True Angel: a Fallen Angel romance (Curse of the Othersiders Book 1)

by Jessica Lynch

  “Avery—”

  She lifted her hand, pressing her pointer finger up against his lips, silencing him. That touch went straight to his cock.

  It took everything he had not to moan against her skin.

  She took a deep breath, held it. Exhaled. “Okay. I need you to let me say something before I chicken out.”

  When she pulled her finger away from his lips, he missed her warmth, but he was more than a little interested in what she had to tell him. He nodded.

  “I like you, Cam.”

  He swallowed. “Like you, too, Avery.”

  She pressed her finger back to his lip. No interruptions. Got it.

  “Look, I like you. A lot. More than I probably should. And I know that this was only supposed to be about tracking down my sister. Well, we did that. But I’m not ready to say goodbye to you. So… and, let me know if I’m out of line, I’d like to invite you back to my place. Tonight.”

  She took another deep breath, continuing before Cam could interrupt again. Yeah, right. As if he could. He was rendered speechless.

  “In case it isn’t obvious, I’m not inviting you back for coffee and some shit like that. I… I’d be interested in exploring what we have between us if you are. And if I’m the only one feeling this crazy attraction, that’s cool. Don’t worry about hurting my feelings. But after seeing Heather with Link… I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t at least put it out there. Put me out there.”

  Cam stayed silent.

  Taking his silence as a refusal, Avery stepped away from him. The heat coming off of her became tinged with sadness. Not disappointment. Sadness.

  And still she smiled. “Hey. It was worth a shot. And I understand if this makes things real fucking awkward right now, so if you want to fly back to Grayson? I get it. I can make it back to Spring Valley on my own.”

  He gripped her wrist before she could get too far away. Finally. He finally found the right words.

  “Oh, Avery. You don’t honestly think you can get rid of me that easily, do you?” Then, as she stared up at him, and Cam had to ask himself what the Hell he thought he was doing, he traced the line of her jaw with his other hand. “You don’t even have to ask. I’m going with you.”

  He let her go. She stayed standing in the middle of Link’s ruined front lawn while Cam started heading back toward her car.

  By the time Avery got over her surprise and ran after him, he was already seated in the passenger seat.

  Good thing he had retrieved her keys and her phone after she forgot them earlier.

  16

  Inevitable

  Cam had the entire trip back to Spring Valley to—what had Avery said? Oh, yes. Chicken out.

  That was never going to happen, though. From the moment he made up his mind, it was set, and as any soul who knew Cam knew… he never changed his mind.

  Still, she gave him plenty of outs. First, when their path would’ve taken them past Grayson. She asked him if he wanted to be dropped off. He shook his head, and she drove on. Then, after a meaningless conversation in the car where they talked about food—neither was hungry—and the rain storm in the forecast, when they arrived on the outskirts of Spring Valley, she double-checked that he really wanted to take her up on her invitation.

  As a Para, Cam couldn’t just walk through the perimeter spell. He’d either set it off or it would affect him; remembering everything Avery said her sister had told her about Link’s reaction, he didn’t want to test it. Not now. So while he assured her that he’d meant what he said, that he wasn’t going anywhere, she pointed out the town sign.

  If he wanted to go to her apartment, she’d taken him as far as he could go in the car.

  Just so she didn’t get any ideas that he was going to head back to Grayson, he leaned over her console, taking her mouth in a messy, sloppy kiss that, Cam hoped, told Avery about every intention he had once he met her at her apartment.

  Because the moment she gave him any sign that she would welcome him? When she acknowledged that she felt the same attraction he’d been a slave to for days now? Well, there was only so much he could take. He could only be so “good”.

  If sleeping with Avery meant he was “bad”, then fine. Maybe a halo was overrated anyway.

  Cam slipped out of the car, releasing his wings while Avery still sat in her driver’s seat, dazed from his unexpected kiss. If he had any reservations? They were gone when she gave her head a clearing shake, her lips tugging upward in a satisfied smile before she slammed her foot down on the gas.

