She touched his mouth. Ive come to realize that joining with you could never be a soiling of our love, but a celebration of it.
His heart swelled and he squeezed her hand. I like the way ye think.
She smiled. I thought you would.
Marielle jolted when she felt his tongue against her private parts. Good heavens! She clutched the blanket in her fists.
Connor was amazing her with his speed and determination. In a frenzy of movement, he had undressed her and himself in just a few seconds. Then in a whirlwind of sensation, hed tumbled her down on the blanket and kissed her all over. Her ni**les were red and hard from his suckling. Her heart pounded from the wild things hed done with his fingers. Still reeling from that climax, shed watched him kiss his way up her bare legs to her thighs.
And then . . . his tongue. Good heavens, the things this man did with his tongue. She gasped. She moaned. She cried out for mercy, and he kept going, kept taking her higher and higher. She was spiraling toward the heavens, flying without wings. She screamed, but instead of plummeting to Earth, she landed in his arms.
Oh, Connor. She gasped for air. Her heart thundered, and her body rocked with spasms.
He leaned over her, smiling. No speaking in tongues?
She smiled back. Magnifique.
Wrap yer legs around me.
Mmm? She did as he asked, then jolted when she felt him pressing against her. And the two shall become one. You didnt want your blow job?
I want inside you. Now.
Oh.
He looked at her closely. Did ye change yer mind?
No. She gasped when he nudged at her. Her grip tightened on his shoulders.
Am I hurting you?
She shook her head. No. Its just strange. As an angel I never even noticed this sort of thing. It seemed so . . . unimportant. But now, it . . . it seems like a really big thing.
Aye. It is.
She searched his eyes and saw so much love and tenderness there. I love you.
I love you, too. He rested his brow against hers.
He plunged into her. She gasped. He gasped, too, their breaths intermingling.
Youre inside me, she whispered, then hugged him tight with her arms and legs. Even her inner core squeezed tightly around him.
He groaned.
The small amount of pain she had felt faded away. The discomfort of feeling overly stretched melted away. She smiled. And the two shall become one.
She patted his back. Im comfortable with you now. Thank you.
Comfortable? He propped himself up on his elbows and frowned at her. Yere no excited?
Excited?
Aye. Im so excited, Im about to explode.
Oh. Of course. That was how a man spilled his seed inside a woman. You can finish up whenever you like. Ill be fine.
Fine?
She smiled. Yes.
He cursed under his breath.
She wondered what was wrong. They were one now. How could she be confused about what he was thinking if they were one?
Ye want to feel fine? He pulled out a bit, then plunged back in.
She gasped.
Was that fine? He ground himself against her.
Oh! She clenched his shoulders.
He dragged himself out slowly, then slammed back in.
She squeaked.
He set a steady pace. Are ye feeling fine yet?
Yes! Good heavens, he was doing it to her again, making her fly, but now it was even better. He was soaring with her.
He pounded into her, and when she screamed her release, he shouted and let himself go. The feel of him climaxing inside her made her own release go on and on.
He collapsed beside her, breathing heavily.
She smiled, gazing at the stars overhead. Shed done it. Shed become one with Connor. For all eternity, she would know they were one.
Her smile faded. If the Father could forgive Connor, He might forgive her, too, and tell the Archangels to let her back into heaven.
But how could she leave Connor?
Chapter Twenty-three
When Marielle fell asleep in his arms, Connor didnt see any reason to move her. He folded the blanket over her and let her sleep, sprawled across his chest, while he gazed up at the stars.
It was a miracle she still loved him, and a part of him wanted to hold on to her forever. But it was her hearts desire to return home to heaven, and he had sworn to help her. He wouldnt break his pledge. He was haunted, though, by the thought that time was running out. If she became too human, would the Archangels accept her back?
After a few hours, she stirred. They gathered up their clothes, and he teleported them back to the cabin.
