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pleasure hit Dex’s chest and neck. He shuddered as it went on and on.
The nephilim screamed until his throat was hoarse.
Finally, Madigan had nothing left to give and slumped from his
position on Dex’s lap. Careful hands grasped his shoulders and drew
him off Dex’s cock. The smell of sex and angels surrounded him.
“Get a washcloth,” Cross’s commanding voice murmured as he
drew him in between Bren and himself. Madigan licked his lips in a
daze. He closed his eyes in utter contentment. He’d never felt so
satisfied.
Bare feet hit the floor and moved away from the bed. Madigan
forced his eyes open. No. He wanted all of them with him.
“Easy, bright eyes. Michel just went to grab a washcloth to clean
you up a bit. He’ll be right back. I promise.” He relaxed at Bren’s
reassurance, snuggling to his side.
“You okay, baby?” Cross asked tenderly. A cool, wet cloth passed
over his skin. He opened his mouth to reply, but he was so tired he
just yawned.
“He’s a little euphoric right now, Cross,” Yuri provided, echoing
Madigan with a louder yawn. “Let him sleep.”
“Is there enough room for everyone?” Michel wondered. Madigan
reached out blindly and was rewarded with Michel’s soft grip on his
hand. “I think he wants us all to stay.” Madigan wanted to agree. He
really did. He was just so bloody sleepy. He yawned again.
“Then we will stay,” Dex said. His voice allowed no room for
argument. Madigan sighed happily, settled into the combined embrace
of his guardians, and slid into dreamland.
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Chapter Fourteen
“Cross!” The shout startled Cross out of a dead sleep. He jumped,
rolling to his feet off the bed and drawing his sword of light in one
fell move. He would defend Madigan to the death if necessary. Divine
light surrounded him, and he was suddenly no longer in the bedroom
that they’d shared but in a whitewashed room devoid of anything but
curling, white fog that swirled about his ankles. He was in the In
Between, the place between worlds, between heaven and Earth. Only
one being would’ve summoned him here.
He went to his knees, his sword dissolving. “My lord Raphael.”
The breeze of huge wings kicked up a breeze and ruffled his hair.
“I sent you to watch him, not seduce him!” The piercing shout
made Cross wince.
“You wanted him safe, my lord. We’ve made him safe.”
“You married him without even consulting me.” Raphael’s
disappointed tone made Cross’s chest ache. He was intimately
connected to his Archangel. Raphael was almost like a father to him.
“I had hoped you two would find love and affection with one another
but not like this.” The Archangel sighed and raked a hand through his
long, red hair. “Never like this.”
“You gave the instructions to all of us to protect him no matter
what,” Cross argued. “We made the ultimate decision to join with
him.”
Eyes the exact shade of Madigan’s bore into him, making him
shift uncomfortably. “You are now bound in a way that is irrevocable.
You can’t return to the heavens, and he cannot die.” He sighed. “You
will have to protect him with the others for the rest of eternity.”
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Jana Downs
The idea did not upset Cross nearly as much as it should have.
While he was still unsure of how it was going to work between
himself and the others, he knew that he could very easily fall in love
with Madigan Parker. He’d try very hard not to kill Bren in the future.
It would make the smaller man sad if he did.
Raphael crossed his arms over his chest, and his light increased
tenfold. Cross was blinded by it. “You don’t even care about that, do
you?”
“No, my lord. I don’t care about that. I do care for your son.”
“It’s too soon.”
“How long would you have us wait? A year? Ten years? A
hundred years?” Cross wondered. “I respect you, my lord Raphael. I
have served you faithfully since before the Fall. I find myself
uncaring of the dedication that I have to give to Madigan. He needs
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