  From the arousal that kept him company on the ride over, to the anticipation that crackled off of her like electricity, he had no doubt that she wanted to be with him. He didn’t even question his luck. If Avery was willing to lie with him, he wasn’t going to lose this once in an existence opportunity.

  A short laugh escaped Cam before he launched into the air, using as much energy as he could spare. She was in a hurry? Well, so was he.

  Cam had never flown so far, so fast before. Still, when he landed on her roof, she had beaten him there. How? No clue. She must’ve broken ever speeding law in Spring Valley to outrace an Othersider in flight, but she did.

  And, still, she gave him one last time to back out gracefully.

  “You know. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t—”

  “I want to.” Desperately. That had never been in doubt. Whether he should was something else entirely, but he’d always wanted to. “You do, too.”

  “Well, yeah. But you’re so fucking hot, and such a good, good guy… I’d have to be dead below the waist not to want to fuck you. But you… if you’re doing this because you feel bad for me or something, or you think it’s a good dead to have pity sex with me—”

  There was no time for her to second guess his attraction to her. Hadn’t she already figured out that he always wanted her? If anything, she should pity him. How many nights ago was it that she accused him of not having a cock and he rudely proved her wrong?

  Maybe she needed another reminder.

  Lashing his hand out, he grabbed her hand. He tugged her closed, pressing her open palm to the erection he’d been struggling with all day.

  She cupped him and it was all he could do not to buck against her hand.

  “Oh. I see. And, um, you know how to use that?”

  “The way you want to? No. I’ve jerked off to the thought of you too many times to count, but I’ve never even thought I’d get a chance to do anything else. I’ve never wanted to before… but you? You make me want to do everything.”

  “To me?” Then, as if the second part of his statement just hit her, her eyes widened. “Whoa. So you really are a virgin, huh?”

  “Of course. What kind of prick would I be if I laid with a female, but never kissed her. You were my first kiss, Avery. Don’t forget. I’m the good guy, remember?”

  “So does that make me the seductress?”

  “Depends? Are you seducing me?”

  Avery held her breath. So did Cam. This was it. This was finally the point of no return. If she said—

  “Yes. I most definitely am.”

  Consider him fucking seduced, then, because if he didn’t get inside of this female and soon, the pent-up need, undeniable attraction and need would only turn his celestial aura into a ticking time bomb. He’d made up his mind already. There was no going back.

  “Where’s your place?” he asked, his voice raw. “Unless you want to seduce me here. I’m open to any sort of seduction, as long as it’s with you.”

  He knew, in theory, where Avery lived. But since he’d never actually gone inside…

  “This way.”

  Avery’s apartment was on the seventh floor, three floors below the roof. He stole a kiss that left his knees shaking and Avery breathless inside of the elevator on the quick shuttle down, then took her hand as the metal doors opened. She rubbed his palm with her thumb, then tugged him toward her apartment.

  Inside, he took in her surroundings, but
barely paid any attention to it. Avery imprinted every inch of this place, and while he sensed echoes of her sister, he allowed every trace of Avery to settle over him.

  He needed more. He needed to feel it all over.

  And since bare skin was pretty essential for what comes next, he figured he might as well get started.

  Cam shrugged off his jacket, tossing it on her couch. Suddenly, he remembered his wings. They were in their shrunken form from his earlier flight. Figuring they’d only get in the way of what was about to happen, he bent his back, ready to tucked them inside.

  Avery held out her hand, stopping him. She nibbled nervously on her bottom lip. “Hey, can you…”

  Nervousness had no place in any seduction. If he was going through with this, he wanted his female with him every step of the way.

  “Can I what?”

  “Can you… leave them?”

  Cam almost bust a nut then and there. “You want them out while we…”

  “Especially while we have sex.” She paused. “Uh. You know that’s what we’re going to do right?”

  Cam was torn between groaning and laughing. “It’s my first time with a female, but I am familiar with the end result of a seduction.”

