Summon Lyght (18 page)

Head thrown back and growling, Lesedi pushed a bit further inside her then paused as her body clenched around him.

God if he kept going so slow she would die before he filled her completely! She moved, clamping her legs around his hips and tightened, drawing him further in. "All of it. Now!" Her heels dug into his ass, forcing him deeper.

"
Fuck!" He roared and gave one powerful thrust, pushed past a faint resistance, and entered her to the hilt.

Reaction to the slight discomfort of his entry made her tense up and he froze.
"Are you okay?" He moved as if to draw back. "Please say I did not hurt you."

Her legs tightened to prevent his withdrawal.
"No! Stay." She moved her hips experimentally and set off a firestorm of the most incredible sensations within her. Every nerve ending seemed concentrated on her throbbing core and she gripped every rigid detail of him.

He settled deeper for a moment, stretching her in the most delicious way, then pulled back in a slow tortuous withdrawal that left her trembling with the need to have him deep again. A quick hard push began a rhythm of thrust and pull that left her helpless to do anything more
than meet him.

Mind numbed with physical sensation, Miya became impossibly aware of white flames dancing over and around them. But need for him, for more, left her incapable of reacting to the flames. All she could do was seek to envelope Lesedi entirely within her body in an attempt to a far-off something that promised to change her life.

Lesedi increased the pace and intensity, and suddenly the far-off something loomed near and Miya cried out in desperation. Her muscles coiled impossibly tight and those inside her clenched and rolled, all reaching desperately for paradise.

And suddenly she was there!

Her body exploded in a blast of heat and spasms holding him as deep as possible. The flames around them flared white-hot as Lesedi roared and threw his head back. Liquid heat flooded her, providing even more sensation to the needful place deep within her.

Ecstasy washed over her and carried them to a world where nothing existed except Lesedi and the flames. She watched his beauty match her in an agony of pleasure that could never end.

A sudden shadow loomed beyond. Lyght hung in the air, suspended in an arc by those flames, a roar pouring from him.

The waves of pleasure began to recede, leaving her panting in the wake, and in a flash of red, both the flames and Lyght disappeared.

Lesedi collapsed atop her, struggling to drag air into his lungs. Finally his breathing evened out a bit and he let himself roll slightly aside, taking some of his weight off her. "Tell me you are okay, Miya." His whispered gasp sent shivers cascading over her.

A smile fought past the shivers, then turned to nervous laughter.
"I'm unbelievable."

Lesedi chuckled and moved more to the side, allowing her more space to breathe.
"Yes, you most certainly are." He leaned for a nipping kiss along the column of her neck and sent tendrils of heat reaching within her again. "Tell me, exactly what was that? Did I imagine the entire thing? Because, even though I should not speak of it, I have experienced a lot of sex. And
that
, what we just did, was most definitely
not
just sex."

Miya silently absorbed his words. What did he mean?
"I'm not sure."

He suddenly jumped a little as if startled then froze for a moment.
"It must be the angelic thing they talked about. Just now, Lyght spoke telepathically to me from a distance." An odd sort of smile curved his delicious mouth and made her want to devour him in that moment. "He said we made love instead of having sex."

Miya stared at him in wide-eyed silence. Could that be possible? Did she love Lesedi? She needed only a quick examination of her emotions to confirm the suspicion.

Yes. She loved Lesedi.

Did he love her?

Chapter Nineteen

Lyght felt like he
'd been in the worst battle of his life while
drunk
as he stumbled back to…to something. Someplace, maybe. All he remembered in the moment was he'd finally managed to create his warrior. He thought. He'd gone through the process as instructed, but the way he'd felt going into it wasn't a good thing. Forming a warrior with angelic qualities defiled with heart ache, could not turn out good. He felt like a warrior alright. One that had gone into battle and gotten his ass majorly handed to him.

After the horrifically painful exchange with his humans, he
'd followed some stupid instinct to
flash
himself back to wherever he was headed. That brilliant plan ended with him crashing
into a wall of all things
.
The whole thing left him to wander about like an over-drugged mental patient in search of something he couldn't quite put his finger on. All he knew was some part of him—angel or human—would know when he found it.

"
Lyght?" The soft concerned voice wrapped around him like a sensual cloak, comforting and protective.

Convulsions of need wracked his nerves and he could only reach a pathetically trembling hand out toward the source of utter and complete ecstasy.

"Oh my God, what is wrong with you?" The warm words were spoken right into his face.

The breath that carried them entered his pores like liquid healing as he remained glued to the surface of something. A wall? A floor? Didn
't matter. "Kassie." He sighed the name. It was the answer to the prayer he hadn't even realized he'd been repeating forever. He needed Kassie in the worst way, every way.

