Angel Breaker – Dark Romance (Angel Prison #1) Read Online Loki Renard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Angel Prison Series by Loki Renard
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 40901 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 205(@200wpm)___ 164(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
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“I know you miss Deimos,” she says. “But obviously when the devil abandoned you, he took the flying horse with him.”

“I know.”

“But. Come with me.”

I follow her back downstairs, smiling to myself at the effort she has put forth in making me comfortable. Katie is a prickly angel, but she has moments of great kindness. Giving my spurs back was very thoughtful, and nicer than I deserved.

“Right on time,” she says, throwing the front door open with blonde drama.

Standing outside the facility, in the driveway, like a car might, is a horse. A tall, dark horse. A fine beast.

“He’s not Deimos,” she says. “He’s an Arabian Warmblood, and his name is Pickles. I bought him for twenty dollars, because he has an unpleasant habit of, well, let’s not prejudice you against him before you begin. Suffice to say, Deimos isn’t the only flesh-eating horse in the world.”

I stare, a broad smile appearing on my face. That is a very fine animal, but horse aside, I can’t help but be impressed with how sweet this is.

“You bought me a pony to cheer me up.”

“Yes,” she says. She turns to the handler holding the animal. “Put him in the stable, we will come see him soon.”

“You built a stable? I didn’t know you rode.”

Katie’s eyes sparkle. “I don’t.”

It’s for me. All of this, in some way, is for me. I have become part of her creation, part of her design. She has no intention of letting me go. And fortunately for her, I have no intention of letting her go either.

“Let me cheer you up now.” I put my hand lightly on her throat and guide her down to her knees. To my surprise and pleasure, she sinks to the ground with willing elegance I could not predict but am glad to see. If the groom sees us here, he has the sense to keep walking away. This is a private public moment. This is where we discover what we are willing to be for one another once we have forgiven each other.

“I’ll ask you again, Katie,” I say, shifting my grip to her hair. “Marry me.”

She looks up at me with those pretty, always laughing eyes. “That’s not a question.”

“No,” I agree. “It’s not.”

I hold my angel where she wants to be. Katie did not save me just to punish me. Of course she enjoyed getting back at me, what brat does not? She kept me because I am the one man she has ever been able to tolerate as her dominant, the one who makes her melt.

“Tell me, Katie. How hard has it been to stay away? To walk past my cell, to know that you could come in and be fucked the way you deserve to be fucked, thrashed the way you deserve to be thrashed and yet walk by because you had to prove your little point?”

A light blush appears on her cheeks, then a light giggle escapes her lips.

“So hard,” she admits.

“Of course,” I purr. “You know where you belong, gods and devils aside, you know who your flesh yearns for. You know who knows you better than anybody. That has not changed. That will never change.”

There is a moment in which the breeze playing through the trees that surround Katie’s little mansion of dreams allows a shaft of sunlight to pierce through, bathing us both in its warm glow. I pull her up a little, bringing her face closer to my crotch as I look down at her with all the devilish intention a man can have for a woman he loves.

“What will it be, my angel? Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” she breathes. “I will.”

EPILOGUE

Clouds stream by us, my wings beating as Starlight rides me from behind, his muscular body between them, his cock stroking between my thighs. We tumble now and then as he thrusts deep inside me, and I lose focus and coordination.

“Be careful!” I cry out.

Of course, he immediately chooses to be anything but careful.

He pinches my clit lightly and I feel pleasure arcing through my entire body. It makes my toes tingle and curl, as well as the tips of my wings, which immediately sends us into a spin.

“FUCK!”

That is the sound of Starlight becoming an impromptu bareback skydiver. I look down and see his naked ass falling toward the ground below. He’s not worried at all. There’s a big dumb grin on his handsome face and his cock remains rock hard in spite of the fact he is falling to his death. I am forced to narrow my wings and go into a dive to catch him again.

“We have got to be more careful,” he pants, grinning as we embrace, my wings beating hard to overcome his downward momentum.

“I’m still getting my sky sex bearings,” I remind him. Sometimes I get distracted and when I start to come, well, let’s just say it is hard to fuck and fly at the same time. It’d be illegal if they made legislation for angels, but thankfully they don’t.



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