  “Perfect. Just making sure we’re on the same page.”

  “Always, Avery,” he promised. Then, because she really did seem to like his wings, he stretched them until they were at his full wingspan.

  Avery let out a sharp whistle. “Yeah, that’s the good stuff. Now come on. Bedroom’s over here,” she said before bounding down the hall.

  He had to turn sideways to walk through her bedroom, but once he was in, he stretched out his wings.

  It might’ve taken him longer to maneuver through the door, but he was in for one heck of surprise. Avery had already shucked off her sneakers, her jeans, and her shirt. They were strewn on the floor in front of him as she stood there in her panties and her bra.

  Seconds later, they were gone.

  She shrugged impishly, bare tits bouncing with the motion. “What? You said you were ready for this. I’m ready for this. And if I don’t get to see that bulge you’ve been taunting me with, I’m going to lose it.”

  Cam’s lips curved. Whatever happened tonight, it was worth it for this exact moment in time. No regrets, he promised himself, then reached for the button on his jeans.

  He forgot about his boots when his jeans were halfway down his legs. He quickly kicked them off his feet, then got rid of his jeans. Shirt. Right. There went his shirt. By the time he yanked off his boxers, Avery was bouncing in place.

  The view was fucking excellent.

  From the way she gaped at his erection, she thought the same thing about him.

  “Oh.” Her eyes lit up. “Heather’s gonna be so fucking jealous.”

  “Do I want to know?”

  “Nope. I can’t believe you’ve been hiding that thing from me. Now get over here. This is my seduction, right?”

  “It is, but now that I’ve seen you… there’s something I want to do first.”

  “Cam. Seriously? I don’t if I can wait. Unless you want me on my knees? ‘Cause… I might choke on that sucker, but I’m willing to try.”

  His cock gave an involuntary jerk toward Avery at just the thought of her wrapping her mouth around his length. She would do that? One look at the hunger on her face and he knew… yeah, she totally would. And while that would probably feel so damn good, he had something else in mind.

  If this was going to be his one and only with Avery, he wasn’t going to waste a moment of it.

  “On your back, Avery.”

  “Not my knees?”

  He shook his head. “Your back. Consider me seduced. Now it’s my turn. I have to taste you.”

  “Have to?”

  Almost more than he had to breathe. “Yes. Now, please. On your back.”

  “Aren’t you demanding?” she said even as she leaned back against her pillows, naked body on display.

  “Stubborn, too,” he agreed. “Do I have to remind you that this was your idea?”

  “You complaining?” Avery asked, letting her legs fall open.

  Cam licked his lips. He never thought that this would be something he wanted to do, but from the moment her arousal slammed into him, the need to taste her had turned him almost feral. Could Avery tell? As he knelt before her, wings flared behind him, she didn’t look frightened.

  She looked hungry.

  So was he. “Let me know if I’m doing anything wrong, okay”

  “Cam. Believe me. When we’re together in this bed, you can’t do a damn thing wrong. If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you why, but it won’t be your fault. So don’t worry. And if you’d rather not do that— oh.”

  Oh was was right.

  Cam thought he should start out slow. A lick up her slit to taste the wetness he could see slicking her pussy. But the second he got her taste on his tongue, Cam couldn’t stop himself.

  “Was that okay?”

  She gasped out a breath. “Uh, yeah. Told you. You did that just… just right.”

  “I can do better,” he told her. Then, before she could stop him, he was right back where he belonged.

  “Cam,” she groaned, gripping him by the hair, trying to tug him away from his own personal Heaven. “If you keep going, I’m going to come again.”

  He lifted his head. “That’s the plan,” he told her before attempting to return to her pussy.

  Avery’s laugh came out more like a strangled gasp. “Wouldn’t you rather feel me coming around your dick?”

  Between another set of licks, he barked out, “Later.”

