Split open, Zeke tried to bury his face in the angel’s throat and exist for the moment, but Haziel captured his mouth again. The rumble of breath Haziel passed to him, a groan of satisfaction, tasted sweeter than anything he’d had yet. It was the perfect accompaniment to the sharp electric feel of the angel inside him. The exact match to every brush over his sweet spot in the building wave, to the friction of his c**k trapped between their skin.
Haziel gasped and broke their kiss when Zeke tightened around the base of his c**k. He couldn’t help it. Zeke wanted to keep him there forever if he was able. The green eyes of his companion lit up by the inner grace of his being as he gazed down at Zeke.
The adoration was too much. Still, Haziel seemed to read his mind and cupped his cheek in on
