Angelic Ties [His Guardian Angels 2] (9 page)

“We’re the first ones you’ve met since you hit puberty right?”

Levi asked suddenly.
Was I that apparent?

“Yeah,” Madigan answered.

“It’ll weird you out at first. But you’ll get used to it after a while.

The world is just a little bit bigger than what you thought it was,”

Levi said, smiling. “It’s a lot like Columbus discovering the New World, amazing and frightening and somehow unreal all at once.”

Madigan nodded because he wasn’t sure what else to do. “If you need to talk to someone, I’ll leave you my cell phone number.”

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“That’s nice of you,” Madigan said, meaning it.

Levi opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but Erik interrupted him. “I know you want to make friends, Levi, but we came here to get a cake made. Not to buddy up.”

“I’m lonely, Erik,” Levi snapped, showing a hint of temper beneath his sweet exterior.

“We just met the guy, Levi.”

“I can make the cake,” Madigan interrupted before their argument dissolved into something serious. “I just need some creative input on what you guys want on it.” Relief showed on Levi’s face. “This should be a happy time for the three of you. Picking out a wedding cake is supposed to be fun. So, forget what happened earlier and let’s make this happen for you guys.” Madigan’s enthusiasm seemed infectious. It was moments like these that made Madi really enjoy his job. He loved giving a little bit of joy to his customers whether it was over a morning pastry or a wedding cake.

Levi gave a little smile. “Well, Marius’s favorite color is green…”

* * * *

Madigan was tired by the time the day wound down to a close.

He’d done a few sketches on the cake he’d deemed “the nephilim cake,” but the real work wouldn’t really start until tomorrow. Due largely in part to their lack of door, the second half of the day hadn’t been as busy as the first, but Good Eat Sweets had still received an ample number of customers. His men had done well in handling them.

He’d been surprised that humans hadn’t noticed Marius busting into his store with his wings flashing, but Cross had explained that he was most likely using a spell of concealment. Regular humans wouldn’t have seen the wings, only the man. It was a less powerful version of the same spell that his guardians used to conceal their own wings.

“Tired, babe?” Yuri asked, massaging his lover’s shoulders as Madigan sat down at the small table by the front counter and started
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organizing his receipts for the day’s purchases. It shouldn’t take but another thirty minutes or so, but Madigan was beat…and freaking horny. His cock was pulsing in its denim prison. His mind slid away from numbers and into a place of silk sheets and firm, masculine touches. The little scraps of paper held no allure. It was then he realized that today had been the longest stretch he’d gone without sex for the past two weeks. An eight-hour shift had been eternity. Yuri’s nostrils flared. “Need something, babe?”

“I need you to take me home.” Madigan’s voice had gone husky.

Bren chose that moment to walk in from the back half of the shop.

“We’re done with the dishes and the floors, bright eyes.” He stretched, yawning. Madigan’s scent must’ve hit his nostrils when he did because his eyes turned predatory. “Hungry, bright eyes?”

“I could eat,” Madigan said, choosing not to understand Bren’s intent.

“Quickie before we leave?” Yuri asked. It was tempting. He could really go for a little loving before they piled in the car. His dick throbbed. Okay, yeah, he was going to need a “snack” before they left. He didn’t answer but instead reached out and grabbed Yuri’s hand pulling him into the back office to the laughter of his other guardians.

“Glad to be of service, Madigan,” Yuri rumbled, already unbuttoning his jeans. Madigan licked his lips and pulled his shirt over his head. Yuri’s eyes were darkened to a burnished gold, beautiful.

“Yuri?” Madigan asked as he toed off his sneakers and chucked his blue jeans.

“What is it, baby?”

“I really do love you.” The words seemed to give the angel some pause but he recovered quickly, shooting him that signature smile of his that was two parts smart-ass and one part sarcasm.

“I really want you, too, Madigan,” Yuri said. Madigan frowned at the verbal dodge of serious emotional admission but then Yuri’s lips
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were on his own and Madigan ceased to think at all. Nephilim instincts were impossible to control when he was this tired and this needy for some attention from his lovers.

