Well, not much more.
Obsidian got situated with his back against the headboard, Penelope sitting between his legs, reclining against him. The moment she was in his arms, he felt immensely better. As though her touch alone could fuel him.
Her head tipped back, resting against his chest as he ringed his arms around her. “Have I told you I love you lately?”
“Maybe once or twice. But I still like hearing it.”
“I love you, ereswa,” he whispered in the dimly lit room.
“I love you, too, husband.”
“Reuthet,” he told her. “That’s the word for husband in the ancient language.”
“Reuthet,” Penelope whispered. “I like that.”
As she relaxed against him, Obsidian couldn’t resist touching her, allowing his hands to wander over her chest, her belly, sliding lower, cupping her through the jeans she was wearing.
“I thought you were here to feed,” she said on a soft moan. “Not to play.”
“I fully intend to feed. I promise. But I see no reason not to multitask.”
Penelope dragged her hair to one side, tipped her head so that her neck was available to him. Though he had every intention of feeding from her, Obsidian had something else on his mind as well.
“What are you doing?” she asked as he worked the button on her jeans free, lowered the zipper.
Brushing his lips over her ear, Obsidian smiled. “Touching you.”
He slid his hand into her panties, seeking the warmth between her thighs. When he found it, she moaned again, spreading her legs wide, giving him access to her slick folds. He kissed her neck as he dipped one finger inside her sweet, welcoming warmth.
“Obsidian…” She rolled her hips, attempting to take his finger deeper.
He added another, teasing her, tempting her. “I want you to come on my fingers, ayreme.”
He fingered her as she rocked against his hand. There was no urgency to the ministrations, just a slow, lingering desire. While Penelope focused on what he was doing to her, Obsidian kissed her neck, licked her skin. His fangs elongated, seeking the sustenance only she could provide.
“Feed from me,” Penelope said on a soft moan, her hips grinding as she took his fingers deep within her.
He pierced her neck with his fangs, her blood warm as it filled his mouth. The power was instant, her blood fueling his strength, reigniting it. And while he tasted the sweet richness he’d grown accustomed to, there was something different about her blood. Something stronger.
“Obsidian!” she cried out, her body clamping down on his fingers as she inched closer to orgasm.
Not allowing her to wiggle out of his hold, he fingered her while feeding from her.
“Make me come,” she groaned, her body locking on his fingers even as he curled them upward, seeking that spot that would make her scream.
When he stroked her G-spot, her muscles tightened. But Obsidian wasn’t finished with her. He continued to feed, driving her to orgasm twice more before releasing her from his clutches.
She relaxed against him, panting.
“Do you feel better now?” she teased.
“Much.” He pressed his lips to her jaw and smiled to himself.
“Why are you smiling?”
“Did you know?” he whispered against her ear.
Penelope attempted to turn in his arms, looking up at him over her shoulder. “Know what?”
“That you’re pregnant.”
Her eyes widened.
Nope, she hadn’t known.
“Really?” There was so much hope in that single word, Obsidian’s heart swelled.
He smiled, then pressed his lips to hers. “We’re having a baby, ayreme.”
Soon enough, their family was going to expand. Not only from the love he knew his brothers would eventually find, either.
Obsidian was going to be a father.
About Nicole Edwards
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Acknowledgments
This past year has been one I don’t care to relive again. With the passing of three of our fur-babies, I drifted into the darkness known as depression and it took nearly a full year to find my way back out. I’m blessed to have my family supporting me, though and I knew given time I would eventually emerge. I’m happy to say I finally have and I never could’ve done it without my amazing husband. Not only does he put up with me every single day, he knows what I need to keep me afloat. Steven, you are and always will be my anchor in the storm.
Of course, I have to say a huge thank you to my daughter, Taylor, who is also my personal assistant/manager. She’s always on top of things and I wouldn’t know what to do without her.
I also have to thank my street team – Naughty (and nice) Girls – Your unwavering support is something I will never take for granted.
I can’t forget my copyeditor, Amy at Blue Otter Editing. Thank goodness I’ve got you to catch all my punctuation, grammar, and tense errors.
Nicole Nation 2.0 for the constant support and love. You’ve been there for me from the beginning. This group of ladies has kept me going for so long, I’m not sure I’d know what to do without them.
And, of course, YOU, the reader. Your emails, messages, posts, comments, tweets… they mean more to me than you can imagine. I thrive on hearing from you, knowing that my characters and my stories have touched you in some way keeps me going. I’ve been known to shed a tear or two when reading an email because you simply bring so much joy to my life with your support. I thank you for that.
MISPLACED HALOS DICTIONARY
TERMS FROM THE ANCIENT LANGUAGE OF ANGELS:
Amnigh: intense desire, or mating heat, experienced between amsouelots.
Amsouelot: the soul destined for another.
Archsires and Archdams: angels who procreate specifically for angel warriors.
Ayreme: Term of endearment meaning my greatest love.
Dhira: the cloak of darkness initiated by warrior angels.
Ereswa: wife
Gathenya: the sexual energy produced when angels mate
Heurosp: a human who works for the angels, managing the mansion
Lintamair: ancient mating ceremony of immortals
Neilloh: demon sent back to Earth from Hell.
Reuthet: husband
Sezari: term of endearment meaning sweetheart, baby.
ANGELS OF DARKNESS HIERARCHY:
Lieterra: the right-hand of a warrior angel, tasked with tracking, doling out responsibilities, as well as performing as the warrior’s assistant.
Ladeare: highest rank within the fiestreigh, responsible for soldiers under him.
Fiestreigh: the legion of angels assigned to the Angels of
Darkness.
Ritarro: a position held by a Fae. It’s the equivalent to a handmaiden and a coveted role.
DEMON HIERARCHY:
Trielair: the three demons who oversee the demon factions: Eevuhl, Mizuhree, and Aguhnee.
Mesonneir: the level of demons beneath the trielair. Equivalent to lieutenants.
Impietan: a human turned demon by a mesonneir.
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ALLURING INDULGENCE
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Zane
Travis
Holidays with the Walker Brothers
Ethan
Braydon
Sawyer
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THE WALKERS OF COYOTE RIDGE
Curtis
Jared
Hard to Hold
Hard to Handle
Beau
Rex
A Coyote Ridge Christmas
Mack
AUSTIN ARROWS
Rush
Kaufman
CLUB DESTINY
Conviction
Temptation
Addicted
Seduction
Infatuation
Captivated
Devotion
Perception
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Adored
Distraction
DEAD HEAT RANCH
Boots Optional
Betting on Grace
Overnight Love
Jared
DEVIL’S BEND
Chasing Dreams
Vanishing Dreams
MISPLACED HALOS
Protected in Darkness
OFFICE INTRIGUE
Office Intrigue
Intrigued Out of the Office
Their Rebellious Submissive
Their Famous Dominant
Their Ruthless Sadist
Their Naughty Student
Their Fairy Princess
PIER 70
Reckless
Fearless
Speechless
Harmless
Clueless
SNIPER 1 SECURITY
Wait for Morning
Never Say Never
Tomorrow’s Too Late
SOUTHERN BOY MAFIA/DEVIL’S PLAYGROUND
Beautifully Brutal
Without Regret
Beautifully Loyal
Without Restraint
STANDALONE NOVELS
Unhinged Trilogy
A Million Tiny Pieces
Inked on Paper
Bad Reputation
Bad Business
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