“Don’t” she said softly.
“Don’t what?” he replied.
“Don’t go. I’m losing you, I can see it in your eyes…you’re pulling away again.”
Sighing, Luc dropped his head back and stared up at the ceiling. “We shouldn’t be doing this, I'm full of evil and I don't want it anywhere near you. This was a mistake.”
Leaning down, Katia kissed her way up his neck. Nipping his ear lightly. She whispered into his ear, causing a shudder of pleasure to run through him. “There is no absolute good or absolute evil. We’re all capable of both. It’s what we do with that choice that defines us.” She licked around the shell of his ear, causing him to shiver anew.
Luc shifted slightly, causing Katia's body to slide along his. She moaned. His voice hoarse with need, he tried to make her see reason. “And what have I done with that choice, Katia? I started a war and caused the deaths of other angels. I’ve killed and hurt in the name of absolute evil. Those were my choices. I could’ve refused Satan’s missions. I could have suffered the torture for every refusal, but I didn’t, did I?”
Katia slid her hand back down his chest to the hem of his tee shirt. Lifting it slightly, she glided her hand back up his bare chest, over the ropes of muscles on his abdomen, scraping her nails lightly over his nipples. Luc felt like he was going to explode right then and there. His rock-hard cock was pressing painfully into the zipper of his jeans, desperate to get to the woman in his lap. Any more of this and he knew he would be past the point of no return.
Luc locked eyes with Katia and his mind was blown as he realized he was looking into vampire eyes. The twenty-four karat gold signalling hypnotism – or desire. The passion that burned in their depths brought him to his knees. Katia had been in contact with Mara at The Advocate. It seemed Katia had absorbed a piece of her without even knowing it.
He dove in and gave her a scorching kiss, plundering her mouth with his tongue, unsure if he would feel the descent of razor sharp fangs that always made an appearance when a vampire was aroused. That never came. As he lost himself in the heady kiss, he dimly realized that she’d absorbed only Mara’s lighter qualities, not the dark ones rooted in blood. She was irresistible to him. Luc was soaring to Heofon, flying for the first time in hundreds of years. He felt like Icarus, he was way too close to the sun. He kissed her harder, more deeply, his passion flaring, his arousal straining unbearably. He needed to feel her, skin to skin. If he didn’t, he would burst into flame and die.
Grasping the hem of her shirt, he began to tug upwards, breaking the kiss briefly to draw it over her head and toss it carelessly across the room...no bra. Luc smiled. As his hands descended on her bare skin, they both gasped. Before he could blink, Katia was yanking his shirt up and off. She plastered herself against him, chest to chest. Her nipples had pearled and they rasped deliciously against his sensitized skin. Sighing, she leaned down and claimed his mouth again, rolling her tongue against his. Sliding his hand up her ribcage, Luc cupped her breast, testing its weight in the palm of his hand. His thumb slid up and rubbed back and forth over her nipple, she squirmed in his lap. Luc groaned in ecstasy. More. Please. Her demand echoed in his head, but this time it didn’t take him by surprise. If she wanted more he was happy to oblige.
Flipping her onto her back, Luc came down on top of her, nestling himself in the cradle of her thighs, his cock pressed tightly against her. Katia's eyes were closed as she threw back her head and arched up into him. Diving down, Luc sucked her nipple into his mouth; Katia writhed beneath him, desperate. His brain went fuzzy, the only things that registered were the lances of pleasure shooting through his body, and the feel of her beneath him. Pleasure-pain travelled coursed through him as she ran her nails over the scars from his wings. Raising himself up on his elbows, he looked at her in wonder, such a small package full of explosive, decadent sexuality. She called to him on so many levels, was his match in so many ways, as though she had been made just for him. He lifted himself slightly to reach down and unzip her jeans. He slid his hand down her panties and found them damp over her core. He groaned and gritted his teeth, desperate to be inside her.
Sliding his fingers under the elastic, Luc finally touched her. She was burning for him, wet and ready. She raised her hips to meet his fingers, angling for more. He fed her a wild kiss that went on and on as he moved his fingers over her heated flesh faster and faster. She pumped her hips beneath his hand with abandon. Feeling her desperation building, Luc slid a finger inside her and pressed on her clit with the pad of his thumb. Katia came apart, her inner walls gripping his finger in waves as she rode his hand, her release ripping through her.
Pulling away from the kiss, Luc stared down at her face as she came. She was so beautiful in her passion, he could watch her
