Page 73 of Sleeping Redemption

There was a boyish grin on his face. “Consider it done.”

Furiously, his hips pumped into me as if all that existed in the universe relied on it. My hips grinded to meet his as I desperately held onto his sides to encourage his intense efforts to continue.

Even with my guidance, the movements became erratic as his dick called forth my sweet noises of pleasure. Shaking beneath him, struggling to maintain control of my release, my fingernails dug into his skin.

“That’s it, Kin.” His voice was unsteady, his control starting to crumble. “Now you can let go for me. Show me how beautiful you are when you come undone. I want to hear you scream my name.”

It was as though his words unlocked the door that allowed a flood of ecstasy to drown me. I screamed out as my release raged like a storm through me. My back arched as I made sounds that I didn’t even know were possible.

Sy ferally growled as he brutally worked me through my orgasm with his steely cock.

His body shuddered and shook as he made one final push into me, burying himself deeply into my spasming pussy.

“Kinley! Fuck yes!” he bellowed out as the brilliance of his pristine wings tore out through his bare back, their explosive reveal timed with his cock propelling its hot seed far within me.

Making shallow little thrusts as he emptied himself into me, Sy panted hard while his wings seemed to twitch with each pulse of his dick.

Gradually, both of us melted into a mess of tangled limbs and feathers as we lay there in my bedroom. It was just us and the sounds of our heartbeats and breaths.

Who would have thought an archangel would be the one to bring me to my knees? I sure as hell wouldn’t have. Yet, I’d let him do it again.

We laid there for a while, with Sylas sprawled out over my body. He hadn’t even withdrawn from me yet despite fully expending himself.

My dark wings with sparsely scattered white sections lay partially expanded behind me. Sy’s wings, on the other hand, were curled over us both, providing an intimate white curtain around us.

His mouth slowly claimed mine in a drawn-out kiss. My tongue affectionately familiarized itself with his taste. Our lips remained infatuated with one another as we recovered from the more savage exertions that had just transpired.

I moaned quietly into the kiss in a sign of complete satisfaction.

He eased his head back from me and gave a lazy grin that bordered almost on dopey.

“What?” I asked.

Before he responded, he snuck in another brief kiss. “I’m trying to figure out what took me so damn long to get here.”

I scoffed. “Somebody left out the rule in the handbook that requires you to fuck a fallen angel senseless.”

He chuckled quietly despite his attempt to give me an annoyed look.

Giving a flutter and shake of his impressive wings, he folded them up, and they began to shrink into his back from where they had come. As they did, Sylas tilted his head side to side as though he was working out a few cracks and kinks in his neck.

He pushed himself up off me, backing up enough to give me some space.

“Roll over.” His order had less of a rough edge to it now.

I smirked playfully. “So damn demanding,” I said before complying and shifting onto my stomach and readjusting my wings to stretch out at their full extension.

Smack!

A solid slap to my sore-as-hell ass made me jolt at the unexpected contact.

“Hey!” I looked over my shoulder at him.

“Don’t sass me, Kin.” he spoke without any hint of a bite in his words.

I huffed out a brattyhumphbefore I folded my arms ahead of me and cradled my head in them.

Sy glided his hands over the surface of my wings, smoothing the feathers down. Then, starting at the feathers closest to my spine, he meticulously went through each covert and caressed every feather regardless of color.