His Angelic Mate [Paranormal Protection Unit 7] (Siren Publishing Classic) Page 9

  “Are you sure that you want me with you? I feel like I am more trouble than I am worth.” She sat up in the bed and reached out to touch his chest and the tattoos there. “These are beautiful,” she whispered. It must have taken him a long time to get them so bright with his being a dragon and all.

  “They’re laced with magic to keep them on my skin,” he told her as he sat down where she could touch him. Leaning in, he kissed her softly. “I like having you around me, Cinnamon,” Talon whispered honestly. “You are no trouble at all, darling, trust me.” He smiled at her.

  “As long as you are sure,” Cinnamon said with a smile and looked up at him. “I happen to really very much adore you, and it would break my heart if you didn’t want me around, if you couldn’t deal with having me about,” she admitted. “You are truly a magnificent being, Talon.”

  “I’m very sure, Cinnamon,” he whispered, cupping her face. “Baby, you’re it for me. I know it in my very soul.” Plus her mother had mentioned it. Keeping that thought tucked down deep, Talon kissed her softly. “I will always want you around. You’re amazing, unique, special, and all mine.”

  She grinned at that and nodded. “And I happen to really and truly love having you around as well,” she admitted to him and let her hand move down his chest. “I’ve never felt so good being around another being. Not even where I came from. Only you, Talon. Only you.”

  “Which is a good thing, Cinnamon, which means we’re a good thing, darling,” he told her with a grin. “Now, as I seem to recall from earlier today while we were out and about buying you many fabulous and amazing things, you were all upset that you didn’t get to touch me. Now, with that, because we were in the street it wasn’t the prudent thing to do without also accepting a police record with it. But we are behind closed doors. Would you like to touch?”

  “I want to know what it feels like to make love, Talon. Show me everything? Love me, Talon?” Cinnamon asked and pulled him closer to her body. “I want to know every touch, every feeling. I want to feel every part of you, touch every part of you, and have you do the same to me.”

  “Well I did promise you could touch first, angel,” he murmured, brushing a kiss to her neck. “If you want to touch before I show you more, you should do it first. Because once I get my hands on you”—Talon nipped her skin lightly—“you won’t be getting another chance for a good long while. I will be insatiable, this I already know, and not in the least willing to give up what I’ll have in my hands.”

  “I think that if I touch you I will lose myself and not be able to handle not being able to touch you, to feel you. To have you touching and feeling me. I really and truly do rather love looking at you, but when I touch you I will want to do so for hours on end, and honestly, Talon, I need you too much for that type of patience right now.” She wanted to make love with him, needed to.

  Nuzzling at her throat, he smiled. “Then we will make love first,” he stated. “Once you are feeling less likely to attack me, you can play with your Dragon.” Because he would be hers and she would be his once he bonded them. Catching her earlobe between his teeth, he teased it with care. “You have the softest, sexiest skin around.”

  “I like that.” Cinnamon looked up at him with such trust, such honest need in her eyes that it was enough to take anyone aback. “I need you, Talon. I need to be yours.” She only wished she could be his, forevermore. She wanted to belong to him. For a moment Cin wondered if love would be enough for him when he was faced with his bond-mate.

  Brushing his lips to her cheek, he let a breath skate over her skin. “I want to taste all of you, licking slowly from top to bottom.” Yanking his towel away, he eased her back as he tugged the sheets away from her, pushing them to the edge.

  Fisting her hands in his hair, Cinnamon kissed him back just as desperately, needfully as he was kissing her. A moan escaped her lips, and when she turned her head to the side to give him access to her neck, she whispered, “I want that, too. I want everything, Talon. I want to make memories that are going to last us a lifetime.” Or so she could hope at least. She wanted to experience everything, all at once and then again on a slower scale.

  Scraping his teeth gently to her neck, he breathed her in. She was wet, her arousal heavy in the air. Sliding a hand slowly over her skin, Talon cupped her breast and shuddered. She was built perfectly to fit his hand, just enough with a bit more for emphasis. Moving his mouth over her chest, he sucked on her nipple as he squeezed her soft flesh.

