Dark Angel Part 7
Anniel startled awake and tried to sit up, but she was wrapped in a heavy blanket—a blanket made of black feathers. She frowned and gasped when muscular arms pulled her back against a sculpted chest. Against her ass, she felt a hard cock. She couldn’t help the groan that erupted from her lips when teeth nipped the back of her neck. Without even thinking, her hips automatically tilted back in invitation. Ashriel gripped her leg and draped it over his hip, opening her. Excitement zipped through...
Fantasy & Sci-Fi