Rogue Angel [Archangel series Book 3]
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by Stephani Hecht
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance
Description: At the age of nine, Appolion's immortal future was forever chanced when his parents sided with Lucifer in the revolt against Michael and the angel warriors. Dragged against his will to Hell, with his twin sister Rachael, he spent centuries being abused and tortured until he was finally exiled to Earth. With nowhere to go and not even knowing if he is angel or demon, Appolion lives a lonely, bleak existence. All that changes when it is discovered that he possesses rare gifts that set him apart from all angels and demons. When Appolion learns that everyone believes that he is part of an elite group of archangels, the Order of Four, he scoffs at them. He's no hero; he's just a rogue angel who wants to be left alone. Unfortunately, since the only luck that Appolion has is bad luck, that's not in the cards for him. The demons want him so that the Order will never be complete, the justice angels want him contained, and another certain female angel, named Ana, wants him for her own personal reasons. Revenge. Ana has always tried to do what is right and play by the rules. All that changed when the justice angels betrayed her family. She vows to make those responsible pay and she knows that Appolion's powers can help her do that. The fact that he happens to be the hottest male that she has ever laid eyes on has nothing to do with her pursuit of him.
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2008 extasybooks.com
eBookwise Release Date: September 2008
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [249 KB]
Reading time: 164-230 min.
"Appolion, please touch me," she moaned. Shock had her heart skipping a beat.
"I am touching you."
Pleased to notice he was just as breathless, she swallowed. "You know what I mean." Ana buried her face in his chest so he wouldn't notice her blush. That seemed to be all the invitation he needed. Appolion slipped his hand under her panties and slowly stroked her. She fisted her hands in his shirt and gasped in surprise. Never did she imagine it would feel that way. He slipped a finger inside her and she choked out a sob.
"You're so tight," he murmured. "I'm not hurting you, am I? What I mean is, do you like this?"
"Yes, oh God, yes," she panted when his fingers danced over her flesh.
"Don't worry, I won't go all the way and risk marking you. I just want to play for while."
The problem was she did want him to mark her. She wanted all of him, not just glimpses of what might have been. Ana leaned up and lightly touched her lips to his throat. When he tensed for just a second, she remembered all the bite marks Cam often come home with. She had a pretty good guess about what happened to him in Hell and was going to do everything in her power to make him forget it, even if for just one night.
His hand moved faster and her hips moved in time with him. Ana knew she was acting like some wanton sex crazed fiend and didn't give a damn. An intense urgency built inside her and she knew he was the only one who could answer it. "What's happening to me?" she almost yelled.
"You're coming for the first time and I'm loving every minute of it. You may go on someday and find the right male to mark you, but you'll always remember that I'm the one that gave you your first orgasm."