Angel Fury (Immortal Legacy #2) - Ella Summers Page 0,58
did it to protect me, even when I wouldn’t believe you about my father’s schemes. And you did it knowing I might never forgive you. That isn’t selfish. It’s selfless.” I set my hands on his cheeks and lifted his gaze to mine. “Damiel, what did you feel when I kissed you earlier?”
“Hope that you might feel the same way about me as I do for you.
“And dread that you were playing me, that you knew what I’d done and were punishing me for it.
“Despair that you might never care for me as I do for you.
“And bliss, as I forgot it all, everything I was thinking, and just kissed you. As I felt you sinking into the kiss, it was so easy to not worry that it might not be real. I didn’t care. I just wanted to keep kissing you. To hold you. To pretend that you were really mine.”
My eyes stung with the tears I was trying desperately to hold back. “You fool, Damiel Dragonsire, of course I’m yours. From the day we met and every moment since then.”
He kissed the top of my hand. “If this is how I am to die, then I can wish for no greater end than to be with you.”
A tear splattered my cheek. “Stop it. You’re making me weep like a little girl. You should have been a dramatic actor. Or a poet.”
“Cadence, my love.” His voice was serious, even reverent. “Is there anyone else I should know about?”
“Anyone else?”
“Any lovers that stand in my way. I don’t share well with others.”
“Oh, really?” I chuckled. “I’d never have guessed.”
“This is no laughing matter. The Legion decides whom its angels will marry, but they place no restrictions on how many lovers an angel may take. I need to know about any and all of your lovers.”
Angels were nothing if not blunt.
“There are no lovers,” I told him. “One of you drama kings is quite a lot more than I can handle, thank you.”
“And the lovers who came before me?”
“Why?” I laughed. “Are you going to hunt them down and kill them?”
His face was impassive. “That depends.”
“Oh, gods. You’re serious.”
“Of course I’m serious. After all, I did promise to answer your questions fully and truthfully.”
“And I promised to answer truthfully as well. So here goes.” I drew in a deep breath. “You know who my father is. You know he controlled my life, every second. Every friend. No one ever got close to me that he didn’t allow. As soon as a man kissed me, he mysteriously vanished. I should have realized what was going on.” I sighed. “But to make a very long story short, there haven’t been any lovers. I have never been intimate with anyone.” I timidly met his eyes. “You must think that pretty stupid for an angel.”
“No,” he said solemnly, his hand stroking down my face. “If I did, then I would have to find myself ‘pretty stupid’ as well.”
I gaped at him, not sure I’d heard him correctly. “Wait, so you’ve never…”
His dark, decadent smile was in complete contradiction to the confession he’d just made. “Don’t look so surprised, love. You know I trust basically no one. Did you think I would make an exception for trusting someone with my body?”
“But you’re so…” I moved my hands to indicate his sexy physique. “And you’re so confident.”
One eyebrow slanted upward. “You need to have sex in order to be confident?”
I laughed. I couldn’t help it. This was the biggest surprise of all that Colonel Damiel Dragonsire—Master Interrogator for the Legion of Angels, insanely powerful and universally-feared, the boldest, sharpest, sexiest, most seductive angel I’d ever met—was a virgin. Never in a million years would I have guessed that.
“The way you kiss,” I told him. “It’s…”
“Pleasing to you?” His voice was a slow and silky caress.
“Yes.” I blushed. “You obviously know what you’re doing.”
“I’ve kissed plenty of women. I am quite familiar with the female body.”
His hand stroked across my jaw.
“Its weaknesses.”
He traced his finger down my neck.
“Its features.”
Both hands plunged over my shoulders and slid down my arms.
“Its soft, tender spots.”
His touch teased the outer boundaries of my breasts. I gasped.
“Its needs.”
His eyes boldly followed wherever his hands went.
“And how to satisfy those needs.”
His fingers kissed my ribs and crested my hips.
“But I never dared give in to my own desires.” His gaze ensnared mine. “I never trusted anyone enough to surrender myself to her.”
I lifted my hands to his face, stroking his jaw. There was a