He let her lead him for an eternity, grateful she didn
't demand answers from him because he had none to give. He fought to keep his weight off of her, denying the instinct to collapse onto her, into her. It was painful to be so near her and not bury his entire being inside her sweet spirit.

"
I've got you, honey," she whispered.

The pure love and worry in her voice made him groan with need. He clenched his eyes and bound himself inside until they finally made it to wherever she was leading him. When she allowed him, he collapsed into softness and struggled to hold off the darkness pulling at his mind while he reached for her.

"What do you need? Please tell me." Her soft whisper gave him strength as she took hold of his hand.

Lyght pulled her onto his body and wrapped her in his limbs. The connection brought a flash of strength as well as coherency. He managed to dissolve both of their garments, bringing a sharp intake of breath from her.

"You." A long aching moan followed as the darkness rushed in to envelope him again. But it was okay. As long as he had her in his arms, nothing else mattered. "I need you." The final words whispered through his mind and heart, and he thought his lips, before he surrendered to the pressing new need hammering his body.

To sleep.

****

Kassie didn
't move as she laid in Lyght's tight embrace. She'd expected his hold to loosen as he fell asleep but it didn't. She eventually surrendered to her post in the arms of an angel. A
naked
angel.

What was wrong with him? What had happened? He was definitely hurt. Had he been in a fight?

She recalled Troy's earlier words. That angel is so in love with you.

Guilt snaked through her. Was
she
the reason for his condition?

God, she prayed not. To think she could have caused this beautiful being such horrid depths of pain and despair was devastating. It was not right. Not in all eternity would it ever be right. Angels were angels. And they were not supposed to mix with humans. She was instinctually sure of that somehow. Especially not this angel. An
Arch
angel of all things!

But what of this plan? What if it had been approved by the Man Upstairs? Then there was no wrong in it. If only she could make her mind believe that. Her heart too. Her body didn
't seem to have any trouble whatsoever believing it. But the flesh was weak. She knew it couldn't be counted on in matters of righteousness. How easy it would be to talk herself into it all. What if this was a test? To see if she'd let her flesh rule her spirit?

Finally Kassie fell asleep, but every time Lyght stirred and fretted in his sleep she woke to whisper reassurance to him. Apparently comforted, he would readjust his embrace, somehow more possessive than before. It went on that way for hours and she remained as he needed until she couldn
't sleep any longer.

She laid awake in his arms, once again thinking of her biggest issue. How was she supposed to resist her body
's needs and Lyght's, without dying from agony? It seemed humanly impossible and as painful as breathing in ice water. And look at him. What was wrong with him? Every single time she was around him, he seemed worse off than before. Like he was sick with something. Some…human disease, and he didn't realize. 

Sudden revelation struck. It wasn
't a human disease. He was sick because angels weren't supposed to experience carnal desire. It wasn't in his makeup and the evil of her weakness was poisoning him. 

How would she ever do what seemed right? Two instincts were at war, to give in to his needs and hers and then the desperate instinct to deny them. And
both
seemed blasphemous! Loving him
felt
right despite what her mind knew.

"
Kassie."

Her heart thundered at the contentment and peace in his voice. He
'd called her name numerous times, but
that
sound had never been in his tone. So was he still dreaming? She wanted to be glad he was happy but another part of her feared his joy. Feared it because she knew there was a part of her that could never really deny his need. Not when it was right there, beneath her hands and in her arms. Which meant she'd further his misery in the end.

"
Shower with me." His whisper ignited a firestorm of want in her.

Her body came alive with every need she
'd ever had in her existence, even needs she'd never known were possible. If she got in that shower with him, she was lost. If she didn't, she was…something she couldn't begin to fathom except to know it was a fate more terrible than eternity in Hell.

She lay there unable to move, her body trapped at a vicious crossroad. Go with him? Don
't?

Lyght grunted a little and rolled on top of her, forcing a little squeal of surprise from her. How had her legs opened so easily to him, even wrapped around him? And, oh God! How could he possibly be so hard?

He shifted their bodies a little and passionately plundered her mouth while his strong hands captured her wrists and held them above her head. Her desperate need gave an answering whimper and his deep groan in reply was filled with aching hunger. A knowing hunger. Knowing she could never deny him because she hungered too. Knowing he wouldn't
be
denied whatever he wished.

It was so easy to let go. To let go to the needs so familiar, and yet all new, to her. She squirmed beneath his hard and demanding body, giving herself over to the woman she
'd never known existed inside her. Passionate and bold. Unafraid.

She pushed against his hands on her wrists and he answered the test, bearing down harder with a deep sound of satisfaction. She could feel his need to dominate and own her the way she craved to be owned. It burned through him, in his tongue, his tone, even in his desperate breaths.

