AzraelAzrael’s mouth found mine again, the kiss wasn’t gentle, it was a claim, a statement, teeth grazing my lower lip before his tongue swept inside and erased every thought I’d been holding.My hands found his hair, that impossible softness my fingers had been hungry, I dug in, nails scraping his scalp, and the sound he made, a rough, throaty groan that vibrated against my mouth sent a pulse straight between my thighs.Then the floor disappeared, he lifted me like I weighed nothing. One arm banded around my waist, the other splayed across my back, and suddenly the wall was against my spine again in a split second. His body caged mine, hips pinning me in place, and I could feel him, all of him hard against my stomach.“Azrael,” I breathed, but it came out hoarse, half-swallowed by his mouth.His hands didn’t stop moving around my body, down my throat, Palms skating over my collarbones, thumbs tracing the neckline of my dress. Then lower, cupping my breasts through the fabric, squee
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