Caleb clearedhis throat and stepped back. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to lay all thaton you.” He seized his shirt, the sudden action implying heregretted his confession.
She touched hisarm. “Thank you for telling me,” she said softly.
He yanked hisarm away, his eyes flashing like lightning bolts. “I don’t needyour damn sympathy.”
Taken aback byhis sudden hostility, she mumbled, “I… I’m sorry. I didn’tmean—”
“No, you don’tmean to do anything, do you?” he accused, hurling the shirt acrossthe room. “But you still do it, without even trying.”
Evie frowned.“Do what?”
He scraped hisfingers through his ebony waves. “That thing you do when you lookat me like… like you want more than I can give you.”
Her heartthumped against her ribcage.
Caleb fistedhis hands, his arms rigid by his side. His wings splayed out behindhim to their full ten feet span. The warm draft flicked her hair.The scent of him surrounded her, fresh air and headymasculinity.
Evie gawped. Hehad it all; the muscular body, the angelic wings, and the scars andtattoos. Power and purity melded with vulnerability and pain. Calebwas the most exquisite angel she had ever seen, and the way he wasgazing at her, his emerald eyes smouldering with both rage anddesire, looking as though he wanted to devour her and spank her atthe same time…
Wow… Theguy emanated sex appeal, with magnificent feathers of gold toboot.
She totallylost the plot.
To hell withmaking a fool of myself.
Succumbing todesires she’d kept in check since the day she’d tried to come on tohim, she closed the distance between them and kissed himpassionately.
In less than asecond, Caleb returned the kiss with equal vigour and, for oneglorious moment, she imagined she was in love with him.
Then he placedhis large hands on her shoulders and pushed her away, leaving herlips bruised and aching for more.
“Evie, no.” Hisraspy tone lacked conviction.
Evie’s chestrose and fell. She looped her hands around the nape of his neck,trapping him. “Have you any idea how long I’ve wanted to dothat?”
He shook hishead. “No. This is wrong.”
Was he tryingto convince her or himself?
Evie inchedcloser. Heat spread between her thighs. “If it’s wrong, then tellme you don’t feel the chemistry between us, Caleb.”
His facehardened, but the hunger that burned in his piercing eyes impliedhe did feel something. “What do you want, Evie? Someone to love, ordo you want this because I told you about my dark past?”
She didn’tanswer.
With anexasperated grunt, Caleb snaked his arm around her waist andcrushed her body against his. His lips found hers, his kiss roughand needy.
Evie clung tohim, savoring his soft lips, the scratch of his stubble on herchin, the taste of cheap wine on his tongue.
There she was,mistaking lust for love yet again as she’d done with every man inher past life. Except Caleb wasn’t like any man she’d ever met, hewas an angel, her teacher and her best friend.
She wasn’tnaïve enough to think he loved her. This was pure, unadulteratedlust, and she’d goaded him into it.
Right then,with her womanly parts throbbing with a need only he could sate,she hungered for him too.
She clawed athis shoulders, his chest, any part of his hot, hard body she couldget her hands on, banishing all rational thoughts from her mind andsurrendering to the raw passion he evoked in her.
If this was allCaleb could offer, then she’d take it because not knowing all ofhim, even if it was only one time, was better than spending aneternity wondering if they could have had something special.
ChapterEight
“Evie, stop… Ican’t—”
She silencedhis protests by rubbing the hard bulge in his trousers.
He rewarded herwith a groan of masculine pleasure. His eyelids flickered. Hiswhole body trembled.
She pressed hererect nipples to his bare chest, gyrating her hips into him to makesure he felt her heat.
Caleb pulledback, his eyelids heavy, his scorching gaze loaded with sin. Hefisted his fingers through her hair and tugged her head back.
She gasped athis urgency. Her arousal skyrocketed.
With her neckexposed, he trailed hot kisses along her collarbone and downwards,only pausing briefly to rip her pyjama top apart. Buttons flew inall directions, revealing her naked breasts.
The sudden coolair on her skin made her nipples throb. They peaked more, but Calebsoon warmed her. He fondled one breast while he took the other inhis mouth and circled his tongue over the pink bud.
Evie giggled.“Isn’t there some rule about doing this sort of thing?”
He glanced up,taking his mouth off her. “If there is, then we’ll both be damnedto Hell,” he murmured. Caleb straightened and kissed her lipsagain.
Tongues andteeth clashed.
His warm,capable hands touched every part of her, his actions frantic andardent as he dragged her towards her bedroom.
Evie draggedhim too, grabbling at his belt buckle and squeezing his tightarse.
Caleb threw heron her bed, the move so swift she barely managed to tuck in herwings. Her duvet puffed up either side—the rest of her flat mightbe a bit messy, but she always made her bed in the morning.
Whocares? All thoughts of bedmaking vacated her mind as Calebwhipped down her pyjama bottoms.
He stood overher, his wings quivering, fanning out like a peacock seeking toattract his mate, the move flashy yet elegant as if he sought todraw her attention to his physical fitness and sexuality. Not thathe needed to.
Hisappreciative gaze zeroed in on her nakedness. “Dear Lord, don’t youwear underwear?”
She raised aneyebrow provocatively and opened her legs, giving him an eyeful.“Do you?”
Caleb wasted notime kicking off his shoes and slipping out of his trousers.
He didn’t wearunderwear either.
Wow, she hadn’texpected that. He was always so immaculately dressed, but wearingnothing underneath…? The dampness between her legs intensified.
He loweredhimself on top of her, his hot cock nudging her lower abdomen.
No, leading upto it, he slipped his fingers inside her.
Evie moaned.Her body jolted with ecstasy. She squeezed his rock-hard biceps,and they flexed beneath her touch. She slipped her hands underneathhis wings, the most sensitive part, and teased him with herfingertips.
Caleb growledlike a wild animal that had lost complete control as he buried hisface in her neck.
She knew thefeeling. Curling her fingers around his cock, she urged him towardsher.
He thrust