There were three missed calls on his cell phone and an angry text from Angus. Where the hell are you?
Connor warmed up another bottle of blood and made the call.
Where the hell have ye been? Angus demanded. Ye missed our strategy meeting for tomorrow night.
I had to guard Marielle.
Ye could have brought her with you. And ye should have answered yer damned phone. We were worried something had happened to you.
How is Shannas father? Connor asked, attempting to change the subject.
Hes in a vampire coma, but his wounds appear to be healing. Well know for sure tomorrow night if hes going to make the transition.
Did everyone make it through the battle all right?
Aye, just a few cuts and scrapes that will heal in death-sleep, Angus answered. I ripped my kilt, and when I tried to order a new one online, they said it would be three months before I could get it.
Three months? Connor had never heard of it taking so long.
Aye, apparently theres been a sudden rush on kilts. Forty-three orders from some town in New York.
Connor grinned. The lad from the ice cream shop must have told a few friends, and the news had spread.
Anyway, I want you and Marielle here tomorrow after sunset, Angus ordered. Everyones gathering here at Romatech. Well have some time to prepare before the sun sets at Mount Rushmore.
Ye think its a trap? Connor asked.
Aye. So well be arriving in two different groups. If the first group is trapped, the second group should be able to set things straight.
Makes sense to me. See you tomorrow. Connor rang off.
He settled on the couch next to Marielle. We know where to find Casimir tomorrow. Ye could stay here
I want to be with you.
He brushed her hair back over her shoulders. I hate to put you at risk.
I have to be there when Casimir and the Malcontents are defeated. She rested her head on his shoulder. I dont think its a coincidence that Casimir asked you all to come to Mount Rushmore. I lost my wings near there. I believe I will get them back at the same place.
He groaned inwardly. Then she was hoping to leave him tomorrow night. He was sorely tempted to beg her to stay with him. But how could he? How could he expect her to give up an eternity in heaven for the short life of a mortal? If he truly loved her, he would let her go.
Not again, Marielle grumbled when Connor handed her a dagger.
Aye, yere no going without a weapon. He strapped a belt around her waist.
It was Marielles seventh day on Earth, the day humans called Friday. Just before dawn, the ladies had brought Brynley to the cabin as usual, and she had guarded the cabin during the day.
Just after sunset, Connor had emerged from the closet and guzzled down a bottle of blood. Now he was arming himself and Marielle before teleporting to Romatech.
I want to go, too! Brynley announced. I kicked ass last night.
Connor gave her a worried look. Can ye shift again tonight?
Yes! I can shift for three nights at the time of a full moon. Tell Phineas to get his tight ass over here and pick me up.
Connor arched a brow. Ill pass yer message on to him. He grabbed on to Marielle. Lets go.
Dont forget about me! Brynley shouted. Ill kick Phineass ass if he doesnt . . .
Everything went black, and Brynleys shouts faded away.
Marielle stumbled when they arrived on the grounds at Romatech.
Come. Connor led her through the side entrance.
So many Vamps were arriving, the MacKay security office and hallway were jammed.
Once yere fully armed, go the cafeteria! Angus shouted.
Marielle accompanied Connor to the cafeteria. He introduced her to other Vamps along the way: Jack, Zoltan, Mikhail, Kyo, and a man Connor referred to as Russell, the new guy. They had come from Eastern Europe, Russia, and Japan, and Connor explained how theyd spent hours teleporting west and following the moon in order to be at Romatech at the correct time.
Then he introduced her to Jean-Luc, Dougal, J.L., Rafferty, and Colbert. They lived in Texas, California, and Louisiana, so they had spent the night at Romatech.
Connor was introducing her to the cat shifters, Carlos and Rajiv, when she spotted Phineas and waved him over.
Yo, whats up? Phineas did a knuckle pound with Connor.
Marielle lifted her fist, and with a grin, Phineas tapped her knuckles softly. Looking good, angel.