by Brenda Trim
To his utter shock the way she undulated under him and rubbed her perfect body against his quickly drove him to the edge and over, causing his seed to spurt all over her thigh.
Shaking his head to clear his erotic thoughts and will away his growing erection, Ayil refocused on the onions and garlic he was chopping. “Honestly, I have no idea what I’m doing, but for the first time I wanted to try.”
Kennex threw her head back and laughed. “You think poisoning me is the way to my heart?”
Ayil returned her smirk and shook his head. “I want a lot of things, Candle, but poisoning you is not one of them.”
Her cheeks turned pink and she turned on the seat to look out his sliding glass window and hide her face from his gaze. “Your house is stunning, and this view makes me rethink my dislike of the beach. This is the way to appreciate the scenery. No sand in places it shouldn’t be, and I’m toasty warm. It’s way too cold for me to stay out there long.”
It hadn’t occurred to Ayil that Kennex might not like the ocean. Most Phoenix clans lived in warmer climates, although they couldn’t avoid the cold entirely. “Is it your Phoenix nature, or a personal preference?”
Kennex turned back to him and rested her elbows on the bar while he tossed the onions and bell peppers in the pan. “My Phoenix hates the cold. Back home in Georgia, I never left the house during the winter. My mom didn’t mind it so much, but my dad and I became hermits and always had a fire going.”
“You didn’t grow up in Arizona? I assumed you grew up in this clan. So, you’re a Georgia peach. Did I mention the juicy-sweet fruit is my favorite?”
The blush was back, but this time she didn’t turn away from him. “I was born and raised in Georgia. Go Dawgs!”
“And, you’re a football fan, too? Be still my heart,” he murmured as he stirred the veggies in the pan and glanced back at the recipe.
“Only college football. I bleed red and black,” she stated with a sexy grin that made his knees weak.
“I’m partial to red myself,” Ayil said with a wink and bristled his large wings. I wish I had more time to follow anything other than demons,” he told her honestly.
“You have to enjoy every moment you can. I record and watch games when I have time. My work keeps me fairly busy. I know you get downtime because I’ve seen you surfing and at a bar. What else do you enjoy in your free time?”
Grabbing a knife and the cutting board from a drawer, Ayil opened the package of chicken and grimaced. The pale pink meat was slimy and squishy. He placed one on the board and thought about Kennex’s question. “I like anything that gets my adrenaline flowing. I tried skydiving once, and surprisingly found it fun to allow myself to fall through the air without using my wings.”
“I bet that was hard to do. I can’t imagine letting myself fall like that without using my wings. Is that supposed to be smoking?” she asked and nodded toward the stove.
“Shit,” Ayil cursed as he turned back to the metal pan. The onions, garlic and peppers were burned. “No, that wasn’t supposed to happen. You’re distracting me, Candle. Looks like we’ll be eating stir fry instead.”
“Sounds good to me. As long as you have plenty of hot sauce.”
Ayil chuckled at that and went to the fridge. “Will this work? I picked it up today because I know you like spicy food. Oh, and I got some sodas for you. Would you like that or some wine?”
“A soda sounds good. I need to keep my wits about me when you’re around. Want some help?”
Ayil handed her a soda and let his hand linger over hers. “Do you actually know anything about cooking?”
Kennex stood and circled around the bar to stand next to him at the island. “I know how to use that knife and I’m sure I can measure ingredients for you. Otherwise, no. I’d have started the house on fire by now.”
Ayil nudged her shoulder and set the knife down. “In that case, if you’ll cut the chicken into bite-sized cubes I’ll chop some veggies and get the rice on. Tell me about your parents. Are they still alive?”
Kennex wrinkled her nose as she poked the chicken breast with the tip of a knife several times before she started cutting into the meat. Ayil pulled out some rice and put some water on to boil. “Yes. They’re alive and, as far as I know, they live in the same house. My mom is a great cook. Makes mean fried green tomatoes. My dad is a carpenter. He built our house himself.”
