Chapter Nine

"You smell good…" Angel said, and the statement made a moisture pool in between her legs. Angel growled deep in his throat as the scent assailed him. He reached for the silky shorts underneath and pulled them down her ankle. He then reached forward to cup her bum, and lift her up, making her widen her legs. Nadia breathed through parted lips then trembled when the tip of his tongue slowly stroked the hem of her vulva.

"Angel!" she cried out as an intense pleasure shot through her.

"You taste good too…" he rasped in response, then darted his tongue into her. Nadia moaned, gasping for air. The pleasure was profound. The position he had her in should make her quite modified, but what he was doing to her had turned her brains into cotton caddy. He was cupping her butt cheeks, with her legs open wide and his broad shoulders keeping them apart while his face was buried against her core. His rippling muscles bulged in the shadowy light, showing off his strength as he held her up, lapping his tongue against her vulva, licking her as if she was a cone of ice cream. She had only two options of what to hold on to; his head pressed to her pussy or the tree behind her. She held onto his head.

Angel devoured her. Loving the taste of her, the scent, and the sounds she made as she responded to him. It almost drove him over the edge to know she was responding to him with pure need and not disgust. She trashed against the tree as he continued to suck her but he held her steady. He utterly enjoyed making her writhe with pleasure geared by him. When she called out his name and came into his mouth, he lapped hungrily at her juice, causing her to whimper.

When he finally let her feet touch the ground, she wobbled and he quickly got up to hold her steady. His cock throbbed in his pants.

Nadia didn't know which of them pulled off her robe or when one of her straps was pulled down to expose her breast. She rubbed against his front. Breathing hard. Angel gently raised his hand to cup her breast and she drew back slightly still taking labored breaths to give him room. He stroked the tip of his thumb against the beaded flesh, causing her to bury her face against his chest to muffle her moans. Angel felt it as she gingerly laid her open palms against his chest. With her entire body still quivering, she trailed them down his front. He couldn't help tensing up when her hand brushed the straining bulge of his cock through the fabric covering his groins. She paused, reacting to his stiffness but Nadia didn't want to stop and withdraw from him. Having to pause from touching him was almost a physical pain now. She wanted to touch and feel him so desperately, and this time, with all of her faculties intact – um … maybe not all of her faculties. She doubted she was completely sane at this point. She was in the middle of the woods, alone with a mountainous man that was half-human half-beast – a man who hates her family and for good reasons too. And the only thought in her head was having him inside her, fucking her till she couldn't remember her name. The only thing that mattered was him and how good she felt in his arms. So no, her faculties were far from intact.

When she gently caressed his taut stomach and he didn't try to stop her nor step back, she allowed her fingers to explore his long delicious body until she could feel his hardened cock. She stroked him slowly – through the fabric, breathing hard and loving the sound he made. Finding herself wanting more, she increased the pressure, pressing hard against him. Her pussy throbbed.

"You want me?" Nadia whispered in fervent need when she couldn't stand the torture any moment longer. Angel didn't answer immediately, and Nadia could feel her heart thudding harder and blood rushing through her veins in painful anticipation. She ran her hand down the length of his cock with slightly parted lips and couldn't help the muffled moan that escaped them. She wanted him so bad she was getting near begging him to fuck her. "Angel, please…" she whispered shakily.

"Yes," Angel rasped. Nadia bit down a strangled moan, and hurriedly slipped her hand into the band of his cargo pants. But before she wrapped her fingers around his shaft, Angel put a finger under her chin to make her look up into his eyes. Nadia thought they were the most beautiful pair she had ever seen. This close, they looked exactly like the colour of the moon, radiating with the same peaceful hue. They were extraordinary.

"If this is some kind of a trick or trap, I will kill you before they get to me," he snarled, stroking her delicate jaw with his fingers.

His lips were about an inch away from hers. Nadia strained upward, drawn with an irresistible magnetism to touch her lips to his lips. When she succeeded, she moaned his name.

"I want to taste you again, Angel. Forgive me," Nadia whispered.

Angel cupped her chin and let her kiss him. She latched onto his lower lip and suckled on it. He groaned as she dipped her tongue into his mouth to stroke his and then captured the tip of his to suckle gently but persistently.

Her breathing was loud and so was his. Angel trailed his fingers to the back of her neck, letting them rake and loosen her full, soft curls. Nadia whimpered at the feel of his fingers stroking her scalp. Then she drew back, lowered to her knees to hurriedly pull down his pants and closed her lips around the broad tip of his thick shaft. Angel threw his head back, suppressing the urge to howl yet again. He grunted and moaned deep in his throat.