CHAPTER NINECharouth’s hands clenched at her sides, fisting the blanket in anticipation of sweet release. What was he waiting for? His mouth teased her such delectable torture. The kind that she wanted to go on forever and yet end at the same time. One more flick of his tongue would bring total bliss. She opened her eyes. What the hell? Her body thrummed with sensation from Azazel’s touch. His kiss still hot on the most intimate parts on her body. Whispers of Azazel’s earthy sent filled her senses. Her breath caught in her throat. Wait. Where the hell was she?
She automatically recognized it as a human dwelling. Walls lined with shelves bursting with leather bound books. Modern slow jazz floated out from a nearby stereo. Naked, she sprawled on a decorative rug, the wild, tangled mess of h
