by Alisa Woods
She dug her fingers into his skin. “Harder.”
The growl in his chest made her quiver. And when he drew back this time, he thrust back quicker. He gasped and groaned, and suddenly, she had to hold tight because he was thrusting into her like he might die if he didn’t. Again and again. Harder and harder. He was ramping up and filling her, and she could barely hold on for the ride. Each slam was a jolt against the most sensitive part of her, sending electric shocks of pleasure shooting everywhere. Miraculously, she could feel another orgasm building. Oriel’s thrusts became more vigorous, and his groans more wild.
“Holy magic, Lizza,” he gasped. “Come, my love.” He shifted slightly, lifting her hips and somehow plunging deeper, and suddenly that change in angle tripped her right over the edge. She cried out as she convulsed against him, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as pleasure ripped through from her toes to her gasping mouth. Then he suddenly stopped, buried deep, and groaned with such long agony and twitching pleasure, she was afraid it actually hurt him. But then the drawn-out sigh and the heaviness of his body sinking into hers convinced her he just had his own mind-blowing orgasm.
Which gave her such supreme satisfaction she didn’t have words for it.
She just lay there, eyes closed, Oriel’s face buried in her hair, and she soaked in the weight of this gorgeous man she’d just made love to. First, last, and only for her. She didn’t have to know anything else about the world to know that.
Slowly, lazily, she opened her eyes.
And just blinked.
Above her, draped across the bed, as sated with pleasure as the rest of her angeling…
Glowing white wings.
“Oriel.”
He twitched. “Oh. I’m sorry, my love.” He lifted his weight off her and gazed down at her with a crooked smile and half-closed eyes. “But I think you blew every circuit I have. Even an angeling needs a moment to…” He frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“Your wings.” She was still open-mouth staring at them.
He twisted to look… then jolted against her. He was still buried deep inside, but he quickly withdrew and sat up on the bed. His wings flexed forward, brushing across the length of her body, but that wasn’t his intention—he was just staring at them in wonder.
“Holy magic.” He just sat there, stunned.
She climbed to her knees and peered over his wing at him, a crazy stupid grin on her face. “You’re angeling of light. Again.”
“That’s not…” He was shaking his head.
“Possible?” She beamed even more. “Guess making love to me is enough to redeem an angeling of his Sins.” Take that, Terah-the-dark-angeling.
His eyes just went wider. “Truer words have never been spoken.”
Okay, she was really joking. But Oriel’s expression was dead serious. His wings whispered out of the way as he rose up to his knees to clasp hold of her face. “Lizza. You have saved me.” Then he kissed her with such tenderness, she felt sure her heart would swell right out of her chest.
Tears were hot at the back of her eyes. “Tell me this means…” She couldn’t even say it.
“Wait.” He released her and climbed off the bed, scurrying to get something underneath.
“What the—”
He pulled out the black box. With his blade.
Then he took the angel blade and drew it across his wrist.
“Oriel, no!” she shrieked, clambering across the bed to him. But by the time she reached him, the small line of blood had been wiped away, the wound had healed, and Oriel was grinning ear to ear.
“I don’t… what did you just do?” she demanded, climbing off the bed.
“Testing to see…” He dropped the blade in the box and grabbed her by the shoulders. “I can’t believe this. I’m really back in the light.” Then he hugged her, and she realized what all this meant.
That if the End of Times came, Oriel would be saved.
That he belonged with her, in the light, by her side… just like Tajael and Charlotte.
That he wouldn’t leave.
But that last part she really, really need to hear from his lips.
Oriel drew back from the hug, a ridiculously happy expression on his face.
“Say it,” Lizza said, her heart still stuttering. “Say you’ll stay with me and not run off to some shadow realm. Say you’ll be with me forever.” That last part just slipped out, but her heart was bursting with it.
His shoulders relaxed, and joy lit his face. “Elizabeth Robinson, I will never leave you, I will always love you, and you need to let me know just exactly when you’re ready to make love again because I really, really need to throw you down on this bed and start a lifetime’s worth of lovemaking with you.”
