ANGEL'S WRATH by SK (SIN CITY HEAT) (35 page)

 
 
 
 
Nikki shook her head. “That’s not what I’m doing.”

 
 
 
 
“You’re not? Fine. Then let’s get some things straight and out in the open once and for all. No more word games. After tonight, I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding about where we stand. I meant what I said earlier. I can’t and
won't
change from the man I am. I understand your fears Nikki. I live with those same fears every second, every minute of every fucking day. You and A.J. are my life. I would die for you, don’t you know that? I’d kill anyone who even thought about putting you in harm’s way.” He started to add he'd already done so, but thought better of it.

 
 
 
 
Not used to showing the raw emotion he was feeling, Angel looked away to compose himself then continued in a calmer voice. “Nikki, you either trust what I’m saying with everything in you or you don’t. But, baby this back and forth shit?” Angel shook his head. “We’re not doing that. I refuse to do that.”

 
 
 
 
Nikki listened to his words without interruption. No matter the circumstances, tonight made her really question if she could really walk out of this man’s life or let him walk out of hers. She remembered something else he’d said and finally understood. If she wanted to be with him,
this
was their normal. It was up to her whether or not she could live with it.

 
 
 
 
Nikki slowly turned away. Angel forced himself not to move. He wasn’t going to beg her to stay. Never that. He’d never force her to do something she would only later regret. Not wanting to literally watch her walk out of his life, he turned his back, straining to listen for the exact moment she closed the door on their life together.

 
 
 
 
“Angel?” His shoulders tensed before he turned to look at her with guarded eyes. Nikki stood in the doorway holding her hand out towards him. “I’ve made my decision. I choose us.”

 
 
 
 
Angel blinked through narrowed eyes, his body perfectly still, his expression stiff, yet watchful. Several long moments passed before he spoke. "Are you sure, Nikki? Because once we take that step there's no going back."

 
 
 
 
She nodded. "Yes. Very sure."

 
 
 
 
When he didn’t respond, Nikki's hand dropped to her side. She took slow steps until she stood in front of him then slipped her arms around his waist and rested her head on his chest. It seemed like an eternity before his arms closed around her, and when he finally did she let out a long, relieved sigh. They stood that way without saying anything for the longest time before he pulled back and took her hand to lead her up the stairs.

 
 
 
 
Once they entered their bedroom, the bedroom he hadn’t slept in since she left, Nikki unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way, and slid it off. She looked up at him, standing so stoic and unemotional. But as she listened to him downstairs, she’d glimpsed something she was sure he hadn’t meant for her to see.

 
 
 
 
She knew he’d been hurt when she took their son and left, but she hadn’t realized how deeply. Nikki was aware that Angel didn’t trust others lightly, could probably count them on one hand. When she left him, she’d damaged that trust, that bond they shared, and he wouldn’t give it again so easily. It would take time for her to repair it, but she was patient. She loved him with every fiber of her being and she didn’t doubt he loved her just as much.

 
 
 
 
Nikki placed her hand over his chest and felt the erratic beat of his heart beneath her palm. She leaned forward and placed her lips on the spot just beneath his collarbone. “I love you, Angelo.”

 
 
 
 
He didn’t answer, but his heartbeat sped up and raced. Deciding to show him better than she could tell him, she lifted her eyes to his as her hands trailed down to unbuckle his belt and then unbuttoned his pants. As she slowly pulled the zipper down, her hands brushed over his straining erection, causing him to groan as if in pain.

 
 
 
 
Nikki kissed a path over his chest and down to his stomach. She dropped to her knees as she carefully pulled his pants and boxers down. Her lips parted slightly when his dick jumped in anticipation as if saying it was now his turn. Nikki moaned in anticipation. There was nothing more she wanted to do at this moment than taste every inch of what was staring her in the face.

 
 
 
 
She glanced at Angel with emotional eyes and found him staring down at her with hunger written all over his face. With one hand, he threaded his fingers through her hair and brought her mouth to his dick. Nikki obediently opened her mouth, and the moment her lips came in contact with the tip of his dick, he closed his eyes and dropped his head back in a show of complete and utter ecstasy.

 
 
 
 
“Nikki….” He breathed her name again as her lips slid down his shaft and back up again. He opened his eyes, wanting to watch her pleasure the most sensitive part of his anatomy. Angel became even more aroused by the sexy picture she made on her knees sucking his dick like it was the most enjoyable task she’d ever performed. “Yes, baby…”

 
 
 
 
Knowing he wanted to take control, she dropped her hands and let them rest on her thighs in a submissive gesture, allowing him to fuck her mouth however he chose. Angel's growl was primal and earthy as he brought his other hand to her head and slowly moved in and out of her warm mouth. He bit down on his lip when he saw the way her wet mouth bathed his shaft and kept it nicely lubricated.

 
 
 
 
“Fuck…” Angel moaned. “That feels so good, Nikki.” He pulled out and moved back a little, letting her lips surround and suck the head before entering her mouth again until he touched the back of her throat. Nikki deliberately swallowed a couple of times, knowing that drove him crazy, and was rewarded with a pleasurable moan.

