But, certainly, deep down there was nothing chaste about him.In the next instant, his lips joined mine. As if something, a thought, a gesture or whatever she saw in me, had changed her mind. The fluttering inside me had not been able to diminish even a little, so I returned the kiss with an energetic and enthusiastic cadence. And when I felt the taste and wetness of his tongue against mine, his heart soared. The invisible but almost palpable energy that was still beating in my chest—that which was left in my system earlier, after he healed my wounds—grew more agitated at that moment.A strange and unusual warmth began to grow, and I quickly became restless. The skin on my palms began to itch for a reason I didn't know, almost to a desperate point.Appreciating a certain emotion of victory, I raised my hands and—not without feeling fearful—placed them on either side of his face. He continued kissing me in a soft, deep rhythm, and then I felt one of his hands slip under the loose blous

His teeth grazed the small bud of my breast, and then his tongue played with it. A strange and particularly loud noise escaped my throat, unable to contain it. The heat, effusive and disconcerting, burned deep in my belly. The alarm in my head stopped listening. He couldn't hear any of my thoughts, because he was experiencing one of the most impetuous sensations he had ever experienced.At that moment, as if to make me lose my sanity even more, I felt how his hand stopped caressing my chest to continue slowly in a straight line along my abdomen, until it reached the edge of the material of my cotton panties. A dizzying feeling built in the pit of my stomach.His mouth returned to mine, but only to place a soft kiss on it. Her skin burned, in a way she didn't remember feeling before. Her face and mine were very close to each other. The demon's gaze had a strange, curious, unknown... and perverse shine.Then, with his gray eyes fixed on mine, he put his hand inside the garment. Her burn

“Take the first step,” he ordered, throwing me off balance.—W-what?"Come here and kiss me," he clarified, with his eyes locked on mine. Kiss me, and I won't stop again for the rest of the night. I won't stop even if you ask me to, because I won't be able to. And if you're still sure, then come here and kiss me.Jadeé."Don't do it ," a voice whispered in my head. However, I closed my eyes and, swallowing hard to dissolve the lump of insecurity in my throat, I pushed that feeling away from me.I just wanted to eliminate that voice.I stared at him. I propped myself up on my elbows, raised one hand and placed it on the back of her neck. Then, in a clumsy and nervous movement, I joined my lips with his.A growl erupted deep in Azazziel's throat and his arms wrapped around my torso. My bare chest and his were stuck together in a way they had never been before.And the words, the doubts, everything is over.The heat grew inside me in a devastating way. The nerves and misgivings were stil

I couldn't stop looking at him. I couldn't help but be enchanted by the expression he had, by the caresses of his hands, the deliberate way in which his nails grazed my thighs, the infernal fire of his skin, the way in which his thrusts and his face seemed to manifest the pleasure that extinguished that thought he once had of me. From us, from humans.I grabbed a hand on the back of his neck to pull him towards me and join my lips with his.I wasn't thinking correctly. My head and body were disconnected, I was only able to feel . To feel him. Of absorbing myself in the thousand emotions that were destroying my sanity.To realize how lost I was for him."I love you..." I whispered with a high-pitched, unrecognizable voice .Too late, I couldn't stop the words that came out of my mouth.Too late, the weight of what I had just said fell on me like a bucket of ice water.His eyes opened to meet mine, but instead of stopping as I thought he would, he increased the pace of his thrusts, with

My own face awakened a feeling in me that I didn't know how to recognize, but I didn't get distracted by it. My dark eyes traveled directly to the scar on the highest part of my forehead, the one Naamah gave me that time he confronted Akhliss in the park. Even though she was already completely healed, she could be perceived as lighter than the rest of my skin. My eyelids were barely tinted with a slight darkening tone, but I could have attributed that to having not slept much... The wound on my lip was also healed, it was only noticeable if someone got too close to me and I could easily cover it with makeup.But it was the tiny opening that had permanently changed the shape of my eyebrow that worried me. I bet the scar would make me miserable every time I saw it. On the other hand, my appearance, although not the best, was decent enough to show up for work. And I only felt sore because of the physical effort last night, not because I had injuries. I had no excuse. Much less considerin