  “Trust me. There’s going to be plenty of later. But, let me put it this way.” Another moan as Avery ground her pussy against his mouth. Well… if that’s what she wanted. He nuzzled her clit, then dipped his tongue inside of her. She squealed, then tugged his hair so hard, he wouldn’t be surprised if she ripped out half of it. “Okay, okay, okay… focus, Avery. Cam… I need you inside me now. I need your help. I… I need you.”

  Look at that. The magic words.

  Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he reveled at the scent of her juices on his skin. He gave it one quick lick, thought about returning between her legs, and only kept rising over her when she pleaded with him again.

  I need you…

  He gripped his cock at the base. Throwing one leg over Avery, he lined up the tip at her entrance. For a heartbeat, he hesitated. Kissing was one thing. Going down on her another. He could walk away from that. The curse of the Othersiders forbade sleeping with a mortal female.

  Then again, it also forbade falling in love with one. And, if that was the case… if Avery wasn’t his soulmate… then he was fucked either way.

  He might as well enjoy the time he had with her while it lasted.

  “I… I don’t think I’ll last,” he admitted. Why? Why was Cam talking? She was sprawled out beneath him, her legs open to him—her heart open to him… and he was yapping? But he didn’t want to disappoint her. She obviously wasn’t a virgin, and though he hated the thought of another male touching her, he hated it more than he might not live up to any others.

  Avery reached out, running her fingers along the fringe of the feather nearest here. “Cam, I’m so freaking close, I’m gonna go off once you get inside. So let’s get started, mmm? Get the first one out, then we can go again. Believe me. I’m not going anywhere.”

  No, Cam thought. But he might be.

  With a gentle push, he slipped the tip of his cock inside of her warmth. That’s all it took. Pleasure made him go tight, pleasure and the realization that there really was no going back.

  When he stopped moving, Avery tugged his wing. Knowing what she wanted, he closed them around her, a private cocoon for the two of them. But that wasn’t all she was after.

  “I love it. Thanks.” She grinned. “You know what would be better, though? If you stopped thinking I’m breakable and really gave it to me. I ca
n handle it, Cam, promise. So come on. Let’s go.”

  Was that what he was doing? He didn’t think so, but she was mortal…

  She wanted this. So did he. Cam gave another push, her pussy swallowing another few inches. He glanced down at Avery.

  “Really?” she teased. “I thought you wanted this.”

  He did.

  It was something in her tone. One part dare, one part please, Cam’s instincts reared up again and he knew—just knew—what he was meant to do. On a deep breath, he slammed the rest of the way home.

  Her back arched into him as he shuddered out a breath.

  “Ah. Yes. That’s much better.”

  “Yeah?” Cam pulled back, swallowing his groan at how snug her fit was, how tight she held onto him, how fucking amazing it felt as she squeezed his cock. He almost wanted to stay right where he was, but since even a virgin Othersider knew how sex worked, he pulled all of the way out, then slammed back in. “How about that?”

  “Do it again,” she demanded.

  He did. Over and over. At first, he was awkward but, like kissing, he soon developed a rhythm that took Avery right over the edge. To his surprise, he managed to hang on, though he felt ready to explode with every stroke.

  He had the determination. What he lacked was the stamina. It wasn’t long until he realized that he was going to come and not even the most fervent prayers were going to hold his orgasm back.

  He was still on top, arms splayed on both sides of his female, powering away as she wrapped her legs around him, as if desperate to hold him close. Every now and then she would stroke his wings again. Cam had never thought of them as so sensitive before, but with Avery it was.

  So, of course, he returned the favor by reaching between their slick bodies, playing with her clit. He dipped his head, darting his tongue toward her nipple, anything to bring her with him when he came.

  It was coming, and as Avery gasped, her pussy tightening, he knew she was getting close again.

  Good.

  “Open your eyes, Avery,” he demanded, accenting his words with another thrust. He angled his hips just a little, reaching between them to pluck at her clit. He’d noticed that the slightest brush against it while he was inside of her made Avery wild, so he returned to it time and again. He’d squeezed two orgasms out of her already. Damn if he didn’t want a third. “Look at me. I want to see your eyes.”