The smile started inside her, deep and glowing—in that space that used to be broken for so long—and it grew and grew until it was beaming out from her face.
“I think you should start right now.”
And he did.
“You know, you really don’t have to lay on top of me.”
Lizza squirmed underneath him.
“Well,” Oriel said, smirking down at her, “you really should have made this transport chamber a little bigger. And less like a coffin.”
“I was being economical,” she complained, shifting Mr. Charley so he wasn’t squished between their two bodies. “And I figured I’d be traveling alone.”
He smiled. “You should have known better.” He truly hadn’t left her side, not since the ambush attack on Elyon’s forces. Not since she turned him to the light. Not since she saved his soul. No… he wasn’t planning on letting Lizza go anywhere without him. Certainly not to the immortal realm as the first human traveler in her dimensional drive.
“Yes, I guess I should.” She rolled her eyes.
“Can you two keep the chatter down?” Charlotte asked over the headsets. Oriel and Lizza both had miniature earbuds that transmitted and received sound from inside their transport chamber. “We’re starting to record out here.”
“Not too late to back out,” Oriel said quietly to her, even though he knew they would be recorded, the entire lab crew could hear them, and that she would never say no. Still… he held out hope to the last. This was dangerous. Everyone knew it, including her. But that didn’t dissuade the beautiful, brilliant soul he was deeply in love with.
Not in the slightest.
“Sorry.” Lizza smirked. “You’re stuck with me, hot stuff.” She bucked her hips up into his, just slightly, not enough to jostle the clear box they were encased in. But it was enough to stir his always-simmering desire for her.
“Careful.” He dropped a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose. “Or we’ll have to rename this the first interdimensional sex drive.”
“People!” Charlotte’s voice squawked. “We’re on tape.”
Lizza glared up at him, but he could see the smile she was fighting.
“Okay, I’m going to count it down,” Charlotte said. “You ready in there?”
“Ready!” Lizza sang out.
“I love you,” Oriel said softly.
Her eyes flashed, but she smiled.
“Wards are down,” Tajael intoned.
Charlotte quickly said, “Three… two… one…”
The physics lab, Charlotte, Tajael, the three lab techs, and the entire mortal realm… disappeared. They were floating in a formless gray mist. If anything went wrong, Oriel would yank Lizza out of harm’s way. He was her Guardian. That was his job. But oxygen in the box was breathable, there was nothing to see in this shapeless magic realm, and while Elyon may want his head on a pike, it was highly unlikely he would track Oriel out here in the gray. At least not in the scheduled minute they planned to be here. So instead, Oriel relaxed and watched the wonder cross Lizza’s face as she stared all around her, capturing the moment on her earpiece cam.
“Nothing but the same formless gray over-dimension space as recorded by the previous test subjects,” she intoned. “No sen
se of heat or cold, light or dark. Oxygen levels appear normal.”
Her gaze finally returned to him.
“Would you like to have a baby?” he asked.
“What?” she choked out.
He chuckled. It had been a couple weeks since the traumatic events of his sojourn to the shadow realm had passed, but it was never far from his mind. The idea that Elyon had planned to breed Lizza and him to build his army of darkness. And Oriel knew full well that Markos wanted to do the same for the army of the light. But Oriel was only concerned with what Lizza wanted… and he knew that being the first traveler to the over-dimension was one goal.
He wondered if making a child was another.
“We’re still recording,” he said with a smile. “So if you don’t want to answer…”
“That’s a hell of a question.” She was looking at him like he was crazy.
“It is, indeed.”
She frowned and glanced around the gray mists. “A baby. That seems…”
“Impossible?”
She looked back at him, but her expression was softer now. “I don’t believe anything’s impossible anymore.”
“Exactly my thought.” He kissed the tip of her nose again. “So why not conceive a child in love, who is neither shadow nor light, but merely our child. Our very special child.”
“An angeling child.” Her eyes widened. “One who would outlive me by many years.”
