Viper (Fallen Angel #2)(7)

Halo sucked in a breath as a shudder racked his body, and when he flicked his tongue over his lower lip, that was it. A rough groan left my throat as I took his lips with mine in a brutal mating of the mouths. It wasn’t gentle, it wasn’t sweet, but when Halo opened for me and I drove my tongue inside to find his, it was exactly the way it should be.

Raw, hot, and sexy as all hell.

I let go of Halo’s wrist and cupped the back of his neck, fusing our mouths together in a savage kiss that went from a wicked-hot flame to a blazing inferno in the space of seconds.

Halo grabbed hold of my shirt, balling the material in his fists as I walked him inside the guesthouse and kicked the door shut behind me. Fuck holding back. Fuck second-guessing myself. If he wasn’t as into this as I was, then he would’ve put a halt to it by now. But as I leaned back against the door, Halo stepped between my legs and thrust his hips up against mine, a low moan rumbling from his throat.

“Fuckin’ hell, Angel,” I said, and tore my mouth free, and when my eyes found his, they were creased at the corners. He smiled at me as he rocked his hips forward again.

“So I’m Angel again, huh?”

“What?”

Halo chuckled. “You’re calling me Angel again. So…this mood of yours, it’s ’cause I left this morning?”

My breathing was coming faster now, harder as Halo ran his hands down the front of my shirt and slipped them up under it. His lips were teasing across mine as his fingers played up and down my rigid abdomen.

“Viper?”

I grunted in response—it was about all my brain could come up with—and Halo’s lips curved in a grin that was all power, all sex, and just about had my knees buckling.

“If I’d known you were going to be in such a foul mood from me leaving your bed, I would’ve stayed,” Halo said. “Last night was the hottest”—he nipped at my jaw line—“sexiest”—he sucked on my earlobe—“night I’ve ever had. I just assumed you’d want me gone the next morning.”

I put my hands in his hair and pulled the elastic there free. As those golden curls fell down around his face, I grabbed hold of his ass, shoved forward from the door, and walked him across the room until his legs hit the back of the mattress. Then I raised my head to look down into his sex-hazed eyes.

“How about you stop making assumptions. Hmm? If I want you out of my bed, I’ll tell you.”

Halo’s eyes flared, and his fingers dug into my waist, and then I was urging him back on the mattress. Back on the sheets that smelled like him. Back to the place where I’d lost myself inside him, and I’d been left feeling forever changed.





Six





Halo





MY HEAD SPUN as my ass hit Viper’s bed. I’d followed after him, expecting an argument, considering the mood he’d been in all day. Instead, I found myself in the same place I’d been last night, watching and anticipating as Viper removed his shirt and threw it on the floor.

My heart beat wildly as I took in the savage look on his face, the one that told me that he wasn’t letting me get away so easily this time.

“This is where you belong,” Viper said in a voice that stroked my cock as effectively as I knew his hand could.

I nodded as I kicked my shoes off and scooted back on the bed, and as Viper placed his hands on the edge of the mattress, he said, “Where you should’ve been when I woke up…”

As the words lingered between us, I lay back, my eyes not leaving his, as Viper prowled up the bed on his hands and knees. My breathing was coming faster now, my anticipation levels at an all-time high as he got closer, because fuck, I wanted this.

I’d spent the entire day remembering Viper like this. Intense, focused, and hunting me down with the primal look in his eyes that he had now. That look, that incendiary stare that had my temperature rising, screamed one thing—you’re mine, and you don’t get to leave until I’ve had my fill. And judging by the hard cock in Viper’s jeans, that wouldn’t be anytime soon.

As Viper made his way up my body, his eyes fell to the bulge between my legs, and when he stopped and lowered his head, I gasped. I could feel his hot breath through the material covering me, and my hips pushed up of their own accord, trying to get closer to that talented mouth.

“So glad we’re finally back on the same page, Angel,” Viper said as he brought a hand up and flicked open the button of my shorts.

“I never left this page,” I told him.

“Just my bed…” As Viper drew my zipper down and parted my shorts, he raised those devilish eyes to mine, and the possessive light that shone out of them had me swallowing. Damn, he was potent. “You aren’t going to do that again. Are you, Angel?”

Right then I would have agreed to never leave his side if that was what he wanted. But when I didn’t immediately respond, Viper flicked the tip of his tongue over the head of my cock and said, “Angel?”

“Right…” I said on a rush of air, and the smirk that tugged up the corner of Viper’s sexy mouth was so hot that I was close to overheating.

With his eyes still on mine, Viper bent his head and hummed against the underside of my shaft. “Hmm, good.”

Shit. This was too much. He was too much. If Viper’s intention was to drive me out of my mind, he was doing a damn good job, and as he slipped his fingers into the edge of my shorts to drag them off my hips, I arched up, ready to help. I was more than ready to be naked and under him again, as soon as fucking possible.