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Guild Hunter 02 - Angels' Flight

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her arch, cry out into his kiss. Taking that cry as his due, he tore away the lace to stroke her to quivering readiness even as he pulled her hand off him. “Enough.” A ragged word against her lips, heavy hair- roughened thighs nudging her own apart.
     
    She wrapped her legs around his hips as he flexed forward and claimed her with a single primal move. Spine bowing, she clung to him, her nails digging into the sweat-slick muscle of his back. When she felt his mouth settle on the pulse in her neck, it made a tremor shake her frame, the spot unbearably sensitive.
Yes.
She fisted one hand in his hair, held him to her. “Now, Noel.”
     
    His lips curved against her skin. “Yes, my lady Nimra.”
     
    A piercing pleasure radiated out from the point where he drank from her, while his body, his hands, shoved her ever closer to the precipice. Then the two streams of pleasure collided and Nimra flew apart… to come to in the arms of a man who looked at her with a furious tenderness that threatened to make her believe in an eternity that did not have to be drenched in loneliness.
     
    T hree days later, she found herself frowning at Asirani. “And there have been no other problems?” While she could believe her fellow angels wouldn’t have paid heed to the passing of a mortal, the vampires in the region had long dealt with Fen, understood the role he’d played. It defied belief that they hadn’t attempted anything while she’d been wracked by grief.
    Asirani avoided her eyes. “You couldn’t quite say that.”
     
    Nimra waited.
     
    And waited.
     
    “Asirani.”
     
    A put- upon sigh. “You’re talking to the wrong vampire.”
     
    Rather than chasing down the right one, Nimra decided to do her own probing. What she discovered was that “someone” had negotiated Fen’s passing with such skill that any ripples had been few and handled in a matter of hours. As far as the outside world was concerned, Fen’s decades of service had been forgotten as soon as he was gone, his death a mere inconvenience rather than a splintering pain that had ripped apart her chest, filled her eyes.
     
    Later that day, she discovered that her reputation as an angel not to be crossed had in fact
grown
in the time she’dspent mourning her friend. “Why do I have a letter of apology from the leader of the vampires in New Orleans?” she asked Christian. “He seems to believe I’m an inch away from executing his entire kiss in a very nasty way.”
     
    “His vampires misbehaved,” was the response. “It was taken care of.” His face, acetic and closed, told her that was all she’d get.
     
    Intrigued at both the defiance and the realization that Noel and Christian appeared to have reached some kind of an understanding, she finally cornered the man responsible for a political game that had, from all indications, been played with none of Fen’s subtlety— and yet garnered excellent results. “How,” she said to Noel when she discovered him in the wild southern gardens, “did you acquire the title of my enforcer?”
     
    He jumped up from his kneeling position with a distinctly guilty— and young— look on his face. “It sounded good.”
     
    When she tried to look around him, and to whatever it was that he was hiding under the shade of a bush laden with tiny blossoms of pink and white, he shifted to block her view. Scowling, she tapped the letter of apology against her legs. “What did you do in New Orleans?”
     
    “The vampires didn’t learn their lesson the first time.” Cool eyes. “I had to get creative.”
     
    “Explain.”
     
    “Heard of the word ‘delegation’?” An unflinching stare.
     
    Her lips curved, the ruler in her recognizing strength of a kind that was rare… and that any woman would want by her side. “How are my stocks doing?”
     
    “Ask Christian. He has a computer for a brain— and I had to give him something to do.”
     
    Unexpected, that he’d shared power after taking it with such speed and wthout bloodshed. “Is there anything I need to know?”
     
    “Nazarach’s hounds were nosing around about a week ago, but seems like they had to return home.” A shrug as if he’d had nothing to do with it.
     
    “I see.” And what she saw was a wonder. This strong male, who was very much a leader, had put himself in her service.Unlike Fen, Noel had intimate access to her, and yet even when she’d been at her most vulnerable, there had been no sly whispers in the sinuous

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