***<\/p>\n
The gentle pressure of Angel\u2019s hand slid down from her chin along the smooth length of Cordelia\u2019s neck to curl around her shoulder.<\/p>\n
He turned her to face him, noting the flash of nervousness in her eyes and the slightest shiver of her golden flesh. With a slow, deliberate drop of his gaze, Angel lingered on her every luscious curve fighting his own immediate response to seeing her fully unclothed for the first time.<\/p>\n
Words of admiration of her beauty nearly tumbled from his mouth, but Angel held them back. This wasn\u2019t the time to worship at the feet of his own personal Venus. This was a lesson and he was playing the part of the leering evil bastard who would have his hands on her in the morning. That was a role Angel knew rather well from days of old and it wouldn\u2019t take much to call upon those memories just to give her a taste of what she would be getting.<\/p>\n
\u201cSay something,\u201d Cordelia urged him to end the silent staring. It was all too clear he liked what he saw and a part of her relished the fact that looking at her body brought a spark of desire to those otherwise unreadable depths.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll take this step by step,\u201d Angel informed her, ignoring the way his body felt taut and his sex twitched to unbidden life in his boxers. The seed of deep need planted in the back of his mind and he recognized its power. \u201cEvery painting or drawing needs a subject. To make it more interesting, we\u2019ll give it a scenario.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia was all for it if that would make her feel any less vulnerable. \u201cIt\u2019ll be like auditioning for a commercial, only naked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf that makes you more comfortable with the idea, then try it,\u201d he told her doubting she could pull it off. Not with everything he was planning to throw at her to prepare her for what she would face in the morning. Angel\u2019s hand slid down the length of her arm to her elbow before skipping down to her hip.<\/p>\n
His thumb moved almost imperceptibly across her hipbone, but Cordelia felt its every minute motion as a little patch of heat built up beneath his touch spreading straight to her loins. Oh, crap! The idea wasn\u2019t to have Angel turn her on. This was supposed to give her an idea of what their creepazoid host would do.<\/p>\n
Cordelia lifted a hand to Angel\u2019s chest, pressing it down on the smooth material of his shirt, but feeling the hard bone and sinewy muscle underneath. She\u2019d meant to push him away, but instead found her fingers curling in to the red silk as she noticed for the first time that he wasn\u2019t garbed entirely in black.<\/p>\n
\u201cWould you touch him?\u201d Angel demanded she focus her wandering attention back on his face, his own dark eyes dilated to pitch black as Cordelia\u2019s fingers slowly uncurled to leave behind the wrinkled proof that she\u2019d been there.<\/p>\n
Her answer came swiftly, \u201cEew, no!\u201d Then Cordelia attempted a joke feeling the need to break the tension, \u201cThough he is cute for a bad guy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cGet on the bed,\u201d his voice dropped down low.<\/p>\n
Letting out a huff, Cordelia pointed out, \u201cClay wouldn\u2019t be mean and growly. So what is this scenario about?\u201d<\/p>\n
She knelt on the edge of the bed, facing him, not comfortable with being nude for this purpose, but no longer feeling the need to run from the room. Expectantly, she waited for him to explain how this was going to work. When Angel spoke again, there was a sensual thread to his words that left her with an underlying ache throughout her whole body.<\/p>\n
\u201cYour imaginary lover has just spent the last half hour kissing you, touching you and removing your clothing piece by piece,\u201d Angel moved the hand from her hip to cup her face, his thumb now close to her lips. \u201cBite your lips, Cordelia. Lick them until they\u2019re shining and swollen as if from my kisses.\u201d<\/p>\n
How had he moved from providing an imaginary lover to being the one kissing her? A shaky breath caught in her throat as Cordelia pictured that scenario in her mind, all the while staring at the firm male mouth tempting her and giving instruction. Her tongue swept across the curved plain of her upper lip and then her teeth closed around the plumper bottom one clamping down and releasing to let the blood fill the tiny capillaries turning her unpainted mouth a rosy hue.<\/p>\n