  “Oh that feels so very nice,” she moaned. “Again, please do that again,” she all but begged him when his mouth left her neck and headed further down. “I love the feeling of your teeth on me.” Cinnamon didn’t know how to reserve herself, how to hold back. She was giving Talon all of her very being, her very soul.

  Sucking hard on her nipple, he let his teeth lightly scrape her flesh. Smiling at her instant response, he cupped her boldly between her legs and stroked her. Moving to her other breast, he sucked her tight nipple into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue over and over.

  Cinnamon arched up into him and cried out. Pleasure seemed to carry like an electrical current from her nipples to her pussy. Fingers threaded through his hair and held him close while she began to lift her hips up against him. “More,” she demanded.

  Stabbing his finger into her wet pussy over and over again, he pressed his thumb to her clitoris and rubbed. Rolling her nipple around, he scraped his teeth to it as he drew back. Blowing a breath to her wet skin, he grinned at her shiver. Easing lower, Talon settled between her legs and lifted one up onto his shoulders before pressing his mouth to her clit and sucking as he pushed a second finger into her tight sheath.

  Cinnamon couldn’t think. For two whole seconds she couldn’t breathe. Eyes wide and mouth open in a surprised O, she then cried out. “Talon.” It was said in a pant, with desperation eating at her even as she began to rub her body against him as much as she possibly could.

  Lapping at her, he plunged his fingers deeper, spreading them slowly to stretch her as he feasted on her pretty pussy. Growling deep in his chest, he sucked, licked, nipped, scraped lightly, and generally just tried to make her insane.

  Cinnamon’s head began to toss and turn on the pillow as he lapped at her pussy. “More. God that feels so good,” she whimpered and lifted her hips over and over again. Her leg that was wrapped around his back tugged him closer and needed more.

  Sliding in a third finger, slowly he stretched her, his tongue sliding over her soft flesh, seeking every drop her body was giving him. Scraping her clit with his teeth, he nipped lightly and tugged before licking some more. Settling his mouth over her, he pressed his tongue to her clit and growled deep, letting the vibrations run from his throat and to her body.

  Cinnamon’s breath left her body with that rumble of his growl. A silent scream tore from her throat, and she arched against him. Drawing the sheet tighter against her body in clenched fists, she found voice to scream loudly as her orgasm washed through and over her.

  Licking her as her body spilled silky cream on his tongue, Talon grinned happily. Withdrawing his fingers, he licked them clean before returning to lap at her soft folds. Breathing her in, he cleaned her fully and eased up over her body. “Step one completed.”

  Looking up at him with her body covered in a sheen of sweat, she grinned. “That was sex? That was amazing, but I really thought that you would have been able to feel that way, too. Or did you?” she gasped when she was finally able to speak. “I don’t know how to give you pleasure, too.”

  “Oh, darling.” Talon chuckled, softly nipping at her chin. “That was foreplay, or, if you’d rather, oral sex for the female. Not fully penetrative sex. That is step number two that we will be proceeding with as soon as you can focus on me a little better. I fear I may have blown out some of your circuits, sugar.”

  Cin grinned and nodded. “Yeah, I really think that you are right.” Reaching up, she touched her fingertips to his cheek lovingly. “I thi
nk that I really, really like oral sex for the female. It felt amazing,” she moaned. “I can’t wait for what’s next.”

  Turning his head, he nipped at her fingertips lightly and shifted his weight over her. Catching her lips, he kissed her gently and adjusted her legs. Pressing his cock to her wet opening, he eased in slightly. “Next will be much more fun for us both.” Especially when he bonded her to him. She’d likely have a few things to say later.

  She looked up at him with wide eyes and winced. “You are too big,” she whispered and stilled him. “I feel so full, but I don’t think that I will be able to survive this. Honey, you are too big.” She felt as if she was stretched to her limits, but she loved it, wanted more.

