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  I couldn’t help but reach out and touch them. I don’t know why I was surprised to find them warm through my gloved fingers. I heard him moan a little and I wondered if it was a nice feeling to have them explored by human hands. I soon forgot about the wild night’s weather and got lost in my heated little feather bubble. I could feel him taking me somewhere but I didn’t dare ask as it was evident that he wasn’t in the talking mood. The changes in his movements were the only indication that we were not just walking straight. I felt him climb stairs and jump long distances but all the time he kept me covered and safe.

  I could have gone to sleep quite easily but excitement had me buzzing. Where was he taking me and more importantly, what was he going to do with me when we got there? Thankfully my questions didn’t plague me for too long as I felt him slow down and when his wings went back I wasn’t hit with the wind like I was expecting.

  He was walking us into a magnificent oasis of flowers. It was like we had just broken into heaven itself! I looked up at him to see him staring ahead, with serious intent plastered on his face. I followed his eyes and saw a clearing in the middle of the treasures of the natural world. I felt like I was on drugs or at least how they always made out in movies. Flowers moved in a nonexistent wind and the moon that should have been hidden behind stormy black clouds lit up the fantasy. We were outside I was sure but I doubted even Draven was powerful enough to change the weather. There was no rain, no cold bitter chill, there was just calm life that reached up to the heavens above. It was only when I followed the wall of life up that I realised we were in a glass dome and then it didn’t take long before I could hear the rain lashing down against the glass. I loved that sound. The drops of water too heavy for its creators and leaving the clouds, like escaping souls trying desperately to get to earth.

  His footsteps were in rhythm to the sound of the outside world and as it got angrier, he got calmer. I wanted to ask a million questions but my eyes drank in this little hidden world instead of speaking of it. The smell of thousands of flowers all in bloom was intoxicating and I was getting drunk from their sweet perfumes. I wanted the sun to come out, so that I could soak in their dazzling colours but the moon’s light had to suffice. The room was huge and only when we got to the centre did I see what was meant for us. The clearing was surrounded by life and covered every inch of the floor by deep, red rose heads that matched my corset. There wasn’t one thorn as he laid me down onto the softest bed in existence.

  A bed of roses.

  “A rose should be plucked among its sisters. It would be an insult against Mother Nature to deny her of your beauty.” His deep voice echoed around the dome making it a mighty and unstoppable force. I shied away at his complement but he didn’t allow this reaction for long.

  “Look at me!” He ordered making my heart flip. I moved my eyes to his dark form and watched in amazement as his suit started to disintegrate. It was disappearing into the air like little particles of dust leaving an overwhelming body above me. I took in every inch of his God like form, more like an oil painting from the world’s greatest artists, who had all joined force to capture the astounding mix of strength and beauty. He was the epitome of perfection.

  Once naked, with only his wings behind him casting shadows, he came down to my level. There he studied me in great detail before his urges started to show. His hands gripped the material that concealed me and I kept expecting to hear ripping noises. I was somewhat relieved when I didn’t as this was one outfit I wanted to keep safe…or at least in one piece!

  “Turn round!” I jumped at the sound of his Demon voice and I couldn’t help but slowly obey. As I lowered myself back down on to my stomach I was shocked to see a bright light emerge from Draven’s right arm. I looked to my right and saw a large blade of energy grow from his hand. I moved away but his left hand caught me and held me in place.

  He leaned down to me ear and whispered, “Trust me Keira, I won’t hurt you.” This was a little comforting but when I saw the blade coming closer to my back I couldn’t help but flinch.

  “Hold still and don’t move!” Ok, now I was panicking but closed my eyes tight as if that would somehow help. I felt his left hand on my side and the other one with the blade was coming nearer to my skin. Although I couldn’t see it, I could feel the heat coming from this part of him. Then I felt my corset loosening at the bottom near the curvature of my behind.

