Chapter 26: Chapter 26

Nadia writhed with pleasure. When he slowly drew her clit into his mouth, she ground against him with lips parted, moaning uninhibitedly.

"Oh, God! Angel…" she cried.

"You are so sweet…" he growled softly as he licked and sucked her until she came into his mouth again and again.

He then learned over her, watching her spasmed. He gripped her thighs, widened them to accommodate him and thrust into her. In reflex, Nadia's middle jerked up, arching her back. Angel slipped his hand up her hips to her back to hold her in that position and pushed deeper into her. Nadia moaned.

Angel closed his lips around her left nipple and gently tucked, suckling her. Nadia felt tears well up and spilled down the side of her face. Her vagina walls clenched tightly around his cock. Their moan resounded in the room.

Afterwards, they spooned on the bed in a perfect crescent posture; with her in his arms; nestled securely against his chest. Angel closed his eyes and for the first time in a long while he actually slept.

Hours later he woke up to the sound of an alarm blaring. Nadia mumbled a curse, making him smirk as she drew slightly away from him, and then the noise stopped. She snuggled back into his arms and stayed there for about a minute. She then let out a low pleasure-filled sound and gently rubbed her backside against his skin. Angel sighed quietly, enjoying the feel of her.

When she separated her body from his, he wanted to protest, thinking she was depriving him of the soft press of her ass against his cock but saw she merely turned to face him.. He changed his mind when he felt her full breast crushed against his pectorals and she pressed a kiss to his jaw and started to trail her lips down his throat and to his chest. It got to him that she could continue to do that – to kiss and worship his scar-marred body as if it was perfect. His jaw clenched in reflex.

He resisted the urge to moan aloud when she stroked her tongue against his nipples, but then when she wrapped her fingers around his cock, used her tongue to wet the broad tip and then slowly put him in her mouth, he couldn't stop himself.

"Nadie," he breathed.

She took him to heaven and then some, sucking, licking and pumping him into her mouth until he lost control. He toppled her over the bed, making her lie face down. He slipped one arm under her and parted her legs and penetrated her. Nadia buried her face in the mattress and screamed as he fucked her hard and fast. And it was a good thing her face was pressed against the mattress because Angel was so far out of control that he shifted.

Nadia felt him grow bigger inside her and the feel of his skin charged into something soft, silky and hairy. And since Angel had matted chest hair, she figured the change was probably in her head.

The pleasure caused by the friction of his thick cock against her vagina walls was profound enough to have her confused. Everything seemed heightened: the touch of their skin, the pleasure of being one and the insatiable need to go on forever. Nadia submitted to the emotions and evidently so did Angel.

He didn't know when he buried his teeth in the skin at the back of her shoulder, drawing blood. Nadia gasped as the euphoria grew. She couldn't feel pain, all she felt was an overwhelming pleasure like an added dose of heroin, and like an oblivious addict, she gladly drowned in it.

Nadia knew she came more than once, and still, Angel didn't stop nor did his pace slow. It was beautiful. He stroked her passion and desire to live, doused it and rekindled it all over again.

When Angel finally came, he held on to her, breathing steadily until his body calmed and regressed. His eyes settled on Nadia's back and he mentally cursed, ‘Damn it!’

Leaning into her, he flicked out his tongue and licked the blood staining her skin, steadily lapping his tongue over the wound until it closed up. He sighed, knowing he had to tell her at some point. Letting her know she was his and mating with him had sealed her fate but not yet. Maybe when they succeeded in their escape plans. He mused. Speaking of escape plans, he drew back from her and got off the bed.

"Angel…" Nadia protested, turning around to sit up. She gazed longing at him.

"I need to go…" he said.

Nadia's chest heaved as she released a shaky breath and her eyes welled up with tears. She couldn't explain why she felt this attached to him but Angel knew why. He scooped her off the bed to take her with him to the bathroom where they shared a bath and she gave him his torn but clean pants back.

"I need to go back to the experimentation room to get some things and then find my way to the pit without being seen—" Angel said as he pulled up his pants, noting it was more of cutout shorts now.

"I have a way…" Nadia said, causing him to revert his gaze to meet hers.

"You do?" he responded, arching his sexy eyebrows at her.

"Yes. I’m certain you will scold me, but Angel, it's awfully lonely here for me. So, uhm ... there was this one time I decided to explore the grounds. So I wander about the house to the basement—”

“Basement? Nadia! Do you have any idea of how dangerous this place is?!”

“Christ! Let me finish!”

“Fine!” he snapped. Nadia sighed.

“I found a secret tunnel by mistake. One minute I was wandering through the hallways, leaned over a wall and found myself on the opposite side of it.”

"That could have been dangerous, Nadia!" he growled, surprising himself at his level of concern and fear for her safety. Nadia smiled up into his face.

"In my defence, I haven't found out how scary this place was actually. My curiosity got the best of me and I explored further. I found one path led to the garden close to your end of the grounds and another to a dense part of the woods. Of course, I used the one close to your end. The other part seemed too spooky. A lone rat and cobwebs lined with spiders convinced me to stay off that path." She let out a peal of nervous laughter. Angel scowled at her. She leaned into him, holding her face close to his.

“If I haven’t done that, we would not be having this discussion…” Nadia said, grasping for saving grace. Angel sighed.

"So you think it hasn't been used recently?" he rasped, searching her gaze. Nadia got lost for about a minute in the enthralling combination of the sound of his sexy voice and his enchanting eyes, peering into hers. Then she blinked when the corner of his lips tweaked. “I asked you a question, Nadie…” Angel said. Nadia swallowed, thinking even the way he said her name made her heart quiver.

"I – I don't think so. The keys were right there in the locks and seemed ancient. It smelt pretty musty too and there were lots of cobwebs and I'm certain bats! I could show you… I kept the keys. Finders keepers that sought of thing," she muttered the last part, causing Angel to smile despite himself. Nadia gaped at him. He arched an eyebrow at her.

"What?" Angel said.

"Nothing …" she said and lowered her gaze.

"Tell me..." he commanded, closing the space between them. Nadia sighed and looked up into his eyes.

"You are beautiful," she whispered. "Your eyes … they are…"

"They are what, Nadie?" he rasped, cupping her chin.

"Perfection," she whispered. Angel lowered his face to hover above hers, using the tip of his nose to nuzzle her face and then slowly cover her mouth with his.