“You love them very much,” he observed as he dropped the rice into the boiling water and covered it before adjusting the temperature.
Kennex finished cutting the meat while Ayil worked on some Napa cabbage and broccoli. “They mean the world to me and I miss them very much.”
Ayil cocked his head as he poured oil into a wok and contemplated her comments. First, she thought they lived in the same place and next she missed them. “Are you estranged?”
“You could say that. How about your brothers? Do they live here with you?”
Ayil let the topic of her family go for now. It was clear she didn’t want to discuss them. “I love my brothers, but I haven’t lived with them for millennia. We wouldn’t do well if we lived together.”
Kennex washed her hands and dried them with a towel. “So, do you live on Earth? Or do you have a home in Heaven, too?”
Ayil tossed the ingredients in the wok and started stirring. “I have several homes and, yes, one of them is in Heaven.”
“I’d love to see Heaven one day. Are you allowed to take others there?”
Ayil added sauce and finished cooking the meal. The idea of having Kennex in the clouds with him had his libido roaring back to life. “It isn’t forbidden, but I’ve never brought anyone to my home. Actually, you’re the first female I’ve had in any of my homes aside from my sister.”
“You have a sister? Is she a warrior angel, too?”
Ayil turned off the burners and grabbed two plates. “We lost Illianna for a century but recently got her back. She’s the heart of our family and, no, she isn’t a warrior. She’s a Joybringer permanently assigned to her cambion mate.” He handed Kennex a plate. “Let’s eat.”
“Sounds good to me, but you have to tell me how an Angel mated a cambion. The two seem anathema to one another.”
Ayil chuckled as he thought of the male that loved his sister more than his own life. Rhys was a good warrior and earned their trust when he gave his life to save Illianna from Hell. “Deal. I hope you like a good romance, because their story is one for the books.”
Kennex closed her eyes, trying to keep the bevy of emotions from playing across her features. Ayil cooked her an amazing meal and told her about his sister. He was turning out to be nothing like she expected. Granted, she judged all Angels based on Jared who was a piece of shit, but Ayil had thrown for a loop.
“What are you thinking about?” Ayil asked, interrupting her ruminations. He was sitting next to her on the couch and picked up a lock of her red hair and twirled it around his finger. “Is it the demons? You look angry.”
She shook her head and drank in the warmth of his body so close to hers. “No. I was thinking about how great dinner was and how you aren’t who initially I thought.”
“And that makes you mad?” he teased her.
She slapped his shoulder and left her hand there for a second. Before she could pull it away, Ayil’s green gaze caught hers and he tugged her closer. He watched her mouth which made her lick her lower lip.
Ayil groaned and wrapped his arm around her waist before he lowered his head and paused with his lips centimeters from hers. After several lust-filled seconds, he meshed his mouth with hers and licked where her tongue just was. The kiss quickly became heated as they fought for dominance.
Giving in to her desire, Kennex straddled his lap and relished the moan that escaped his throat. Emboldened, she wrapped her legs around his waist. She gasped into his mouth as he roughly ground his erection against her core. She glanced down and saw his erection was peeking above his waistband. Their previous encounter told her h
e was well-endowed.
Ayil stood from the couch and kept her in his arms. “I’m taking you to my bed,” he grinned as he headed down the hall with her. Before she could respond he dropped her onto the bed.
Fear tried to take over her body as her body bounced once. “I can’t…we can’t.”
“Shhh,” Ayil murmured and gently kissed her lips. “I stand by my previous promise. I will do nothing more than you’re comfortable with, but right now I need to taste you.”
Her face heated and she wanted to get up and run away, but she didn’t move a muscle. Not only did she want to use this opportunity to get closer to Ayil, she also wanted more of his orgasms. All she could do was nod her head.
Ayil leaned over her and brushed the hair from her face before reaching for her top. With quick movements, he had her clothing in a pile on the floor.
