Dark Angel Part 13
The mood had definitely been broken. She felt sleepy when they re-entered the empty cabin. Ashriel held her close and kissed her languorously. “You look tired,” he said, his deep voice giving her chills. She smiled and murmured, “It’s been quite a day, sweetie.” With one hand, he pulled the comforter from her body and then gestured for her to climb on the huge bed. She watched him climb in after her, his naked body moving with masculine grace, typical for Seraphs. He was poetry in motion...
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