Kassern (Archangels Creed) (15 page)

"
But I do,
"
he whispered, stroking along the juncture at her thighs, his tone pained.
"
This,
"
he dipped a finger just inside her then slid it up to her clit,
"
has haunted my dreams.
"
He drew soft circles over the tight bud making Devyn moan and reach with her hips for his soft touch.

"
Troy.
"
It was a plea to do it and never stop.

Devyn gasped when his hands pushed against her inner thighs and spread her wide. She wanted to watch but kept her eyes shut, just feeling. He kept his fingers pressed firmly into her muscle, almost pressing her legs into the bed. Why did that feel so damn good?

A strobe of warmth touched her clit. "Oh God." The warmth
of
his tongue circled the hard bundle of nerves and flowed back over the tip like a slow moving shower of heat. Devyn clutched the covers and
bucked
her hips under the assault of pleasure.

She felt his finger at her entrance, creating tiny circles before he eased it inside her in increments. Using only a quarter of his finger, he slowly moved it in and out of her, keeping up with those fluttering strobes on her clit. Oh God, so hot.

Devyn began to mewl softly when Troy moved that one finger faster in and out of her, just inside her opening. How could that feel so good? Was this what he
'
d done in that dream of his?
Mmm
, what else?

Desire sang in her veins
and made her
raise her head to
watch
the magic
Troy
worked in her body
. She wasn
'
t a
looker,
she was an eye-shutter, never wanting to see the reality of who she was. But as she gazed at Troy
'
s face between her legs,
the crescent of
dark lashes on his flawless skin, her mouth opened in delicious awe.

As though sensing her eyes on him, he raised his. When their gazes locked, his fingers dug into her thighs and he placed his entire mouth on her pussy. His eyes slowly shut while he moved his lips between hers in the most tender, passionate kiss.

The urge to see more brought her up on her elbows. Troy
'
s tongue swirled over her clit while his lips remained soft inside hers. She gave several consecutive gasps mixed with moans as he created lava with
such silky motions.
"
Troy, yes.
"
He groaned against her and his finger sank in deeper. Devyn
'
s head fell back when his finger could go no more.

Chapter Thirteen

Troy had never tasted anything so exquisite. She felt like the softest silk on his lips and tongue. And her
scent
and
taste.
He groaned against her, that foreign hunger stealing into his fingers and making them dig into the delicious muscles inside her thighs. There were no words for what her essence did to his senses. Not to mention the way she moved under his mouth and the beautiful sexy sounds she made. The combination brought out urges in him that hinted at barbaric. Not a
feeling
he was at all familiar with.

And his dream. How accurate it had been. He
'
d known things in that dream that he
'
d never been taught, and yet he knew them like he knew how to breathe. He just knew. God she felt amazing inside. He explored her tight warmth with precision and curiosity, mentally mapping h
is
discover
ies
.

When his finger hit the little spongy spot he somehow knew to search for,
he obeyed the
instinct
to
rub the pad of his finger against it. Devyn
's
gasp
ed
response,
and the
frantic
thrust of her hips against his mouth nearly snapped his threadbare control.
The struggle to bring his desperation under control pulled a heavy growl from his throat.

"
Troy, Troy, yes.
"
Her breathless plea left no part of him untouched, inside or out, as her sweet passion rose ever higher.

God help him. How could her voice do that to him? Make him lose the control he
'
d just fought to gain.
Bringing his focus back to Devyn's pleasure, h
e flicked his finger inside her and returned to delivering those light flutters on the little bud between her folds.

Troy let out another groan when her fingers slid into his hair and her nails raked his scalp. His manhood throbbed painfully with every pump of her hips. She was close to what he
'
d done
to her in that dream. The contraction of hot silk on his finger, the tremble in her thighs,
the
strain of her legs to be wider…all the signs were there.

His eyes locked on her perfect breasts and the nipple calling for his attention. He slid his hand up along her tight abs and barely stroked over the tip of her nipple. She cried out and her fingers
spasmed
in his hair
, pulling but not causing pain
.

"
Oh God, Oh God yes, yes.
"
This was it.
Break for me baby. Give me your locked away dreams. They
'
re mine.

With one final cry, s
he erupted beneath his lips and around his finger,
the
sweet
sound
like nectar to his body and heart. The spasms in her limbs drove him to the edge and he fought not to release right there, groaning while he carefully moved his lips between her silky petals, mindful of the delicate pressure he knew to continue as she went to pieces under his mouth, and just after the peak of her climax. Just like he'd done in the dream. My God, what had he done to deserve this blessing? This woman?

"
Troy, yes, yes
,
yes.
"
The astonished words were as silky as the now sensitive flesh under his lips. He administered butterfly kisses before sliding his tongue lower to taste the evidence of what he
'
d done to her, filling his hand with the firm silk of her breast.