"I'm going to love you so very perfectly," he whispered right in her mouth as he slipped his hands under her and lifted her off the bed. She held his neck as he carried her to the dream bathroom and into the dream shower.

He felt like a fantasy come to life under her fingers, but he was definitely no dream. He was very real. And hard all over.

The shower came on automatically and within a few heartbeats, warm vapor rolled around them. Lyght pushed the shower open with one shoulder and easily carried her inside. The luxuriant steam enveloped them and carried them deeper into a private world where no one else could go.

Beneath the hot stream of the shower, Lyght maneuvered Kassie to straddle his waist, holding her up with strong hands on her butt. A deep moan left his lips as he took her breasts into his mouth with a hunger that set immediate fire to her blood. She buried her fingers in his silky white hair and gave herself to him completely, her need filling the shower with constant whimpers, answered by a deep rumbling sound through Lyght
's body. Like purring.

Kassie wrapped her legs tighter, moving her hips, creating friction where she desperately needed against his silky hard abs. Lyght
's head fell back with a gasp and his hands on her butt pressed her harder against him. Kassie cried out as he moved her secrets over his muscles in a gentle lapping motion. She pulled his mouth back to her breasts, needing his tongue on her, anywhere on her. He nipped at her with a growl and she shuddered, wanting more. Wanting to be filled with him.

Desperate, Kassie squirmed in his hands, struggling against him. If she didn
't manage to go lower down his perfect body and find what she needed, she would fall to pieces.

Fortunately, he obliged her. His mouth left her breasts to claim hers in a desperate kiss.
"I need to go slow," he gasped, putting her back against the shower wall.

She grabbed his face.
"I need you." She kissed him deeply, showing how much, begging right in his mouth. "I need you now, right now, please." And she meant it. He might need slow, but if she didn't have him in that exact instant, the world would shatter.

Lyght groaned like her words speared him even as she felt the heat of his arousal pressing at her entrance.

Kassie let her head fall back as she gripped his shoulders. "Lyght, yes, yes."

"
Look at me, love." His breath fanned her face.

Kassie did and her heart clenched hard in her chest from the passion and love shimmering in his beautiful eyes.

"I got you, sweetheart." He kissed her lips softly.

He must have noticed the fear that had seized her as he very slowly entered her. There was no real reason for it, but she couldn
't prevent it from claiming a hold on her with every breath. But it didn't matter. All that mattered was the he continued to touch her and love her.

His breath quivered as his strong hands held tight to her waist, moving her onto him slowly. Although Kassie was hardly a virgin, she felt like one with Lyght being far larger than
any man she'd had the misfortune of sexually encountering. And she found herself suddenly craving him all at once.

Kassie pushed through his grip, and forced her way down his length. She cried out with the ecstasy of the last inch, drawing a shocked growl from Lyght. He shuddered long and deep, as if the very foundations of life were being shaken. He held on, fisting a hand in her hair at the back of her head.

A whimper worked its way from her throat and in answer, Lyght pulled her head back and scraped his teeth along her neck. In the same instant, he slowly rolled his hips and buried himself within her more fully.

Kassie sucked in a sharp breath with the wonder of being filled and stretched so completely. He fit her perfectly, every exquisite contour reaching some hidden magic within her.

"So good, my love." His voice deepened as he lapsed into another language, one unlike anything she'd ever heard before.

She moved a tiny bit, bringing him into her even deeper.

He continued in the odd language for a few more syllables. "This is how we were meant to spend eternity" He wrapped both his arms around her and held her tight to his body, his face pressed to hers.

She whimpered helplessly with the ecstasy, both physical and emotional, that flooded her mind and body. Every breath brought them closer, until the only thing she could feel on any level was a hot pulsating rhythm and the hard thundering of his heart right against her chest. The unimaginable depth of the connection inspired her to tearful awe. 

She clutched him just as tightly, relishing his smooth skin and hard muscles against her. Eyes closed, her hands turned hungry as they roamed over the ripple of silky cords of muscle along his back, shoulders, and arms. Dear God. So beautiful. He was so beautiful. His great chest heaved with the harshness of his breath and a low feral rumble accompanied his slow thrusts. He nudged the side of her face with his own until her cheek touched the wall then sucked hard at her neck as he ran his hands firmly down her arms to lace his fingers in hers. Raising her arms to pin them out at her sides against the wall, he scraped his teeth along the sensitive flesh at the side of her neck. With almost no effort, he reduced Kassie to helpless begging whimpers as she waited for what was coming.

She knew with all her being that he was about to tear into her soul in such a way she
'd never recover. Ever. And she longed for it with all of her desperate heart.