  The sound of the cord being cut could be heard over the storm and when I felt the tighter part ping back I knew it was his way of freeing my body. It didn’t take long before I could breathe easier and when he had finished, he motioned for me to turn back round to face him. I did so while still holding my corset in place, making his eyebrows rise.

  His hands felt the embroidered roses and worked their way down to undo the ribbons that were attached to my thong by hand. I was close to trembling in anticipation which was adding to the intensity of all. And he knew it…Big time did he know it! He was getting some weird kick out of making me wait and when I opened my eyes I saw him displaying an evil, dark grin.

  “Tell me what you want!”

  “You know,” I replied in my shy way but this wasn’t good enough.

  “Speak it!” He demanded louder and I had to close my eyes again, so that I wasn’t being controlled by his black gaze of desire.

  “I want you…you to…to…”

  “To what exactly? Say it, shout it!” He was working himself up until he would soon just take it anyway, so why not give him what he wanted, what we both wanted. I knew what he was doing, he was giving me a shred of control back…waiting until he heard the words, giving him the fire start!

  He started to encourage the words as his hands moved to my sex. He then moved round to cup my cheeks behind and when he pulled me up to bring the front of my thong to his face I wanted to shift away in shame.

  “Speak the words Keira.” He said softly taking a new approach. I tried to move again not wanting to give in just yet but when he started to blow down on me, I felt like I was going to explode if he didn’t kiss me down there.

  “TAKE ME!” I screamed out and when he had gotten what he wanted, he flashed the whites of his fangs before replying with self confidence oozing from every pore,

  “As you wish.” And then it happened…the first kiss to my most intimate place followed quickly by the greatest orgasm that I had ever experienced! It felt as though something inside of me had exploded and my reactions weren’t controlled by any logical thoughts I possessed. It was wave upon wave of mind blowing bliss and when my voice was dry from screaming I had to move his head away to indicate that I couldn’t physically take another second. He released me and came back up to take his prize that he had waited for until I had had my fill.

  “Now it’s my turn.” He whispered in my ear and then with a flashed movement he ripped away my corset and all other material covering my skin. He was like a man obsessed, so much so his hands shook as if by trying to contain the deep energy beneath him, like a caged animal fighting its master to be freed. He covered my body in little bites that didn’t pierce the skin but sent shivers down to my toes. His hands pulled me to him like I was never close enough. Then before he could enter me he asked me one last question.

  “Do you belong to me?” It came out in a raspy breath and the purple eyes told me that I not dare but speak the truth.

  “Yes!” As soon as the Y could be heard I screamed as he thrust himself into me with excessive force. Thanks to the moistness between my legs it slid in but the size, as always, still shocked me and was difficult to take. This was when I went into my own world of a seventh heaven. I thought that I would soon black out as it was sending me into another world. Actually the world I lived in could have been ending...skies falling, oceans flooding the land and earth’s core spilling out causing vast destruction and I wouldn’t have known anything but the ecstasy he was inflicting!

  Every movement he made caused a different pleasure, pain and sensation. He would move me
around to his exotic dance and I became fixated on the pumping energy beneath his shadowy skin. His wings shook with the satisfaction he received and they twitched as his momentum built up until his release was near.

  I couldn’t have counted the amount of orgasms he gave me but by the time he was close I was a mere shell. I pushed myself to find my last moments of energy as I wanted his orgasm to be as powerful as all of mine were. I gripped his neck and pulled my body up into him. I locked my legs around his waist and joined into his rhythm before biting into his neck, and then I added the catalyst.

  “I belong to you…Take me now!” His head arched backwards and his lower body forwards for one last thrust. He released inside me and I in turn found my final raptures with the sound of his roar into the night. His fists grabbed handfuls of petals and crushed them into scented pulp. He was still coming and his wings had stretched out behind him, tensing under the strain. I watched from underneath him in a bewildered state. It was the most pleasure I had ever seen him endure.

