Daman's Angel (Crimson Romance) by Ross Charmaine

Author:Ross, Charmaine [Ross, Charmaine]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: romance, paranormal
Publisher: Adams Media
Published: 2013-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Unexplored appetite let her take what he gave. The more she felt, the more she wanted. Her mind, body, skin yearned to be touched. She wound her arms around his neck, locking him so close her tingling breasts crushed against his chest.

She knew there was more, so much more than just kissing. She knew of it, had seen it, but experiencing it made one hell of a difference. Her body was weighted by an enslaving ache. Her insides were hollow. Heated blood flowed through her veins. And all that reverberated in her mind was how much she wanted this to be. With him. Now.

There was no wrong, or right. No thought of who she was and what she had done to him as an angel. Here she was a woman in need and he was a captivating man whom she’d loved before she came to earth.

His hand gradually slipped down her back and cupped the globe of her bottom. He drew her close to him so that she felt his erection jutting against her abdomen. She was no innocent. Centuries of living had allowed her to see all walks of life throughout the ages. She knew what men and women did.

And now she knew why.

She felt no apprehension. No shame. This was a pleasure of life. It was good, was always meant to be good. A gift. Being an angel she’d never fully understood the passion, the drive that made man and woman blind to everything else. She’d seen the physical side of love make humans stride to great lengths of compassion and she’d also seen it lead to death. It harbored the darker emotions, seen people blind to everything in their jealousy, had used it to make others bend to their will, had seen humans take what they want without the consent of the other.

It had always haunted her, these two sides. Such extremes that could control humans. She’d watched, learned about the emotions, the rein of self-control it sometimes took to overcome the need. But learning and experiencing were two different things.

Now she was here, in flesh and blood, willing and wanting just as much as Daman, she yearned to share her body. It was a gesture, a token, an offering where two souls might join and meld together in the physical world. She understood these building feelings, shared with the one you were in love with was so sweet, so beautiful, she knew why it made people crazy with the longing and the yearning for it. The wanting of it.

His touch was magical. She wanted to feel his hands on her, wanted to touch him. The way her blood pumped this tingly sensation through her body, the way it pooled in other parts, making them throb and yearn with a burning fire. She wanted his hands to touch her there, to relieve the building tension that was increasingly blinding her to all else around her.

He kneaded her buttock, pulling her against him in a quick, commanding movement.

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