Angel didn\u2019t even notice his mistake. He was too caught up in the imagery in his head and suddenly wanting to see it come to life. \u201cJust an easy pose, this first time. Vandemere will want several and would choose the one that pleases him the most for the painting itself.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOh,\u201d Cordelia hadn\u2019t considered that.<\/p>\n
\u201cLie down,\u201d Angel nodded toward the mattress, \u201clengthwise on the bed and roll onto your stomach.\u201d<\/p>\n
Now prone, her body pressed down into the mattress and her head rested on her folded arms, Cordelia asked, \u201cLike this?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNot quite,\u201d Angel swallowed reflexively as his eyes traveled down her spine to the sun and moon tattoo entwined so meaningfully upon her skin. That brightly painted design might as well represent them, only no such harmony existed. Only tension and forbidden desire; he could see it in her eyes that she wasn\u2019t immune to his touch, but he wasn\u2019t here to take advantage.<\/p>\n
This was a lesson; except Angel wasn\u2019t quite certain that the lesson might not be for him, one in maintaining control.<\/p>\n
\u201cKeep your hands and forearms flat on the bed,\u201d he told her even as his fingers kept up a light touch at the center of her back. \u201cNow lift your shoulders; prop your upper body. Higher, Cordelia, so I can see the curves of your breasts.\u201d<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t need to peek at him from beneath her lashes this way to tell where his gaze had fallen. Cordelia could feel those eyes on the now-pebbled tips of her full breasts. Then the heat of his heavy gaze moved on as Angel\u2019s hand trailed down to settle between her thighs.<\/p>\n
Cordelia started to turn to see what he was doing, but Angel told her not to move. His hand was up so high her damp curls were ticking his skin. Saying nothing about the obvious signs of her early arousal, he only moved her legs slightly apart, his hand traveling further down one long limb and the other joining in to bend her legs at the knees. \u201cCross them at the ankles. Point your toes upward. That\u2019s right.\u201d<\/p>\n
This part wasn\u2019t so bad, except that Angel\u2019s touch made it difficult not to squirm with need. He had her wet and aching and he\u2019d barely touched her. Cordelia only hoped he hadn\u2019t noticed her reaction, but considering his vampiric senses, what were the chances of that?<\/p>\n
Moving at a slow pace back to the chair, Angel picked up the items he\u2019d placed on the cushion and took a seat. Organizing the paper on the flat wooden lapdesk shaped like a large painter\u2019s palette and his drawing pencils, Angel glanced up to find himself awestruck by Cordelia\u2019s beauty. It must have shown in his face because her mouth curved into a hint of a smile, eyes bright and suddenly dancing with mischief.<\/p>\n
Then the artist in him wrestled with the instincts that told him to forget this whole ploy. \u201cDon\u2019t move, Cordy,\u201d he held out a hand. \u201cYou\u2019re perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n
He meant it too. Every inch of her. Golden perfection. From the silky waves of her hair down to her polished toes. Angel wondered if he\u2019d ever be able to look at her the same way again after tonight. If anything would be the same after tonight.<\/p>\n
Holding still when she felt so antsy distracted Cordelia a little from the fact that Angel was drawing her. The soft sound of the pencil rasping across the thick paper was not enough to pull her focus away from his eyes. His glance was palpable upon her skin, touching every millimeter of flesh as Angel transferred her image into black and white.<\/p>\n
Losing herself in the little scenario Angel had created, Cordelia pictured herself as waiting anxiously for her imaginary lover to join her on the bed. Except he wasn\u2019t so imaginary, but sitting across from her staring hungrily into her eyes when they lifted up from the page or a random curve of her body.<\/p>\n
Was that part of the act? Angel\u2019s version of leer-o-vision designed to remind her that Clay Vandemere would be doing the same thing in the morning. Only she wouldn\u2019t call it leering. Not the way Angel looked at her now. His gaze was more tender, more intimate than that and ringed by guilt, the one emotion Cordelia could easily identify in him as she had seen it so often in his eyes.<\/p>\n
