"Shine is my favorite color."
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Heaven's breath caught in her throat as Zamiel pulled her against his body. His strong arms imprisoned her, his warmth welcomed her, his scent intoxicated her.
He leaned in, then ever so gently his lips brushed against her skin like soft feathers, causing her to shiver. She wrapped her arms around him and clung on to him as his lips teasingly moved along her jawline, his hot breath making her skin tingle.
She felt his hand slide up her back and into her soft hair. He held her gently, made her wonder what his next move would be, and she waited in anticipation.
"Do you want me to bite you?" He asked. His tone was low, an inviting whisper tempting her to say yes.
Heaven closed her eyes and opened her mouth. She could barely hear the yes that left her lips and her head fell back.
