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inside her as his powerful wings thrashed and beat them higher into the night sky, until the ecstasy of release stunned him, and his wings folded tight to his body.
      Down they fell, plunging to the sea in a spiral, twisting, and he shouted the sacred words of the binding rune:
      “I invoke, tonight, at this fateful hour
      And call the firmament with its power
      And stars with their brightness
      And air with its lightness
      And sea with all the strength it hath
      And fire with its terrible wrath
      To witness this binding
      As Earthward we fall
      Bound for life
      In sight of all.”
      The heat of the power shot through him while he came within her, binding them together. Power, extending from him, rose up into her body, into her womb where it gathered into a ball of energy and then erupted into her body. In his mind he could see the intricate sparkling pattern of the power web thread through each cell in her body—spirals, loops, complicated patterns he would not remember after this moment—making her his Angeli mate. The power web inside her now matched his own.
      Finally, it was done. He stretched out his wings, caught a sea wind and floated them back to the beach. The girl in his arms was sound asleep. Poor little thing had an exhausting day. He would help her into a healing meditation tomorrow to regain her strength.
      On the beach he pulled her top onto her, but not the leggings, since she would probably wish to cleanse the spendings and blood off her legs. He placed her rolled up leggings under her head for a pillow, and then stretched out next to her, gathering her close. He spread his wing out, over her, to keep her warm and out of the sun when it rose, and fell into a deep sleep.
     
     
    Chapter Three
     
      A hard kick to the backside woke Rahmiel. He craned his head back while he made sure his wing still covered Kari.
      He grinned. “Good day, Lemuel.” He squinted into the sun. “You made excellent time. I thought I would have at least until midday.” Lemuel looked a little different than when he had last seen him. Lines of temper and discontent marred his handsome face.
      “You’re on your way back, and then we’ll figure out how you got out,” Lemuel said.
      “Don’t think so.” Rahmiel turned to Kari and made sure her top covered her, and then sat up. “Kari. Kari wake up. We have company.” He leaned close to her and whispered into her ear. “You might want to stand under the cover of my wings and pull on your leggings.”
      Kari gave him a wide eyed glance and then looked at the group of angels behind him. She nodded and he helped her to her feet. She looked adorable.
      Lemuel gave a bark of laughter. “Found a woman, eh? Can’t say I blame you there.”
      “Kaphawn is back, Lemuel. Perhaps you should consult with your commander—is that still Rafael?”
      Kari struggled into her leggings and then Rahmiel pulled her in front of him, her back against his hard chest. “Meet Kari.”
      Lemuel’s eyes widened. “You bound her? But she’s human. How could you do that? You know the Guardians cannot bind humans.”
      Rahmiel replied with a humorless laugh. Kari tensed next to him. He swept his arms down in front of her, and crossed them over her chest, pulling her tight against him. “Ssh, don’t worry, Kari. I will handle Lemuel,” he whispered into her ear. She fell limp against him, trusting him to protect her.
      Worn out, poor little one.   Humans didn’t have the stamina of the Angelli.
      Rahmiel turned back to the angels. “Ahh yes, the Guardian oaths. Well, what can I say? I quit being a Guardian when you threw me in ice. Eight thousand years hardly seems a just sentence, does it? Eight thousand years without warmth or a touch…I lost my head. Have you noticed how lovely she is?” Rahmiel stroked Kari’s hair with a slow, sensuous hand. He smirked at them. Centuries ago, the Angeli had retreated to Overland and no longer had