  “I’m not too big, angel,” he whispered, softly brushing his lips over her chin. Nibbling on her skin, he cupped her breast in one hand and her bottom in the other. Lifting her ass, he massaged her breast, rolling her nipple gently. “Just relax for me, love,” he whispered licking at her throat. “I will fit you and you will fit me perfectly. I promise.”

  Cin nodded and licked her lips. “I’m trying.” She turned her face to the side and held him closer to her body. “Oh I like that so very much,” she admitted to him. “And you can’t possibly know what I am.” He kept calling her “angel,” but she was sure that was just an endearment, not him actually knowing what she was.

  Smiling against her throat, Talon slid his tongue over her soft, fragrant skin. “I’m glad you like it, sweetheart,” he whispered, slipping in another inch. Pinching her nipple, he tugged gently and gained another inch with the rush of liquid from her body. “I promise that you will have a lot more to like soon.” Moving his mouth to her chest, he licked and nibbled to her neglected breast, suckling at her tight nipple, sliding in a little more as she relaxed around him.

  Cinnamon lifted her hips off the bed to meet him halfway. “So good,” she whimpered. “But you feel too big.” She shivered though and felt him sliding deeper and knew that she was wrong and he was right. “More.” It was a demand, one made of desperate need that had her gasping. “Please, Talon, again.”

  “Slowly, love,” he whispered quietly to her. “I don’t want to hurt you.” And he still wasn’t fully inside her body. Sliding his tongue around her nipple, he suckled hard and eased deeper on the next rush of liquid. Moving to her other breast, he nibbled on her soft flesh. “You have the most amazing skin ever, angel.”

  “I’m yours.” She knew that she would be his. For now and for all time she was his. “I need more.” She was getting restless and knew that she had to have him, needed to have him. “Please,” she begged softly. “I want to feel everything. Take me to the skies,” she whispered.

  Lifting his head, Talon kissed her hard and pushed in fully, stopping when she tightened around him. Nibbling on her lips, he began to move slowly when she loosened up. “I have you, darling,” he whispered quietly.

  “That hurt.” Tears were sparkling in her eyes when she looked up at him in confusion. “I had thought it would only feel good. I really had thought it would only feel good because of how good the previous part felt.” She pouted. “I think I would rather the first part and not this part. I don’t like hurting,” she whispered and bit back a sob. When he began to move though, her eyes went wide as saucers. “I—” She paused. She didn’t understand. How could it not hurt any longer? How could it feel so…nice?

  Smiling slowly, he kissed her gently. “You were a virgin, love.” He should have expected that but hadn’t. “No more pain though, darling,” he whispered against her skin as he nibbled along her jaw. “Only pleasure, always and forevermore pleasure for you.”

  “Pleasure for us both?” she whispered and let her hands move from where they were practically clawing into his shoulders and down his chest. “This feels so nice. Strange but so very nice,” she whispered quietly, lifting her hips to meet him, gasping in surprise.

  “Oh yes, darling mine,” he said, softly thrusting into her a little harder. “There will be much pleasure, darling,” he whispered with a grin. Nuzzling at her throat, he breathed her in, the Dragon moving closer to the surface. It knew what was going on.

  Cinnamon moved her head to the side, giving him full access to her neck and lifting so that her body was closer to his. She didn’t know what was going on, but it felt so very, very good that she didn’t care. She needed him. She was going to explode with pleasure and needed him to be right there with her. “More,” she whispered and felt an itching on her back at her shoulder blades. It felt as if her wings were coming out, but that thought was gone as soon as he pushed in and out of her body harder and faster.

  Catching her hip in a hand, Talon held her still so he could fuck her as hard as possible. His teeth shifted, growing longer, and he growled softly. “Mine,” he breathed out before sinking his teeth into her flesh. Jolting at the flash of Gods only knew what between them, Talon roared her name and, slamming into her hard, came in a tidal wave.

  Cinnamon felt her wings explode from her back the moment that he bit into her. Shock tumbled through her as she felt the silver ropes of their souls reaching and bonding together. No air would enter or exit her lungs in that brief moment, and when it did, she gasped loudly. “Talon!” she heard herself screaming with her orgasm as well.