 
 
 
 
Angel carefully pulled out of her mouth and brought her to a standing position. He framed the sides of her head with his hands and brought his mouth down to hers in a hard, eager kiss. Kicking off his shoes and pants, he walked her backwards until her back touched the wall. Nikki gasped when he tore her blouse apart and sent the buttons flying in all directions as his lips moved up and down her neck. The flimsy bra was next as he tore it from her body and covered her aching breasts with his large hands.

 
 
 
 
Angel’s hips grinded against hers. “Don’t ever leave me again, Nikki.”

 
 
 
 
Nikki tried to speak, but his lips covered hers again. His tongue thrust inside her mouth, teasing and playing with hers. Without her barely realizing it, Angel unzipped her skirt and pushed it and her panties down her legs, leaving her heels on. Bringing his hands to the back of her thighs, he slid her up the wall and positioned his dick at her entrance, holding her still when her hips tried to undulate towards him.

 
 
 
 
"I thought I was going to go crazy when I saw you in that restaurant, smiling at another man the way you used to smile at me." Angel's voice was harsh and brusque with jealousy.

 
 
 
 
"I felt the same way when I saw you with Carmen then came home and found her here, sitting in my house like she belonged here now."

 
 
 
 
"You don't ever have to worry about another woman taking your place, Nikki. You're my wife. This is forever. For life. You understand me?"

 
 
 
 
Nikki nodded, wrapping her legs around his waist moments before the bulbous head of his dick sliced through the swollen folds of her pussy lips and found its way home within the tight confines of her inner walls in one strong move. They both groaned as he penetrated her until he was balls deep. Nikki cried out, arching her back as Angel drilled her with an accuracy that came from experience and knowledge of her pussy. This was his. It belonged to him and only him. He knew what spot to hit, how deep to go, and when to ease up. He had an intimate knowledge that no other man would ever be privy to, would never
know again
. Every curve, every dip, every sensitive ridge of Nikki's pussy was a sensual, sexual map that was his to travel and no one else’s.

 
 
 
 
“Did you miss this, Nikki?” Unable to speak, Nikki could only nod. Angel watched the sexy faces she made when he slowed the roll of hips and pressed the rigid bone of his shaft against her clit, causing a wild, delicious friction. “Like that, Nik?”

 
 
 
 
“Y-yes….” Nikki swerved her hips in a circular counter move, increasing her pleasure every time her clitoris came in contact with his dick. “Just like that, baby. Oh, God…I’m cumming, Angel…don’t stop.”

 
 
 
 
“Umph….” Angel bit his lip as Nikki's pussy tightened and contracted around him. He loved when she got to this point where she was wet. Juicy. So damned snug. "Shit…” Nikki’s nails dug into his back as he fucked her through the orgasm then exploded with her moments later.

 
 
 
 
After they caught their breath, Angel held her to him and walked them over to the bed. Still lodged deep inside of her, he lay Nikki down on her back and placed a hand on either side of her head so that he could see her face.

 
 
 
 
“You’re coming home.” It wasn’t a question or a request. Just a quiet statement of fact.

 
 
 
 
“Yes.”

 
 
 
 
The possessive expression on his face made her heart flutter in her chest. Angel began to move inside of her again, and the next time she uttered the word 'yes', she was screaming it out from the top of her lungs as she held on tight. She was already home.

 
 
 
 
“We have to be quiet, okay? We don’t want to wake Mommy.”

 
 
 
 
Angel held A.J. with one arm and kept a secure grip on the breakfast tray with his other hand. He had finally allowed Nikki to fall into an exhausted sleep a couple of hours before he got up and left to pick their son up from Dom's house. She hadn’t even stirred when he’d kissed her cheek before walking out.

 
 
 
 
Angel smiled as he looked at his son. A.J.'s complexion was a perfect combination of his and Nikki's. Angel's light skin combined with Nikki’s pecan brown color merged together to produce the child’s smooth, caramel features.

 
 
 
 
Nikki’s two men quietly walked in. Angel placed the tray on the nightstand then placed A.J. on the bed beside his mother who started patting Nikki's cheek to wake her. Angel laughed quietly when Nikki groaned. She tried and failed to open her eyes but A.J. gave her no choice. He jumped on top of her and called her name as loud as he could.

 
 
 
 
This time Nikki managed to open her eyes, and as always, the sight of her son brought a smile to her face, albeit a groggy one. She looked up at Angel who was standing by the side of the bed taking in the scene before him. They exchanged a look that said more than any words could right now. This felt so right. Their family. The way it was supposed to be.

 
 
 
 
“Good morning, baby.” Angel’s low, intimate greeting caused a shiver to run through Nikki’s body. Careful to keep the sheet which was covering her breasts in place, she sat up and fixed the pillows behind her back before leaning back on them.

 
 
 
 
“Good morning. Breakfast?” Her eyes went to the tray laden with more than she could possibly eat alone.

 
 
 
 
“Mmhm. I figured you’d worked up a hell of an appetite last night, and this morning. Gotta make sure you keep your strength up because we're far from finished.”