Ayil stared for long moments, making her squirm and bring her arms around her middle. “Don’t hide from me. You are beautiful,” he told her and laid next to her.
He ran his fingers up her legs, skimming over her wet, needy core, eliciting moans that had his cock jerking against her side. Her breasts beckoned and he stopped to give them the attention they wanted. Kennex moaned as he rolled her hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger then bent and sucked one into his mouth.
It was the easiest thing in the world to get lost in this male and it shouldn’t be given her history. As he licked and teased, Ayil murmured to her about having the most exquisite breasts he’d ever seen. It made her insides melt and heat with growing desire.
Kennex arched her back when his hand traveled down the flat planes of her abdomen. She couldn’t stop the way her muscles quivered beneath his palm. It gave away how desperate she was for what he promised.
When she squeaked, he lifted his head and watched her closely. His need was laid bare to her and almost had her offering herself completely to him. He dipped one finger into her slit and caressed her moist, feminine flesh.
“So hot and wet, and it’s all for me,” he whispered, licking his lips.
“Yes, you’re the one torturing me, please…” she trailed off, thrashing her head back and forth and lifting her hips seeking more from his touch. She couldn’t pretend or hide anything when he had her so wound up. She wanted to see him as lost to her touch as she was to his.
When she reached for the fly of his pants, he allowed her to slip her hand inside. Kennex wrapped her fingers around him and loved how he rocked into her grip. Not entirely lost to her ministrations, he sank one, then two, fingers into her core while his thumb found her clit.
He returned his mouth to her breasts and licked and nipped her flesh. She gasped his name and began riding his hand fervently while he thrust in and out of her fist. When she was close to orgasm, he pulled back and stilled his movements then tore his clothing off so fast her head spun.
“You’re killing me,” she complained. “Make me cum, please,” she begged in an urgent tone.
“Not yet, I need to taste you.” He sounded desperate to lick and suck her sweet juices. The mere thought of his need had her mind going in a very different direction. Not that it needed much prompting, but she couldn’t help wanting her cream to coat every inch of his length as he pounded her into the mattress.
Later, she promised herself. Right now, she wanted to experience what he was offering. It was something she’d never experienced but wanted to more than she realized. He lifted his head and spread her legs wide while he knelt on the bed and lifted her bottom in his hands. The position was far more intimate than if they were fucking each other, and her determination faltered. She hesitated with the actual intercourse because she knew it would be different with Ayil and she wasn’t sure she was ready for that.
Ayil playfully bit Kennex’s neck and watched with rapt fascination as she squirmed and thrashed on the bed. The way she looked down and blushed and closed her eyes almost made him ask if she’d ever done this before. The risk that his question might pop their bubble made him keep his mouth shut.
Well, not shut exactly, since he was running his tongue over and around her nipple. He eyes sought hers and the uncertainty and fear he saw when he looked into her eyes shook him. It brought to mind the bruising and he warred between wanting to eradicate her ghosts and give her so much pleasure it would overpower anything else.
This female had been through more in her lifetime than most. It amazed him how swiftly he went from attraction to repulsion and back again with Kennex. No doubt, he moved beyond mere desire to obsession within the past twenty-four hours. Pushing that dangerous realization to the side, he settled into enjoying the lush naked female that was currently in his bed.
There would be no other for him. The unbidden thought was far more frightening than a horde of demons. Obsessed, indeed.
He slid his hands around her waist and laid his body over hers. He groaned at the feel of his bare chest pressed against her front. The sensation nearly robbed him of control. And that was before her legs fell open. The way she gave herself to him, trusting him with her body was a gift he knew she hadn’t given many. This female was guarded at every moment of her life.
She ran her hands over his chest, gripping his shoulders. “Gods, you feel so damn good. How is it you drive me crazy so easily?” she confessed.
“You have that all wrong, Candle. You’re the one robbing me of my control,” he declared with a gentle kiss to her lips that quickly turned desperate. Breaking away from her tempting mouth, he went to his knees, ready to worship her perfection.
