Wow! I had a great time with my daughter. It had been almost a year since we'd seen each other so we packed our two weeks with all kinds of fun. I hated to see her go, but she's happy and healthy, so I'm content.
I hope you've enjoyed the last few installments of our FREE READ. I'll make them a bit longer from now on as requested. It just gets more intense from here on out. *grin*
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
Follow Your Dreams
She swore she could hear angels singing. Or maybe it was everything feminine in her singing the Hallelujah Chorus. She wasn’t sure, and she didn’t really care. Eran’s kiss was the most perfect, delicious thing she’d ever tasted. And she didn’t want him to stop. For the first time in her life, she was experiencing true passion, and she wanted to hold on and never, ever let go.
The mouse jumped off his shoulder with a perturbed squeak as Eran’s arms moved to encircle her, pulling her even closer. Her breasts pressed against his hard chest, and they both shivered at the feel of their bodies touching. Amaris moaned as his tongue swept in to tease and taste. She melted beneath the onslaught. Her hands crept up to grab his shoulders, her nails making half-moons in his golden skin as she held on for dear life.
Eran’s callused hand smoothed down her back, following the curves of her body until he was cupping her rear. He brought her closer so she could feel the heat of his need, and instinctively she moved so she could cradle his erection between her thighs. Desire shot through her, so strong she was almost frightened. Never before had she felt this way about anyone. All she could do was respond to his passion, feeling the heat race through her at his every touch…his every shudder.
She gasped as he slid his fingers under the waistband of her panties, shivering in delicious pleasure as he stroked down between her two firm cheeks. She wriggled and moaned again, feeling the sudden moisture between her thighs that signaled her need.
His cock pulsed lightly and her breasts tingled at the feel of him. Answering his kiss with one of her own, she held him tighter, even as her hand moved down his body to caress the hard length that throbbed against her. It made her ache in ways she didn’t even comprehend.
He muttered something in a musical sounding language she didn’t understand, but before she could do anything else, she was pushed away from him as he jumped to his feet. The gorgeous wings disappeared, folding into his back as if they never were. She sat, wide-eyed, with her fingers pressed to her mouth as he sprang from the bed and paced away from her. She had to clear her throat twice before she could speak.
His whole body flinched at her voice. She watched as he took a deep breath, obviously trying to control himself. He clenched his fists before turning back to her. “I am sorry. That…that shouldn’t have happened.”
Amaris shivered at the rough tone. Desire curled in her just looking at him, but she fought it. Searching Eran’s face, she knew instantly he regretted what just happened. Her heart fell and her lips trembled as she blinked back tears. She folded her hands in her lap, silently calming herself before meeting his gaze. “Why?”
Golden eyes narrowed as he glared at her. “I am a Watcher…your protector. I shouldn’t think about you in any other way. It was wrong. I…apologize.”
“Are you saying angels aren’t allowed to feel passion? To want someone? To love? That sounds pretty sad to me.”
Eran’s jaw clenched. “This is not a conversation we should be having. I am to guide and instruct you. That is all.”
Drawing her knees up, Amaris wrapped her arms around them as she stared at the furious angel. She was surprised at how much his words hurt her. “You…you said you’d answer my questions. Since I happen to think love and passion are important, I’d like to start there. S-So instruct me. Explain what j-just happened.”
Caught by his own words, Eran could only sigh. What he needed was to get away from Amaris and the temptations she presented. She made him feel things he’d never felt before. Things he wasn’t sure he wanted or was supposed to feel. He was aroused, confused and angry that she could make him suffer this way.
He desperately wanted to make love to her, but he knew what he was…what he was supposed to be. Duty had to come first. Fighting for control, hoping she couldn’t see the uncomfortable bulge in his pants, he sat gingerly back down on the end of the bed. “Ask your questions.”
“Tell me why you pulled away like that. I know we just met, but there is something between us—attraction—something. You can’t say there isn’t.”
Eran nodded, accepting her claim. “Yes, there is. Angels can feel emotions—passion and love among them. After all, that is how Nephilim come into being. Your father felt passion toward a human female—”
“My mother,” Amaris interrupted hotly.
“Ummm…yes. I’m sorry…your mother. And, as sometimes happens, that passion bore fruit and you were conceived.”
“So, if it’s okay, why do you turn away from it?”
Eran felt warmth touch his cheeks. “Are you always this blunt?”
Amaris smiled a little. “I guess I am. You better get used to it.”
“Wonderful.” His grumble made her smile wider, and he couldn’t help his lips curving as well. “I am a Watcher. Passion and love, while not forbidden to me, aren’t something I have time for. I am to teach you how to be Nephilim, not to warm your bed.”
I guess even male angels have a difficult time communicating what they're feeling. Yet I think that somehow Amaris will get behind Eran's shields in a big way. What do you think? Stay tuned to find out what happens.
See ya next Sunday!
See ya next Sunday!
Follow Your Dreams