  He collapsed on top of me but still managed to find the strength to hold his weight so as not to crush my smaller frame. He remained quiet, with only the panting beneath his chest. I could feel his heartbeat as though it was my own and for once I was the one to ask.

  “Are you alright?” This made him realise that I was staring at him in awe and when he smiled it lit up my face along with his. It was the first time that Draven looked truly shattered after sex. This was surprisingly comforting. Usually it was just me.

  His wings shook and ruffled as he stretched one more time before answering me, which reminded me of a bird getting comfortable before settling down for the night.

  “Am I alright? Is that what you asked?” He was laughing at my question and I was left utterly confused with his outburst. He rolled over and pulled me on top of him making his wings come forward and wrap around me securely once again. The feathers tickled my naked body and made me let out short little giggles.

  “That’s adorable,” he said and before I could stop, he ruffled his feathers making them tickle me more.

  “Oi! Behave!” I threatened but seeing as I was still laughing it didn’t sound very convincing. He took my face in his hands and was about to kiss me but stopped before he reached my lips.

  “You’re incredible… that was....utterly incredible!” He spoke the words proudly before resting his mouth to mine.

  After the kiss, he let me roll off him and to his side, where I nestled in my little nook under his arm and on his firm chest. I ran my fingers along the lines of his defined pecks and he let out a satisfied sigh, which blew my wild hair out of my eyes. I found myself smiling as my mind was drifting towards a sleepy state. His arm pulled me close and his head flopped down to rest on mine. It didn’t take long before sleep devoured us both in this bed of roses.

  It wasn’t only the first time that I had slept on a bed of roses but also…

  Wrapped in the wings of an Angel.

  Chapter 28

  The Self-Assured Surfer Dude.

  I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept as peacefully as I did that night. I woke with a feeling that a flame had been lit in my soul and the aftermath of last night would burn with me forever. Is that what was meant by the eternal flame? An everlasting love so powerful, so deep, that it became a part of you, like it had in some way altered your DNA.

  I felt stronger in an unnatural way and I knew that last night had been different in more ways than one. It was as if the reasons behind Draven’s exhaustion after sex was down to him somehow passing over to me some of his power because although, when I looked over to him, he was still fast asleep, I on the other hand felt as though I could have climbed a mountain and still have time for a round of footie afterwards! My body tingled and my muscles felt brand new like after a full body massage.

  The light was what woke me and I was now gazing at what it was reflecting off. Thousands of stunning flowers that made the glass dome seem like we were in the middle of a rainbow. The roses beneath us hadn’t even lost their lustre after a night of being not only without water but also slept on. I looked to my left to see Draven peacefully breathing and adding to the beautiful sight, he was also still naked.

  The light let in from the glass walls was making Draven’s skin look like liquid gold that blanketed an extensive muscular body. I couldn’t help but start to touch his heated skin, starting at the shoulder blade. He was lying on his side, hiding his face from view and his night black hair was chaotically hung around his cheek and neck. Like a night of sweating had made it stick to the lines of his face. My hand crept down further round to his chest and the lightness of his breathing made me wonder if he was in as deeper sleep as I thought. I was soon answered when his hand shot up so fast and grabbed my wrist in less than a heartbeat.

  “Ahh” I let out a slight scream of shock and when he heard my voice, he relaxed his grip on my scarred arm and pulled it closer to kiss the white lines that decorated my pale skin. It was now that I realised I was as naked as he was and the light wasn’t only making him look like a Mediterranean heartthrob but it was also showing my every imperfection. I wanted to shy away but the feeling of his lips brushing my skin was too hypnotic.

  “Are you cold?” The question caught me off guard as I didn’t feel cold but considering how he was now running his fingers over little pale bumps that covered my arms, then I guess my skin felt otherwise. He was leaving trails of warmth as his fingertips reached up to my face that he now had cupped in his palm.