\u201cRelax,\u201d Angel told her as he completed the drawing, staring at it for the longest time before setting it down on the floor next to the chair. Forcing himself to remember that this was just part of her lesson, he tried to ignore the ache of his erection pressing up against the zipper of his pants. When he lifted his gaze to hers again it was once again distant. \u201cTime for another pose.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIs that necessary? I think I get the hint,\u201d Cordelia felt certain that whatever she was going to experience with Clay Vandemere, it wouldn\u2019t be half as unsettling as being here with Angel.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019re not done here, Cordy,\u201d he told her rising from his seat and walking over with grim determination to continue. \u201cDo you think he\u2019ll stop when you say no?\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia huffed, turning over onto her side, head propped on her hand and the other arm resting on her hip. \u201cThat\u2019s different. This is you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel knelt on the bed beside her, pillow in hand in preparation for altering her pose, but it seemed Cordelia had all but done it for him. Face it, any way she turned was worthy of a portrait and it was time he stopped kidding himself one minute longer.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re right, this is me,\u201d Angel moved beside her, hovered over her mouth for a fraction of a second and then captured her lips under his, no longer willing to deny the reason he found the idea of any other man getting within leering distance of Cordelia so deplorable.<\/p>\n
Without a doubt, he wanted her. His body craved to be buried deep inside her warmth. His hands ached to touch, to roam the peaks and valleys of her body and explore the secret dips and intimate curves that were only for him to know.<\/p>\n
The hesitation of her surprise lasted seconds before Cordelia responded with a fervor that left Angel no doubt that she wanted him too, even if the soft womanly aroma of her arousal hadn\u2019t been teasing him for the past twenty minutes. The heavy weight of his male body pressed hard into hers, his clothes sliding at points roughly or smoothly across her bare skin as she pulled him close. Her arms looped around his neck, hands curled around his nape and buried in the soft spikes of his hair. One leg curled up over his hip to bring him into contact with the center of her need.<\/p>\n
Cordelia let out a moan at the sensation of the hard bulge pressing into her, writhing against it, but it just wasn\u2019t enough. She covered the hand that glided over the soft plain of her belly pushing it low, their fingers tangling together through the forest of her curls as she shifted to make space between them. Murmuring against his mouth, \u201cTouch me, Angel.\u201d<\/p>\n
The vampire smiled against her mouth. That was his Cordelia alright, not exactly the shy, retiring type afraid to ask for what she wants. His skillful fingers gathered moist heat from her creamy center to come back to circle around the hard nub of her clit. A lusty moan sounded from her lips as they peppered kisses across his face and her hands fumbled to unbutton his shirt.<\/p>\n
Two of his fingers slid deep, her body clenching tight around them, his thumb taking up the teasing stimulation. Cordelia met him for another heated kiss, her eyes wide and wanton as his rhythmic fingering intensified, the friction building and driving her closer to orgasm.<\/p>\n
Her hands bunched up the loose material of his silk shirt as Cordelia tried to pull it down over his shoulder. \u201cOff,\u201d she muttered wanting to feel his cool skin against her heated breasts.<\/p>\n
A chuckle sounded in her ear as Angel leaned down to suck an earlobe into his mouth, tugging gently with his teeth. \u201cI\u2019ll have to stop to do that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDon\u2019t you dare,\u201d Cordelia settled for rubbing her hands across the defined muscles of his chest as Angel lifted up to watch her come knowing that she was getting close. Watching wasn\u2019t enough though as his chest rumbled with the sound of his need, \u201cI have to taste you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Angel maneuvered between her open thighs with dizzying speed and before Cordelia could consciously comprehend the fact, his tongue made one long motion across the slick folds of her sex before flicking mercilessly against her clitoris. The unique taste of her exploded on his tongue as Angel greedily lapped up the creamy nectar clinging to her silken folds. She bucked hard against his mouth and fingers, but Angel never let up alternating sharp little sucks with that wild tongue and the endless plunge of his thick fingers.<\/p>\n
