Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 1

hurt, either. Raziel lost himself in the sensations, in the taste, the feel, the scent of Cole. When slick fingers found their way to the entrance of his body, he couldn't help but tense and grip Cole tightly with his hands and thighs until Cole pulled back with a panted, "You've never...?"
    "Never!" Raziel gasped.
    A slow smile curved Cole's lips. "Good to know now." He peppered soft kisses along Raziel's lips, cheeks, and throat. "We'll go slowly, hmm?"
    Raziel moaned as Cole's fingers began to circle that sensitive flesh between his cheeks, pressing inward gently, but insistently. His heart thudded in his ears, and he was soon returning each kiss Cole gave him, his fingers tangling in Cole's hair. When that first finger slid inside him, Raziel tensed, whimpered. "Cole..."
    "It's all right," Cole groaned. "I won't hurt you."
    "I know." Raziel knew, deep in his angelic soul, that Cole would never bring him harm. But, he remembered the first time Cole pushed his sex into Daniel's body, and discomfort seemed to be the price one paid for the pleasure promised. "I trust you."
    Cole smiled against Raziel's lips. "Why is it that I believe you so easily?"
    Raziel chirped, his wings shifting against the bedding. "Because you know I've been here your whole life. I know you. I know all of you, good and bad, and I still love you."
    "Why couldn't Daniel say that?" Cole whispered.
    Heartbreak filled Raziel, and he cupped Cole's cheek. "I'm sorry you hurt," he murmured, and he wanted to ask if Daniel would forever be between them, even when they made love. Perhaps the pain was in his eyes because Cole kissed him then, deep and passionate, and that finger within him began to move once more.
    The pain in his soul seemed to lessen with each strong thump of his heart as it began racing again. The newness of Cole's finger inside him banished any worries or misgivings from his mind. All Raziel could think of was the passion he could feel in each of Cole's movements. The strange discomfort began to morph into a deeper pleasure, and the sensation of fullness as Cole added a second finger was so intimate that he couldn't help but arch and cry out.
    He didn't understand the need to move with Cole, the intense need for more , but Cole seemed to read his heart in an instant. Cole left him breathless with kisses, and he couldn't make heads or tails of Cole's shifting until he caught sight of the knowing glint in Cole's eyes and felt the slick bluntness of Cole's sex prodding where the fingers had just left him. "Please," he panted up against Cole's lips, desperate for things he had seen but never felt.
    "Shh," Cole soothed, brushing Raziel's hair from his eyes. "Nice and slow, I promise."
    It was the moment Raziel had waited for. The moment he had allowed himself in his deepest, most secret fantasies. Cole's hand skated down his body, steadied him, and he stared into Cole's dark eyes as he felt Cole shift forward. His body stretched, opened, and he didn't fault Cole for the pain as they finally joined. His wings trembled, and Cole's lips found his again. A fluttering sound of discomfort escaped him, but it was answered with the most beautiful moan he had ever heard from Cole. There was pleasure, affection, and need in that one sound, and Raziel knew he would replay it over and over in his mind for eternity. That single sound comforted him in a way nothing else could have, and he felt his body relax, accept Cole deeper until he was filled completely.
    It was a singular sensation. Cole was inside him. Filling him. Raziel let loose a breath, the softest of twittering, and Cole smiled against his lips. That smile. Tender and sweet. He remembered those smiles. He'd not seen them in so long, and to be the source of this smile now... oh, he couldn't think of a better gift. His fingers smoothed down Cole's back, and the muscles shifted under his fingertips as Cole withdrew a little and pressed back inside. Raziel's breath caught, his own cock straining between them. His wings wanted to flare out, but their combined weight kept his wings close to the mattress.
    There were no words, and none were needed. He could see everything he needed to in Cole's eyes. Between kisses, the sharing of breath, Cole would stare down at him, and Raziel knew Cole knew how great a thing he gave now. His love for Cole welled inside him, hot and potent, and it was as if every long, slick thrust of Cole's sex did nothing but fan that heat. Burning inside and out, Raziel