But of course, she would figure out his motives. The woman he loved had a mind as brilliant as her soul. “One who will remind me always of you.”
“Oh, Oriel.” She lifted her head to reach for him, so he did as any man would… he kissed her back. Thoroughly.
Somewhere in the middle of that kiss, they were transported back into the human realm, landing in the lab to cheering and applause.
Lizza grinned wide under his kiss, so he was forced to break it.
“Tell me you did not make a sex tape in the over-dimension.” Charlotte’s chastising voice just drew hiccups of laughter out of Lizza. “People, seriously? I’m trying to do science here.” But Charlotte was grinning just as much as everyone else in the lab.
Tomaz quickly liberated them from the box by sliding the lid off and propping it against the wall. Oriel and Lizza climbed out and handed their earbud mics and cameras to him for analysis.
“Congratulations, Dr. Robinson,” Tomaz said with a smile.
“You did it,” Charlotte said, beaming. “My God, you are a crazy woman.” But she gave Lizza a hug, and Oriel knew it was a triumph for both. They stepped over to the monitor to check the data, Lizza still holding her tiny rainbow unicorn, Mr. Charley.
She had done it. Fulfilled her vow to her parents and changed the world. A world still at war. And humans had now officially traveled under their own power to the over-dimension. That changed everything.
“Did you feel it?” Tajael asked. He had drawn Oriel to the back corner with him while the scientists and crew worked their machines.
“Feel what?” Oriel asked.
“The pulse through magic space?”
Oriel frowned. “No.” Each new set of experiments seemed to disturb the immortal realm a little more, and not just figuratively. A literal pulse of magic swept through that everyone could feel, light and shadow alike. Even the fae had to notice.
“This one was…. big.” Tajael kept his voice down.
“You think it will be enough to draw the dark angels together?” Oriel’s happiness was quickly taking on some tarnish.
“I don’t know.” Tajael sighed. “But I’m glad Razael has decided to enter the fight. Otherwise, we’d be in serious trouble.”
Oriel nodded and peered at the women huddled around the monitor. He wished the war would simply vanish, and he could spend his days protecting and loving Lizza. But the world had never been simple, and it would not settle down just for them. Perhaps it was better to wait, not bring a child into a world torn by uncertainty.
“I almost wish you were still in shadow,” Tajael said, a smirk twisting his lips.
Oriel scowled at him. “Thanks.”
“Just saying. I wish I had someone I could trust implicitly in the shadow realm. That’s where this war will be fought… and lost. Or won.”
“Asa seems trustworthy,” Oriel offered. “He’s helped us both when we most needed it.”
Tajael shrugged. “You know the shadow realm as well as I—would you trust any of them?”
Oriel frowned. Because he wasn’t sure of the right answer. Some, like Terah, seemed entirely out for their own interests… but with a glimmer of heart. Ones like Asa were fiercely loyal to their dark angel and willing to do anything for them. Others, like Micah, seemed willing to betray the dark angel who was his father. Did that make any trustworthy in a game where the fate of humanity lay in the balance?
Oriel couldn’t say.
But he knew, no matter what happened in the realms of light and shadow, his place was with the woman he loved. So he would stay by Lizza’s side and never leave.
Now and forever.
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Tajael is an angeling of the light—a cross between human and angel. He strives for Virtue, but his human body is vulnerable to all the Sins... Lust most of all. Growing up cloistered among the angels, he must now go on walkabout in the human world to prove his Virtue. If he can keep from Falling, he'll be allowed to return and take his vows. But it's an angeling's nature to love and protect humanity... and nothing he's been taught prepares him for the Temptation ahead...
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Alisa Woods lives in the Midwest with her husband and family, but her heart will always belong to the beaches and mountains where she grew up. She writes sexy paranormal romances about alpha men and the women who love them. She enjoys exploring the struggles we all have, where we resist—and succumb to—our most tempting vices as well as our greatest desires. She firmly believes that love triumphs over all.