“Bren stashed some lube in the top drawer,” Yuri rumbled against his lips. “Get it for me will you, baby?” Since Madigan was perched on top of the desk with Yuri between his thighs he guessed that made sense. He fumbled to open the metal drawer while Yuri continued to kiss him but somehow managed to get it open and to grab the small bottle without dropping it.

With trembling hands he handed the container over to his lover.

Something was decidedly different about this tussle than the previous ones. There was something a little rawer. Maybe it was the setting or maybe it was that the other guardians just sort of patted Yuri on the back and sent him off with Madigan that made this time seem different. Whatever it was had changed his hunger from sharp to a dull ache that made him almost feel shy. The same realization must’ve struck Yuri as well because he paused as he popped the cap.

“In all seriousness, Madi, I care about you very deeply,” Yuri said, his voice hushed and almost reverent. Gone was the sarcasm and the humor. This was the scholar beneath the exterior and the man Madigan was head over heels for. He had a thing for smart guys and Yuri had intelligence in spades. Beyond that, Yuri was a lot more serious than he often conveyed in his sarcastic attitude.

Madigan reached up and cupped his cheeks. “Make love to me, Yuri.” He didn’t ask Yuri to fuck him because it had suddenly become more than scratching Madigan’s continuous urge to screw.

He wanted Yuri in the same place he wanted his other guardians, deep in his heart where he could treasure him always.

Yuri’s mouth crashed down on his and their tongues mated in a slow dance designed to give Madigan exactly what he wanted.

Madigan shuddered as one of Yuri’s hands crept between them, caressing his already throbbing entrance with slick fingers. The loving preparation made Madigan hot. As much as he loved to fuck, he loved
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making love even more. The gentle touch wasn’t something he got often with the virile warrior angels he lived with and he relished the opportunity to have it now.

His angel’s fingers pushed into his body over and over, driving up the tension between them as Madigan moaned into his guardian’s mouth.

“I’m ready,” Madigan panted. “Please, Yuri.” The angel reached between them and lined up his cock with Madigan’s needy hole. He put Madigan’s legs on either side of his shoulders, leaving his back side completely exposed. Madigan was glad he wasn’t much taller or else his head would’ve been hanging off the end of the desk in this position.

“I would’ve preferred to make love to you for the first time in a bed,” Yuri said, pressing the head of his cock against the tight ringed entrance.

“Wherever we are, it’s still making love,” Madigan managed to gasp as he was slowly stretched to accommodate his lover’s length.

Yuri groaned as he pressed forward slowly until he was seated deep enough to ignite every nerve ending Madigan had inside him.

Then there were no more words as Yuri built the tension between them to a fever pitch. The depth of his restraint was evident in the hard lines of his face and the look of absolute concentration Madigan saw there. Everything felt so intense. He wanted to go fast and hard but at the same time, this slow buildup was driving him crazy and he never wanted it to end.

Madigan felt the orgasm growing in increments inside him. He tossed his head as the sensation made thinking an impossibility. The only thing he wanted was to feel his lover and that was all he did.

“Yuri,” he gasped, “I’m really close…”

Yuri rumbled something that Madigan couldn’t understand and his hips started taking on the harder, more driving rhythm that Madigan was accustomed to. Seeing Yuri lose control was a beautiful sight.

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Their bodies smacked together, the sound of their flesh meeting filling the room with something decidedly raw and animalistic. Yuri reached between their bodies to massage Madigan’s turgid length as he raced towards climax.

Madigan cried out as his balls drew up painfully and orgasm burned up his spine. He shuddered through the sensation, his reddened tip erupting into Yuri’s tight fist. The angel followed him over the edge almost in perfect unison, growling out his own pleasure as the last throb of pleasure was wrung from Madigan’s body with one last feral lunge.

Yuri let his arms relax, bending over Madigan’s body and pressing a kiss to his lips. Madigan’s legs fell from his shoulders and he sprawled bonelessly on the desk’s unforgiving surface.

“Hmm, that was good,” Madigan whispered, nibbling on Yuri’s lips.

The angel smiled. “Thank you, Madi.” There was no reason to thank him. Madigan had just had his mind blown to hell and back and had begged for a longer ride. The smirk that Madi was becoming accustomed to formed on Yuri’s lips. “So you think that will satisfy until we get home?”