\u201cGeez, yes!\u201d Cordelia called out, her head thrashing against the bed, now close, so close that she could do nothing more than react, her legs shaking, hands trembling and her voice sounding out words that fell with little control from her lips. \u201cLikethat. Likethat. Nownownow. OhyeahomigodohAngel.\u201d<\/p>\n
A light sheen glistened along her skin, Cordelia\u2019s eyes topaz against the light in the room as they bored into his as he looked up the long plain of her body letting his teeth clamp down gently over her clit followed by the wet slide of his tongue. Then it happened, all the built-up tension exploded into a million sparks and she was coming hard.<\/p>\n
His fingers continued to work her, gathering up her liquid heat, swallowing it up like a starving man. He\u2019d deprived himself of this far too long, the thought settled in the back of his mind as he continued to lap up every creamy drop her body released.<\/p>\n
Moaning and stretching in catlike pleasure, Cordelia watched Angel through heavy-lidded eyes as he rose up on his knees above her, desire darkening his potent gaze. One hand swept across his chin, the index finger clearing away the last evidence of her orgasm before he sucked the thick digit into his mouth. Cordelia shivered at the sight of his big, male body towering over her, wanting it against her, wanting him inside her.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, Angel, I want you,\u201d she nearly cried at the idea that she was saying that to him, so powerful were her emotions at that moment.<\/p>\n
Ripping off his shirt, Angel left it in shreds on the floor. He couldn\u2019t be bothered with removing anything else because he needed his mouth on hers. Kissing her wildly, their mouths met in a frenzy of passion, tongues darting wetly; lips pressing softly, firmly, teasingly while feeding the flames of desire burning bright between them.<\/p>\n
Taking hold of her, Angel rolled them so Cordelia lay on top of him, allowing his hands the freedom to explore her slim body with those lush curves he\u2019d admired so carefully from the short distance of the chair. His thumbs brushed the sides of her breasts as his mouth trailed down the defined cord of her throat. Then his hands wandered on moving around to her back sliding up and down her spine to cup both firm buttocks.<\/p>\n
Opening her thighs, Cordelia gripped his hips, pushing her body up to straddle his and settling herself down over the straining erection she had yet to see. A naughty smile flashed across her lips before she moaned at the sensation of him moving beneath her, his hand clamped down on her hip to hold her in place. Angel sat up, not yet ready to give up his exploration. Cupping the nape of her neck, he nuzzled her throat pressing wet kisses along a path that led toward her neglected breasts.<\/p>\n
Their succulent peaks tempted him and Angel waited, teasing the plump mounds with his mouth and teeth drawing out Cordelia\u2019s panty little breaths into needy moans. He loved every sound she uttered, their womanly, earthy, lustful tones spurring him on. He sucked one hard nub into his mouth, his fingers plumping the firm pillow of her breast. The other hand giving equal attention to its mate as his fingers slid across the edge of her nipple, and then tweaked it before his thumb roved across the fine skin of her dusky areola.<\/p>\n
When Angel moved to switch his mouth to the other side, Cordelia pushed at his shoulders sending the unprepared vampire tumbling back on the bed in surprise. \u201cI think it\u2019s my turn to play, greedy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat depends on what you want to do with your turn,\u201d a husky tone thickened his words to match the thick shaft pressing into her from beneath the annoying barrier of his clothing.<\/p>\n
Her hands smoothed across the sculpted angles of his chest and broad shoulders, feeling the power of those heavy muscles under her fingertips. \u201cIf you don\u2019t like it, you can always tell me to stop.\u201d<\/p>\n
Not like it? Hell, she could chain him up to the bed and have her way with him for a week and he\u2019d still enjoy it. Angel tried not to let himself get too excited. After all, he had no idea just how much experience Cordelia had when it came to sex, though he knew she wasn\u2019t a virgin.<\/p>\n
\u201cTake off my pants, Cordelia,\u201d Angel knew there wouldn\u2019t be any stopping. \u201cYou can start with that.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMy turn to leer a little?\u201d she teased as her hands floated down to his belt unbuckling it.<\/p>\n
