night. Then I had this dumb job, and I went to the Dieter’s Delight meetings—”
Rahmiel interrupted her with a chuckle. “It is good you are a virgin. It will make the binding extra strong, right from the start.”
“So, Angels can have sex with humans?”
“Yes. Our bodies are like humans, except for our wings. We are larger than most humans, too, but humans and Angels have often coupled in the past. We have Angelic powers that humans do not have, of course. That is how we do the binding.”
“Oh,” she said again. There was a worried look in her eyes, and for just a moment he considered holding her and lulling her into compliance. True, it was a misuse of his Angelic powers, but the stakes were high here. He would do anything to stay out of the ice and the binding would keep her safe from Kaphawn. He wasn’t lying about that.
But she was nearly willing.
“May I kiss you, pretty Kari?” Perhaps touch would help her make the decision he wanted her to make. He knew she was attracted to him. She had to be willing.
“Okay,” she said, and gulped.
She was adorable. This was going to be wonderful. Her lips were full, red and luscious.
He pressed his lips to hers. Kissing hadn’t been all that popular back in his day, but he had kept up with trends from his icy prison. Sexuality was one of his favorite subjects. He knew people now tongued each other, so he pressed his tongue into her mouth.
She was still for a moment then her soft arms flew around his neck and pulled him closer with surprising strength. Her little tongue moved, and gave his thrusting one a long, slow lick. Then she sucked his tongue, hard.
Pleasure raged through him, straight to his cock. Every tugging suckle of her mouth made his breath hitch, and his muscles tighten. He pulled away to take a shaky breath.
This kissing is pleasant.
“You are exquisite,” he breathed, and she turned pink. “You wish to do this? I will make it good for you.” He paused for a moment just to look at her. He regretted the need to rush her into the binding. She deserved more, a courtship, but there was no time. “Afterward you will be safer.”
I should tell her how strong the binding is…but she must do it. It could scare her from it…
“Yes,” she whispered.
He swept her back into his arms. Everything he wanted—freedom, sex with a delicious girl—it was all in his grasp! He pressed his lips to hers again, determined to give her pleasure.
Perhaps it was the kissing. He loved the feel of her small tongue licking against his own, and her suckling made him squirm. Or perhaps it was the thousands of years in captivity, encased in ice, which was making him so out of control. But he distinctly had to fight the urge to toss her to the sand, rip her clothes off her soft little body, ram into her and grunt over her like a rutting animal.
He glanced at her through his lashes. Was it the girl? His last few lovers had been Angeli, exquisitely beautiful, with hard, toned bodies that could wear him out. Their times together had been a dance, sophisticated, pleasurable.
Nothing like this. His palms were wet, his heart was pounding and he could barely keep from whimpering like a youth with his first woman. And his cock. Kari kept shifting her legs, which was driving him insane, and he could feel moisture gathering at his slit already.
She bit her lip and pulled back to look at him, her expression a little uncertain.
Panic rushed through him. She couldn’t stop now. He gathered her tight and began to lick and kiss her neck and ears.
“May I take off your garments?” he asked after several more delicious kisses. “I can’t forget how beautiful you are…”
She ducked her head. “All right.”
He pulled her top over her head, struck by