Summon Toren(81)

“Toren, Toren, Toren.” Her head thrashed as she called to him, called for him. “I love you.”

The sweet tiny words shattered him in a way he didn’t understand. He fell to his knees before her and buried his mouth in her sex, sucking her clit with desperation. Her explosion came instantly and he released her body, needing to feel her hungry hands on his head as he milked her orgasm with his lips and tongue.

She loved him.

The mess that made inside his head and body was incalculable, new, and frightening. And Toren didn’t have time to worry over what it all meant. His couple was about to rock his world.



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Ezekiel felt like it was all a dream. The ones you wake up from and wished you’d never had because it left you with a hunger that could never be fed. She was that dream, real, in his hands. She’d pulled him on top of her then rolled him onto his back and now she sat on his waist, pinning his impossibly hard erection to his stomach. She reminded him of a beautiful angel in an odd way, with pure passion. There was nothing dirty about the way she moved, twirling her hips, making herself feel good on him.

Ezekiel grabbed a pillow and crammed it under his head, watching what she did. His heart threatened to beat from his chest when she raised up and positioned him at her entrance. She was going to make love to him. So perfect.

He fisted his hands in the covers, focusing his breaths so he didn’t embarrass himself and come prematurely. He wanted to let her have her fill first. Please let him last. She lowered her desire sated gaze to his, and kept it locked there as she lowered slowly onto him.

God. Ezekiel gasped and looked longingly at her hard nipples begging for his mouth then moved his attention to the full bottom lip she bit in effort to take him entirely in. Did it hurt her?

“Oh God, yes,” she gasped, closing her eyes.

Ezekiel groaned in answer and flicked his hips shoving all the way inside her. She cried out and grabbed hold of his abs. Shit, he was about to explode. He choked back his orgasm and focused his breathing again. Skylar locked her gaze on his once more and lifted up. Her lips parted in ecstasy as she slowly lowered back down, brows drawn tight over her darkened blue eyes.

Ezekiel clenched his eyes shut so as not to climax just from looking at her.

She gripped his abs tight and began moving in a slow rhythm up and down on him. “Zekiel, yes.”

Fuck. She won, there was no fighting what she was doing to him. He flicked his hips with a growl, quickly losing control. The cry she gave made him insane to hear more just like that. Then she began playing with herself. Mother of God, he needed to slow down just to watch that. He growled through the growing storm of ecstasy, willing it back a little longer as she wiggled her finger between her luscious folds. His hips had a mind of their own and continued bucking under her until she bounced on him.

“Come baby,” he gasped, grabbing hold of her waist when his own orgasm rushed forward to consume him.

She finally did. She came all over him in the sweetest cry of ecstasy he’d ever heard, shuddering deliciously on his cock. Ezekiel slammed his hands on her hips, overcome with a barbaric need to ram into her non-stop until he shot his seed deep inside her. Skylar fell forward and the new position freed him to really thrust. Five strokes more and Ezekiel roared his climax and Skylar was right there, fingers raking his scalp and gasping in his mouth, kissing up every drop of desire pouring out of him.

The air in the room suddenly reverberated with a deafening sound of tearing metal followed by blinding light.

Next to the bed, Toren’s body bowed in the air with his arms spread wide, mouth open in a scream that never reached Ezekiel’s ears. He watched as the light seemed to try and rip the angel apart before Toren brought his arms together in a thunderous clap that sent the light in reverse, a supersonic tsunami wave that slammed him and Skylar. He held her tightly to his body, unsure of what was happening but sure that whatever it was, was definitely effecting them.

The light seemed to shatter his molecules until he felt like he was floating somewhere in another dimension, no longer sure he held Skylar tight in his embrace. That fear was greater than what he felt happening inside him, the hot boiling heat seemed to seal things that shouldn’t be and opened things that should remain forever shut. Then it was gone. All of it. The angel, the light, the pain. And Skylar was in his arms, breathing as heavily as he was. Had the same thing happened to her? When he said he needed to create a warrior…did he mean he’d create it in them?



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Sam laid on the floor dumbfounded with what just happened, with what Toren had just done, was still doing. He’d pinned her to the wall and seemed to hook all her private parts to an invisible tens unit until she climaxed.