Smirking at the mischievous glint in her eyes, Angel answered, \u201cLeer all you want as long as you touch me when you get there.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia scooted off of his lap, kneeling beside him, reaching down to take off his shoes and socks, pausing to rasp her fingernails beneath the leg of his pants along one muscular calf. \u201cDoes that count? Or was there something else you wanted my hands on?\u201d<\/p>\n
Long past feeling a pleasurable ache, his hard cock strained against the pants that entrapped it. Restraint was wearing thin despite his desire to take things slowly and make every moment count. Her words, and the sight of her and the taste of her still on his tongue made it impossible to maintain a calm fa\u00e7ade. \u201cTeasing only gets you so far, Cordy. Then it gets you fucked.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cPromise?\u201d Her hands slid over the pants legs covering the hard muscle of his thighs.<\/p>\n
She never even blinked as his eyes turned dark and rimmed with amber telling her that his demon lay so close to the surface, it wouldn\u2019t take much to draw him out if she tried. It wasn\u2019t as if Cordelia didn\u2019t know what might happen here. The thought of him vamping out, of having the smooth sinewy muscle harden under her touch, become heavier, his frame thicker, bonier only gave her a thrill that made her insides throb.<\/p>\n
Both hands swept up to cover the impressive bulge eliciting a deep moan from Angel as she cupped him. Reaching down, he stroked the back of his fingers along the curve of her face and the gentle move distracted her long enough to lean into that touch, closing her eyes. He spoke softly, his voice rough with passion, \u201cJust let me make love to you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Cordelia\u2019s eyes snapped open, protesting, \u201cNot until I have my fun too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Groaning, Angel dropped his hand down to his washboard stomach. \u201cSomething tells me I may not survive your idea of fun. Not with my pride intact at any rate.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat happened to that vampire stamina thing I\u2019ve read about?\u201d Cordelia grinned as her fingers moved to his zipper slowly edging it down.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s all a myth,\u201d he lied\u2026just in case, but a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as Angel promised himself that she\u2019d discover the truth by morning.<\/p>\n
One perfect eyebrow arched as Cordelia caught the little smile quickly hidden as Angel\u2019s playfulness vanished behind an expectant look of lust. She tugged his pants down over his hips, working them and his boxers off at the same time. Her efforts made it only as far as his upper thighs before she paused to stare down at the erect shaft and heavy balls now exposed to her view.<\/p>\n
Forgetting the pants, she reached out to curl a hand around him, feeling the cool muscle warm beneath her touch and the pulse of blood flowing through the distended veins.<\/p>\n
Cordelia slid her hand up the length of his cock, hearing him moan low, but making no move to force her actions. Finally, she glanced up at him saying, \u201cYou\u2019re so big.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThere\u2019s no reason to be afraid,\u201d Angel frowned even as his hips shifted in response to her slow pumping action. It was difficult to provide reassurance when Angel could barely think.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood, cos I\u2019m not,\u201d she leaned down and circled her tongue around the broad tip of his cock.<\/p>\n
Knowing Angel wanted her was a cure for any doubts and the magnificent male body before her was far too tempting to pretend to be shy. Besides, Cordelia wasn\u2019t going to kid herself about what she wanted. Not anymore. She wanted all of him, starting now, with his manhood erect and raging with need. Wanted to feel him in her hand, her mouth, inside her.<\/p>\n
Just the thought of making him let go control of that steel grip on his emotions made Cordelia shiver in anticipatory pleasure as her mouth opened to slide down over his hard shaft. Her fingers gripped the lower half of his cock, moving in the same slow motion as her mouth as she sucked him into the scorching heat at the back of her throat.<\/p>\n
\u201cJesus, Cordy,\u201d the guttural sounds churned from Angel\u2019s throat at the sensation. It was all he could do not to grab her head with both hands and thrust repeatedly. He held a tight grip on the bedspread, forcing his eyes open to watch the slide of her plush lips moving rhythmically around him.<\/p>\n