Madigan gave him an innocent look while running his fingers down Yuri’s sweat-slicked back. “I’ll be good for another twenty minutes or so.” Yuri laughed but the sad part about it was that Madigan could probably go again in less time than that. His nephilim side was absolutely insatiable.

“Oh to be young and a nephilim,” Yuri teased, pulling from Madigan’s hot body. Madigan had to agree with him there.

Sometimes being a nephilim didn’t suck. As he watched Yuri bend down and collect Madi’s clothes so that he could get dressed, he thought that the perks of having beautiful guardians far outweighed the downsides of his nephilim nature. He grinned as he eyed Yuri’s backside.
Yeah…Yum
.

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Yuri tried not to moan as Madigan palmed his package in the backseat of the car. Cross had told everyone that he was driving and had instructed Dex to take the front seat so he could stretch out his legs. That left Yuri sitting behind Cross with one hot nephilim in his lap and two other guardians jammed into the backseat. The day had gone well in Yuri’s opinion. It seemed the night was going to be even better. The nephilim’s sexual hungers were a lot to keep up with, and Yuri couldn’t say that he was complaining overly much about them currently.

It always surprised him when Madigan touched him. Perhaps it was the first night he’d arrived and Madigan had rejected him that made Yuri feel that way. Whatever the reason, he constantly anticipated Madigan turning away from him. Uriel’s angel compensated himself by being grateful for the acceptance he received from his fellow guardians. They had never turned him away from their beds. Not even the most difficult of them.

“Madigan…” He groaned the word finally as the little redhead found his dick through his jeans. He unerringly rubbed the head, licking the side of Yuri’s neck as he did so. Sometimes Yuri wondered if all there was to him and Madigan was sex. Yes, Madigan loved Michel, Dex, Cross, and Bren. It was obvious. However, did Madigan even know Yuri well enough to claim that? Protecting Madigan was his duty, so it shouldn’t really matter, but for some reason the idea of being excluded emotionally was almost worse than being excluded physically. The hand on his groin paused.

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“What are you thinking about, Yuri?” Madigan asked against the shell of his ear. “Your mind is not here in the backseat.” Yuri was surprised that Madigan managed to talk quite so well. Usually when his nephilim side was in need, everything else ceased to matter.

Maybe it was the slow fuck Yuri had given him in the office earlier that had cleared his mind a bit. Michel’s knee bumped his in the darkening car. They were all packed like sardines, but Yuri had forgotten they were even there for a minute.

“I’m good, little one. Just thinking.”

“You’re always thinking. Your mind must run a million miles an hour.” Madigan embraced him in a tight hug. “Stop thinking bad things about us.”

“I’m not,” Yuri protested.

“You’re hard, but you’re not even here with me.”

“What does that even mean?”

“Are you guys really fighting about how hard Yuri is?” Bren asked from their left. “Madigan, our nerd boy here has fears of rejection that go so deep you might as well tattoo them on his ass because they’re not going away. You just have to love him and maybe it’ll sink into his thick intellectual skull by the time you hit one hundred.”

“Screw you, Bren,” Yuri snapped. His intellect was his most prized trait, something that he had always relied on to get him through difficult situations. If Madigan had issues with him overthinking things, it was up to
him
to say so. He didn’t need Bren making snide commentary.

It was then that something slammed into the side of the car.

Madigan cried out as the metal crunched under the weight of whatever had hit them. The sound of rending metal screamed, making Yuri’s stomach turn over. The car skidded sideways, the tires sliding along the pavement in a sick parody of their normal forward movement. Cross shouted something from the driver’s seat as the car groaned as it began to tilt as it skidded. Yuri reacted without thinking.

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His wings exploded from his back, smacking the men on either side of him as they expanded. He brought them forward painfully and wrapped his wings around Madigan’s smaller frame. Everything happened so quickly that his mind hadn’t caught up with what exactly was occurring. The car rolled over and over off the road and into the forested area beyond. Yuri could see nothing but the flashes of light as the world spun. He hung on to Madigan for dear life. Something pierced his wing just below the first joint, but he barely felt the pain.