Heat Rating: Fire

Content Warnings: Graphic sexual content

How much will an Angel and a Demon sacrifice to find their true destiny together?

Wanting to kiss him, to feel him pressed against her with his warm skin nearly melding to her, she still resisted the urge to pull the sheets back off the bulge below his ripped abs. She was wet and ready for him to penetrate her, to claim her, to join with her again, not fearing what would happen next...

"You will let me make love to you," he interrupted her beginning fantasy. "I can feel your emotions and desires now too, you know. I can feel all of them, not just the baser ones. You want me as much as I want you. Don't deny me any longer."

"Okay, then, have your way with me, my warrior."

"I will, as again I find myself to have woken up in your bed naked."

He tackled her, and she was thrilled to find him pinning her down to the mattress with the weight of his large form. His erection landed on the soft pouch of her stomach. He had her hands trapped in his above her head like before, but she felt no fear this time. This time she wanted to free her hands so she could run them down his back and over his ass to reposition them, realign their bodies together. She wanted out of her own clothes so badly she wished she could will them to evaporate along with his sheet.

He slithered his body up onto hers. His stare was intense, full of the dichotomy of himóloving and ice cold. She felt possessed, like he was marking her as his, while tempting her to do just the same. He was almost daring her to meet him, testing the waters. Even though she could feel his assertive nature telling her he would not be denied, she also felt his overwhelming need to claim her and the tinge of doubt which still edged it.

She knew for a time he would still be damned by the self-loathing of his old demonic nature. The memories would not go away. She imagined that it would take some time for his mind to catch on that he could not lose control and shift, that the physical representation of the scaly crimson serpent no longer lived within him. It was her personal mission to change that for him, and she could start now by giving herself up freely, allowing him to see her needy nature when it came to him.

"Undress me. I won't move. I give my body to you to do with whatever you wish. Claim me with your cock, for I am your willing prisoner, angel warrior. Have no mercy upon me. And, may I deliver my return message in personóI love you too."