Her finger tips curled beneath his balls, drawing them into her palm, the warmth of her gentle touch as effective as her wet tongue flicking along the swollen vein on the underside of his shaft and her teeth carefully tugging on the supersensitive foreskin. When her wavy hair fell forward obstructing his view, Angel swiftly grabbed a fistful to push it back, opening up his hand to loosely cup her head, massaging her scalp in the same rhythm she used.<\/p>\n
The salty taste of him filled her mouth as Cordelia curled the flat of her tongue over the crown and hollowed her cheeks as she went down on him again, the sound of her own pleasure reverberating in her throat. Through the rushing pulse of her own eagerness, Cordelia heard the earthy, sensual tones coming from Angel in the form of encouragement, instruction and simple animalistic pleasure.<\/p>\n
Somewhere between a purr and a growl, his chest expanded with air and released a sound that drew her eyes open to stare up at Angel who captured her gaze returning it with such a look of lust that she nearly melted. Then her insides quivered as his words reached her ears, \u201cThat\u2019s good. So damn good. Show me you\u2019re mine, Cordy. Show me. Suck me off.\u201d<\/p>\n
Had Cordelia not wanted just that, she would have teased him a little longer. But the feral glint in his amber-rimmed eyes and the intense expression told her Angel was far too close to play games with him. He arched against the bed, the combined contact of her hands and mouth driving him insane with pleasure. Buttocks clenched tight as he started to piston his hips up in shallow motions. The hand in her hair now fisted again, pulling just a little as he reacted.<\/p>\n
Her name ripped from Angel\u2019s throat, followed by an incoherent cry as Cordelia\u2019s slow rhythm became a fervent assault on his senses. She held him just a little harder, moved her hand a little faster, sucked him a little more furiously than before. The pressure built up deep in his balls, held back only by the wall of his resolve, finally broke free. Angel\u2019s body flexed, his sinewy muscles bunching up and then he was coming in spurts of hot pleasure.<\/p>\n
Cordelia greedily lapped up every drop, swallowing him down with as much delight as he had taken in tasting her. For the moments where he was completely distracted by his powerful orgasm, Cordelia let her hands wander free over the taut curve of his ass and the rippled muscles of his torso. Slowly, she slipped him free of her mouth, pressing a contented kiss on his hip and resting her head on his belly.<\/p>\n
Before she could do more than take in a couple of breaths, Angel pulled her up into his arms. Palming her face, wordlessly staring down into Cordelia\u2019s eyes with that same intense passion, Angel pressed his lips to hers. One soft kiss. Then another, this one long and unmoving as if branding her mouth with his own. Cordelia reached around to cup the nape of his neck, her body instinctively moving to fit more intimately against his as they shifted side-by-side.<\/p>\n
Those soft velvet kisses gave way to pure hunger, lips swiping voraciously. Cordelia kept up with the whirlwind of sensations wrought by Angel\u2019s kisses and his roving hands. Those slightly calloused fingertips trailing across her skin to worship every inch of flesh that he could reach. There was such tenderness in those touches, such restrained power as his hands moved down to open her thighs, to curl one leg up around his flank as he fit himself between the cradle of her hips.<\/p>\n
Already hard, his cock fit up against her body, tight along the slick crevasse of her sex. Cordelia shuddered with the sudden need to feel him deep inside her. Shifting against him, she rocked her hips, moaning at the zinging sensation of the friction she had created along her tender flesh. She tried to fit her hand between them, to grasp him and put him just where she wanted, but he caught her hand and turned it to kiss the palm before pressing both her hand and his against the full curve of her right breast.<\/p>\n
His mouth followed their fingers, teasing her to the point where she plucked at her own moist nipple. Moaning her desire, Cordelia rocked hard against him, the nub of her clit grinding up against his stiff flesh. Angel pressed his open mouth to her neck, sucking softly on the tender skin above her throbbing pulse point, his hips moving against her in the ultimate tease.<\/p>\n