He
finally
rose to his feet, reluctant to take his mouth from her, but driven by the need to make her completely his. Devyn
'
s pleasure-sedated eyes gazed at him, while the flush of passion made her delicate skin glow.

Her gaze on him produced physical sensation, making his hips rock in response. She noticed his throbbing need and gasped, then bit her lower lip.

Troy felt like a victorious warrior as he crawled over her body until their gazes were even. His thick shaft rested between her thighs and throbbed against her warmth. He clenched his eyes, willing the surge of pleasure back before it over took him.

"
That was so amazing.
"

Her soft whisper came with the stroke of her fingers along his sides, again driving fire through his body and into his member. He couldn
'
t speak, he could only breathe. His need to feel her hot silk around him was all he could think about. Reaching between them, he carefully stroked
himself
over her wet folds. She panted against his mouth, escalating the feral urge to demand and take what was his. Had to go slow. Be soft. Careful.

The wise words could have been moths next to a fiery inferno. All he could think of as he stared into the wide gray eyes inches before
him,
was becoming one with her. Giving himself to Devyn in every way. And making her his, forever.

The fear Troy had anticipated would bumble his performance surprisingly flared in Devyn's eyes. He lowered his lips and placed a kiss on her nose, then each cheek. He kissed the edge of her mouth.
"
Why are you afraid?
"
he whispered.

She bathed his lips with her nervous breaths.
"
I-I
'
m not sure. I never…
"

Remaining poised just outside of paradise had to be the hardest thing he
'
d ever done. He stroked over her lips with the tip of his tongue, coaxing her desire, both hands holding either side of her head. Encouraged by her whimper, he drew her lower lip into his mouth, sucking softly.

The taste of her
mouth
and the
stroke
of her rapid breath
ing
pulled him into another dimension that had only one purpose. He angled his lips and entered the paradise of her mouth with hunger, stroking along the edge of her tongue with his, lost to the silk of the underside and
the contrasting top side. Breathless, she grasped his face between her hands and pushed her hips into his, inviting him in.

Somehow he took the invitation like a gentleman, refusing the barbaric urge to drive hard. He pushed in barely, and both their lips opened more
with
the sounds
of
the
ir
slow joining. Their tongues danced, hungry for something neither seemed to really understand but had to have. Devyn
'
s legs clamped his sides, pulling him in further. Troy broke the kiss and trailed rapid nips along her jaw before planting his mouth on the smooth column of her neck. Her fingers raked his scalp and her moan filled his lips and tongue. Losing the battle against the demanding desire, he sucked vigorously.

She cried out and her fingers left his hair and dug into the muscles on his butt. And pulled hard.

Troy
'
s head r
ose
with a roar at the explosion of pleasure. Unable to stop, he began pumping in and out, driven by Devyn
'
s desperate cries of
yes
yes
do it.

He brought his gaze back to hers, needing to see her. Her hands held his face as she gazed at him with all the shocked pleasure in the world. Troy
'
s jaw hardened with the fast approaching heat in his groin. He wouldn
'
t deny it. She wanted it, he wouldn
'
t deny
her.

Devyn met his thrusts and Troy kissed her. Kissed her right as his orgasm flooded his body. He raised his head, body locking up with the force, before moving him to its demand. Hard and fast. Devyn
'
s cries of ecstasy came with his own roar, as wave after hot wave pumped from him into her. His thrusts began to slow and lessen until the strength left his body and he collapsed half on her, winded and dizzy while still suspended in that dimension
between
heaven
and
earth. That dimension where two souls met and became something intangible and divine.

He became aware of Devyn
'
s sobs and jerked his head up.
"
Oh God did I hurt you?
"

She wrapped her legs around him and hugged his neck tight, burying her face in his shoulder.
"
Wasn
'
t supposed to be that way,
"
she cried.

What way? Fuck!
How could something so perfect be horribly wrong to her?

"
Wasn
'
t supposed to be the best damn thing I
'
ve ever known! How do I deserve this?
"

Before he could enjoy what her words meant, a loud roar from
inside
the room bolted them upright.

Kassern.

****

Kassern
'
s angelic patience wore threadbare. He'd had no clue Devyn
'
s orgasm would be powerful enough to break through the barrier he
'
d placed over the house.
Who would imagine two virtual strangers could have such a strong experience
?
Not only that, but the reverberating energy shot clear into earth
'
s atmosphere, literally calling all devils in the hemisphere. The best part of that bad news was Troy and Devyn's union created one hell of a spiritual explosion. For Kassern, that meant creating a kick-ass warrior.
He'd chosen his couple very well, it seemed.

Standing stark still in the center of the living room, Kassern felt the legion of devils closing in, while Troy poised at the entrance to his paradise, and the key to Kassern
'
s power. The need to meet the demons in battle nearly overcame his common sense. He couldn't leave the couple now that the demons knew their location. Evil would attack them the moment he turned his back.