  “Cause you know, I can think of more than one way to warm up beautiful naked girls that I love.” He turned his body round to face me and in one quick movement he had my body disappearing underneath his massive frame as he towered above me. He shot me a bad boy grin before going in for the kill. His kisses started soft and gentle, like being covered in butterflies but it didn’t take long before his Demon side started to devour me in the height of our morning passion.

  He circled each hand around my wrist and raised them above my head so that he could pin me down.

  “Speak to me!” He asked in a raspy voice and I blushed at his request. It was silly the way I still got embarrassed around him even after all the nights we had shared but there was something about the sound of his voice that would always send sparks down my spine, like fireworks being lit by those supernatural hands of his. Finally I gulped down my shame and spoke the words I knew he was waiting for. I raised my lips to his ear and whispered, “Make love to me.”

  After a few hours of extreme morning exercise we finally made it to his room and on the way back he explained to me what that place had been. Thankfully I might add, I hadn’t had to walk back in the nude because knowing my luck I would meet Vincent in the hallways! No he made some of my clothes appear, along with some of his own, so we didn’t look too much like Adam and Eve on our way back from a roll in the hay in the Garden of Eden.

  He explained how his sister’s projects sometimes came in handy when trying to seduce his girlfriends. I had punched him playfully on the arm, making him roar with a deep laughter.

  “Don’t joke about that!” I reprimanded him but he made it harder when he shot me a sexy sideways glance. We had walked through the numerous corridors hand in hand, as if we had been taking a morning stroll in a local park. He looked happier than he had done last night and I wondered how last night would have really gone if he knew that he wasn’t the only man to see me like that. I quickly pushed Vincent from my mind and, on an impulse, I squeezed Draven’s hand tighter, making his eyebrows rise. God he didn’t miss a beat!

  Back in his room he left to attend to some business while I had some breakfast and then a shower. The shower part I had been reluctant, washing the scent of Draven from my body, but the part where I had been sweating was something I couldn’t live with. Maybe I could ask Draven to bottle his scent and make me soap from it.

  After I was nicely wrapped in lush white fluffy towels, I walked back into the room to find it wasn’t a
s empty as I had left it. A Draven of the shorter variety smiled sweetly at me and I shrieked in response to find Sophia sprawled out on the bed playing idly with the edge of one of the fringed pillows.

  “You scared me half to death!” I screeched but I was met by a cool look of knowing.

  “I doubt that, giving the colour of your cheeks.”

  “Sorry?”

  “The dead don’t blush Keira dear. Anyway, did you enjoy my pleasure dome?” The cool look of knowing turned quickly to smugness garnished with a slice of demon. I decided to play dumb, evidently something I seemed to be good at.

  “I’m sure that I don’t know what you’re talking about.” It would have helped if I could look her in the eye when I lied but come on, that was never going to happen. She laughed making me turn from the opposite direction and when met by those amused dark eyes I just shrugged my shoulders.

  “Oh come now, don’t play coy with me sister, besides this bed hasn’t been slept in and my rose petal floor had been crushed to a pulp!”

  “NO it wasn’t, it was fine this morning!” I said in defence but she had been expecting it and pointed at me, shouting,

  “HA, got ya!”

  “Grow up!” I said in a way that I would have to Libby but with Sophia, it was like having a naughty sister watching my every move.

  “I do try,” she replied sarcastically, “but it’s hard when you’re immortal.” I flashed her an un-amused eye roll but when it turned to a smile and we both laughed. Draven was right, it was utterly useless trying to stay mad at Sophia. Like telling off a puppy for peeing in your favourite shoes and then resisting cuddling it when its starts to cry for attention. Not that I was calling Sophia a dog, more like a tiger cub. Cute as a button but with one swipe could take your face off!

  As graceful as a dancer from Swan Lake, Sophia dismounted the bed and followed me into my new dressing room. There she stood by watching as I scanned my wall full of clothes but every time I went to grab something, she made a sound that reminded me of the TV game show Family Fortunes, the noise they made when you got an answer wrong.