Then he pulled back, his hands sliding over her curves to settle on her hips. Cordelia gazed up at him, eyes bright with anticipation, her breathing irregular, skin flushed with arousal making her more beautiful than ever. Dropping his hand down to curl around his stiff sex, Angel let the tip slide along Cordelia\u2019s moist folds. A dark smirk appeared as he circled her clit, teasing her one last time before his hands closed over her inner thighs, thumbs pressing along the sensitive fleshy petals, opening her up to him.<\/p>\n
He entered her, moving their bodies together as one in a steady push past the inner muscles guarding her sex. Cordelia gasped, letting out a short cry in reaction to the way his body stretched hers wide open, filling her deep. Her arms and legs clutched him tightly, holding him to the point where he couldn\u2019t move without adjusting them.<\/p>\n
Murmuring words of reassurance against her mouth, her throat and the soft patches of her skin within kissing distance, Angel pulled out to the point where only the tip remained inside her. The fluttering of her tight channel nearly did him in as he thrust forward again, equally careful of his reentry, a deep groan escaping at the way she felt surrounding him.<\/p>\n
\u201cCor,\u201d he breathed her name on a guttural groan, \u201ccan\u2019t do this. Not slowly. Not this time,\u201d and before Cordelia could even tell him to forget slow, Angel began to thrust faster, his buttocks flexing, hips bucking hard against hers as he plunged deep over and over.<\/p>\n
She grabbed him. Held on. Rocked wildly against him as the initial discomfort gave way to hot licks of desire swirling around her belly. She creamed around him, each thrust scraping against that hidden spot that sent her senses reeling. An incoherent reel of strung-together sounds came out as he held her hips and pistoned hard against her, each thrust bringing her closer to ecstasy.<\/p>\n
Cordelia\u2019s tongue tangled with his in a steamy kiss and when they parted for her to draw breath, she saw that look in his eye, now familiar, telling her that he held his demon back with only hairsbreadth control. Caught in the midst of her own wanton excitement, Cordelia didn\u2019t want his control. She just wanted him. All of him.<\/p>\n
Palming his face, even as her body clutched him tight below, writhing against the cover of the bed and the hard pounding of his heavy male body, Cordelia licked her lips and asked, \u201cLet me see you. I want you that way too.\u201d<\/p>\n
Triggered by her plea, Angel let the mask of his human features fall away, his body mass shifting though he was still inside her. Cordelia yelped at the sudden change in sensation, his cock ribbed and even fuller than before, but it stimulated places she didn\u2019t know she possessed. Her hands explored the ridges of his face, the powerfully thick shoulders and her eyes held his barely taking notice of the sharp fangs now inches from veins coursing with life.<\/p>\n
Angel\u2019s name sounded on her lips as her orgasm rippled through her, her tight channel milking his hard flesh in that intimate grip. Continuing to ride her hard, he buried his face in the crook of her neck, his mouth seeking out that living pulse, instinct driving him forward as much as desire.<\/p>\n
Need. Want. Take. Have. Mine.<\/p>\n
Thoughts rooted in that deep seed of desire sprouted to life and before reason could overpower instinct, Angel buried his fangs deep in her flesh, claiming Cordelia as his in the only true way a vampire can mark his woman. Blood spurted onto his tongue, flowing into his mouth as Cordelia cry of pain sounded followed by a deep moan of pleasure as the second wave of her orgasm came like a starburst. Angel came hard, his emotions and physical sensations making the feeling so powerful he had nothing else to compare it to.<\/p>\n
Retracting his fangs, Angel lapped his tongue over the raw flesh of Cordelia\u2019s throat, greedily memorizing the coppery taste of her enhanced by the erotic mix of arousal. Every precious drop of blood was cleared away. Angel carefully sealed over the holes permeating them with the saliva that contained his scent, completing the ritual as his body slipped from hers, gathering her close and awaiting the consequences of his actions.<\/p>\n
Cordelia slowly came down from the natural high she\u2019d been drifting on. So that\u2019s what Cloud 9 looked like, all sparkly and completely wow. Her body ached all over in a way that still felt tingly and good. Even her throat where the sensations only made her think about the way Angel\u2019s tongue had lapped against her skin.<\/p>\n
She stretched like a cat beneath him, their bodies still warm and damp, and then noticed Angel had slipped back to his human features, brooding silently with that guilty look in his eyes.<\/p>\n