  Mine! he told her, holding her tight to him as he ejaculated over and over again into her sweet, lush body. Groaning at the absolute pleasure of finally having his bond-mate, Talon gently rolled them over. Still locked deep inside of her, he released her shoulder, his teeth withdrawing and becoming normal once more. “Mine, Cinnamon,” he rasped out quietly. “For the rest of time, mine.”

  She was glowing over him. Her hair lifted from her body as if it were floating around her. Looking down at him, she whispered, “Mine.” He was hers. How? She didn’t understand, but she didn’t care. He was her bond-mate, and she would never let him go. Collapsing on him with her wings floating to the sides, she panted. “I love you.” Her whispered words came softly from where she was draped over him limply.

  “I love you, too, Cinnamon,” he whispered softly, stroking her hair gently. Licking his lips, he let out a breath. “Gaia told me you were her daughter, that you were my bond-mate, but she didn’t tell me you were an Angel. I sort of worked that one out on my own,” Talon told her honestly. “It was still mostly a guess, an educated one of course, but still just a guess.” Looking at her wings, he snorted. “I guess I now have undeniable evidence that my mate truly is an Angel.”

  She nodded, a tight ball of fear in her stomach. Pulling back, she looked down at him and felt her wings finally coming back into her body. “And now Chaos knows that I’m on Earth,” she whispered with a hard swallow. “He’s going to be hunting for me now,” she whispered. “He’s going to attack. He’s going to bring his forces closer, and that’s really going to be bad,” she whispered. “We have to make sure that your men are ready.”

  “We’ll get them ready, love,” he told her honestly. “He may know you’re here, darling, but he hasn’t run across our group very often,” he murmured. “We will get ready, and we’ll ensure he knows that he’s not wiping any of us out, not without us taking him and his rag tags along for the ride to hell.”

  Cinnamon nodded and closed her eyes. “My mother does love to arrange lives, doesn’t she? Is she why you relented and decided to take me with you?” she asked with her head on his chest, not able to look at him when she asked the question. She had to know. Needed to know.

  “No,” he told her honestly. “I was still resistant to the idea, but then when we were on the base and I had you in that room, I knew I couldn’t leave you behind. You were mine. The Dragon knew it, I knew it, and I knew that there was no way I would ever leave my bond-mate behind, no matter what. We’re a team, always will be a team, and that means we do everything together, always. Bathroom breaks not included of course, since that will get us arrested when in public.”

  “And I think it would just be kinda gross
to share that personal bathroom time.” She wrinkled her nose and reached up to touch him. “I never would have believed I could have had a bond-mate. I never knew that they were possible for Angels,” she whispered. Then she paused. “I hope my father will understand that I can’t and won’t return home now.”

  Watching her a moment, he sighed. “As soon as you left, you couldn’t have returned, love,” he said quietly. “Once you left there was no way to return to your home, not as you are now anyway. You were always destined to be my bond-mate.” He just wished it hadn’t taken so long. He understood it, knew why the more he thought it through, but he still wished he’d had her in his life sooner.

  That surprised her. “I couldn’t have?” she asked with wide eyes. Taking in a deep breath, she calmed her racing heart and nodded. “So this is my home now, right? We have the rest of forever for you to show me everything, right?”

  “That we do, angel mine.” Talon smiled at her. “This is your home, with me, wherever we are, for the rest of our days. We will go on trips, we will see everything, and I will ensure you learn absolutely everything I have to teach you and so much more.”

  That had her grinning. “I look forward to that.” There was a pause followed with, “We can’t tell anyone else what I am, Talon. If they knew that Angels were real and that there was a higher being watching everything, I’m not so sure how they would react. Besides, I really don’t want them looking at me as if I’m a sideshow attraction, or something like that.”

  “No one else will know who you are, angel,” he promised, stroking his fingers over her hair gently. “You are my mate, my life, my every breath. That is all that they ever need to know. If they ask where you get your information from, well”—he shrugged—“we will come up with something plausible for them to believe and that isn’t too far from the actual truth.”