roland turned away and walked to the pool, his legs slightly shaky but steady enough. He stared at the heated water that held their secret before abruptly sitting down to dangle his feet in it.

“What am I going to do?” he whispered to himself. He ran his fingers through his hair and bumped against the aching bite mark. He fingered it and shivered.

Reality one: angels and demons were enemies.

Reality two: Asagoroth had captured four heirs and planned to hold them hostage until the angels surrendered to his dominance.

Reality three: Roland had just let said dragon fuck him within an inch of his life.

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