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clasp of her undergarment and sighed as his hand closed around her soft flesh. The firm point of her nipple beckoned his mouth.
    He kissed a path down her neck to her breast. He suckled, drawing eagerly, each lush tug making his heart pound, his blood race and his cock hard as stone.
    She moaned and ground her belly against his erection. Sweet heaven.
    She was hot, her moves inspiring him to explore. He caressed her thigh, ran his hand along her hip and his fingers beneath her underpants. He pushed his fingertips through the curly thatch of hair to the fleshy slit between her legs. She was soft and damp.
    Bless the stars, he wanted her. She was feisty and too damn brave for her own good. Ansara was definitely in the mood for feisty.
    Maybe they both needed a bit of indulgence.
    He released her breast. His cock throbbed painfully as he waited for her to open her eyes. He drew a deep breath to cool his fire, but her scent fanned the flames.
    Finally, she looked at him. “Change your mind?”
    Her scent alone was enough to drive him crazy. What was it about this Earth woman? “I must know you want this.”
    She groaned. “You have a doubt?”
    “Guardians must have verbal consent.”
    “Kinda kills the spontaneity.”
    Body humming, he grinned. “But not the desire. Tell me your desires, Kela. Let me fulfill every need.”
    “Vampires, demons, warrior angels and a man who asks for directions. Life is full of surprises.” She grinned and threaded her fingers through his hair. “I want you to fuck me with your tongue, your fingers and especially with that big, hard cock between your legs in a variety of positions and in any order of your choosing. Clear enough?”
    “Crystal clear,” he said, pulling off her underpants. Then he buried his face between her thighs and his tongue deep inside her pussy.
    She was hot, wet and lush and bucking beneath him.
    He captured her clit and sucked it until she trembled and her pussy creamed.
    “That was so damn good.”
    Ansara climbed between her legs, nudging her moist flesh with his cock. “It so happens that I’m very good at following directions.”
    Then he thrust, sliding into her tight, wet folds. Sweet heaven. If he breathed, he’d come.
    She rocked her hips, urging him to action.
    He thrust, hard and fast, liberating the sexual energy he’d restrained since their first kiss. She gripped him, squeezed him so tight Ansara nearly climaxed.
    She nipped his biceps. “God yes.”
    Moving his hips, Ansara pushed deep into her lush wetness, each stroke punctuated by Kela’s sighs of pleasure.
    He wanted to give her the fuck of her life and slowed his strokes. When he climaxed, he wanted her with him.
    She felt so good, so amazing. Her breasts were soft, her skin silky, her muscles sleek and strong, her movements natural and passionate and her pussy so fucking hot and tight, Ansara’s senses were on sensual overload.
    She clenched, grabbing at his length.
    She fucked with the same intensity, the same energy with which she fought, but in bed she wasn’t a stumbling neophyte. She knew what she wanted. In this partnership, she was his equal.
    Enjoying the sensual give and take, he nipped her shoulder and thrust hard.
    She pulled his hair and rolled her hips.
    The pressure built behind his balls to the point where it was impossible to hold back. He thrust again and exploded.
    She clenched down hard, pulling and tugging on his cock.
    Then her cry of pleasure joined his groan of satisfaction.
    After a few minutes of catching their breaths, Kela looked at him and smiled. “You take directions very well.”
    * * * * *
     
    Steaming mugs of coffee in hand, Kela joined Ansara on the bed. The hunky guardian looked great naked. She handed him a mug. “Careful, it’s hot.”
    After battling blood-sucking vampires, sharing naked time with a demon-hunting warrior felt almost normal. She needed the downtime as much as she’d needed the sex.
    “Roland is a vampire. Tell me how the demons