Kennex’s legs refused to stay still and the motion made her arousal perfume the air around them. Patience was lost on him and he squeezed her ass before lowering to the bed and placing an open-mouthed kiss to her glistening core.
“Gods, Ayil,” she cried out.
Nodding in agreement, Ayil spread the flesh at the apex of her thighs and licked from her opening all the way to her nether hole where he teased her. Her reaction was instantaneous as she shuddered with pleasure.
“Are you up for a little play, Nexie? I have a sweet tooth and want to combine my favorite caramel sauce with your sweet honey.”
Expecting her to scowl at him and shake her head, Ayil was surprised when Kennex purred and ran her hand from her core up her navel. “You mentioned you liked sweets. Who am I to deny a male his vices?”
Ayil groaned and jumped to his feet and ran to the fridge. He yanked the door open and searched for the caramel sauce. Finally locating it, he grabbed it and lost his breath when he returned to the room and met her half-lidded eyes.
“I like an adventurous female and you, Candle, might just be the death of me.”
Kennex smiled at that and grabbed her breasts while lowering her gaze as if too shy to hold his gaze. “It’s not your death I’m after,” she husked.
Kneeling on the end of the bed he twisted off the cap then drizzled it between her succulent folds before he sat down and positioned his body between her legs. Her arousal combined with the caramel glistened in the moonlight shining through the window. He ran his finger through her slit, teasing her pulsing clit before tracing back to her core.
Her legs were back in motion and Ayil couldn’t resist anymore. Her scent called to him and he licked one long path from her core to her throbbing clit. Kennex was a tantalizing combination of sweet and spicy, and he was ravenous. He licked and sucked like he was starving.
“Gods,” she called out and thrashed her head from side to side.
He wanted to beat on his chest when she responded so readily to his touch. Her panting was an ode to his skills. Kennex was not the caustic female he assumed after meeting her. Not many got past the angry defense she carried around her like armor to see this side of her. The possessive part of him never wanted another male to see her like this.
Stop thinking like that, he warned himself. She didn’t belong to him.
“Give yourself to me,” he urged when he sensed her close to climax, but the tension in her bo
dy said she was fighting it. The high he experienced when she obliged and spread her legs further was better than the last demon gate they’d managed to demolish.
Growling against her flesh, he devoured her moist, feminine folds. His hands squeezed her breasts while he nipped and sucked her clit. Her words came out a mumbled, incoherent mess from the onslaught of his tongue lashing her. All thoughts left him except bringing her pleasure then plunging deep inside her.
No, he practically yelled in his mind. She didn’t want him inside her yet. He pushed his hips into the mattress, hoping to crush his erection. Problem was the pressure felt good.
His lower half thrust into the bed, and he didn’t care to stop what he knew was going to happen. When her skin turned to lava beneath his fingertips he imagined her core surrounding him while he licked and sucked her core. She writhed and shifted her hips in time to his ministrations and it was easy to imagine he was balls deep inside her.
When her cries increased in urgency, Ayil thrust his tongue into her channel and felt her muscles clamp down. Before he could move, Kennex lifted her hips off the bed and he pressed a thumb to her throbbing bundle of nerves.
He flicked the nub with his thumb while thrusting his tongue in and out of her body. His hips increased their pace as he balls drew up tight and his spine tingled. Flames ignited along her arms and singed the bedspread she clutched. A second later, her eyes snapped open and she detonated, coming in a rush. His name left her lips in a litany as the spasms racked her at the same instant his seed shot from his cock in a rush.
For several long seconds their bodies surged as their climax took them soaring. After she collapsed back to the bed, he crawled up beside her and lay next to her, panting as heavily as she was. “Next time I want to watch you soar above the clouds,” he told her as he kissed her lips.
Still out of breath, she looked at him with wide eyes. “You want to take me to Heaven?”