Angel (Fallen Angel, #3)(4)

“I almost forgot how good you feel,” I murmured against his mouth before nipping at his lower lip.

“Then it’ll be my fucking pleasure to remind you.” As Viper stroked my cock, I pushed my pants and boxer briefs off my body, ready to get as close as physically possible. Then I tugged Viper’s jeans down, and surprise, surprise, he wasn’t wearing a damn thing underneath them.

“Shit, Viper, are you kidding me?” I said, and as I took hold of his erection, sliding my hand up and down his solid length, he cursed.

“Get on my goddamn bed.” His words were practically a growl, one that sent a shiver down my spine. I did as I was told, because when had I ever been able to resist a dominant Viper? My ass hit the mattress in two seconds flat, but I didn’t have time to scoot back before Viper straddled my lap, his cock bumping against mine as he slid his hand into my hair.

“I need you, Angel.” His warm breath ghosted over my lips, and I opened my mouth to breathe him in.

“Then take me. I’m yours.”

I’d barely gotten the words out before Viper’s mouth crashed down on mine and he moved his free hand down between us to take hold of our erections. Shit, the feel of Viper’s cock rubbing up against mine and his thumb swirling over the head was almost too much to take. It felt like years since I’d had his hands and mouth on me, not days, and I wanted more, so much more. I wanted tonight to erase the memory of the last time we’d been together, up on the roof of my building, when I’d been so angry, so disappointed. I’d tried to use him the way I’d felt used, but trying to hurt Viper had only been hurting myself in the end.

As if he sensed where my mind had gone, Viper drew his mouth away, and his hand stilled. “What is it, Angel?”

“I’m sorry too,” I said, cupping his cheeks with both hands as I stared into his beautiful face.

“What for?”

“That night on the roof. I…I was trying to punish you.”

“I know.” He brushed a stray curl out of my face and tucked it behind my ear. “I deserved it.”

“I don’t want to hurt you again.”

A hint of a smile turned up Viper’s lips. “Then don’t ever fucking leave me.”

“Never.”

Viper lowered his head until his lips were on mine and whispered, “Never?”

I nodded, ran my hand down his neck to his chest, and laid my palm over his heart. “Not ever.”

Viper took in a deep inhale and then slid his fingers into my hair, tilting my head back so he was looking down into my face. “That should scare the hell out of me.”

“But it doesn’t. Does it?”

As Viper’s eyes roamed over my face, I let my hand slide further down his body, and this time I circled both our lengths, making Viper arch forward into my grasp, and I leaned forward to meet him halfway.

My lips found the hollow at the base of his throat, and as his fingers tightened in my hair and he pulled me closer, I heard him say, “No, it doesn’t.”

I shut my eyes and let his words wash over me, the emotions swirling around us bigger than anything I’d ever felt before as Viper rocked against me, the tempo in the room going from fast and frantic to slow and sensual in the space of some heartfelt truths.

I wanted this man. I wanted to laugh with him. I wanted to fight with him. I wanted to fuck him until I couldn’t move other than to smile. But the biggest revelation here, the one both of us were learning as we rediscovered one another in the shadows of this New York night, was that we wanted to love each other, no matter the cost.

“Angel.” A low purr rumbled out of Viper’s throat as he tugged my head back, and when I opened my eyes, he moved a hand up to my chin and held my face in place as he ghosted his lips across mine. “God. This face…”

My lips curved, and so did his, as he brushed his thumb across my cheek.

“I’ll never get tired of seeing this face looking at me. Especially the way you’re looking at me now.”

“How am I looking at you?” I asked, but with the way my heart felt close to bursting, I already knew the answer to that.

“With your heart in your eyes, Angel. With your heart in your beautiful eyes.”

“Careful,” I said, and nipped at his lower lip. “That sounded very close to something a romantic would say.”

“Mmm. It did, didn’t it?”

I stroked my fist up our lengths and grazed my thumb over the piercing that was now slick from both our pre-cum, and Viper shuddered. “It did. But don’t worry. I’ll keep your secret.”

“Tell whoever the fuck you want,” Viper said, and growled as he pressed a possessive kiss to my lips, tumbling me back onto the bed. “I want everyone to know. You’re taken. Mine. No one else’s.”

I grinned and brought my hands around to grab at his ass and pull his body in nice and tight to mine, loving the feel of his weight once again pinning me to the mattress. “Yours, huh?”

Viper fingered one of the curls by the side of my face. “You better believe it. These lips,” he said, and placed a kiss to them before raising his head. “This body.” He shifted down the bed and placed a kiss to my chest. “This heart.” He grinned as he raised his devilish eyes to mine and slid even further down. “And this cock? They’re all mine.”