Angel's Touch [PUP Squad Alpha 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Abby Blake Page B

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    “Okay, show-off,” Jed said with a laugh. “Get rid of the wings before you drop feathers all over the carpet.”
    “I don’t drop feathers,” Devlin said with an exaggerated roll of his eyes. But in the blink of an eye, his wings were gone.
    “Where do they go?” she asked, glancing around the room.
    “It’s kind of hard to explain, but essentially they exist in another dimension. I have to bring them into this dimension to be able to use them, but as you saw it doesn’t take long to have them ready.”
    “Anything else I should know about you?” she asked, feeling much calmer than she had before.
    “Let’s see,” he said, holding up his fingers and counting off the points. “Wings? Check. Capable of flying high and fast? Check. Able to hold my breath for long periods of time? Check.” He turned to Jed. “Did I forget anything?”
    “Only that you glow in the dark.”
    “You do what?” Surely Jed was pulling her leg this time. But Devlin laughed and nodded in agreement.
    “But like the wings, I can usually turn that particular skill on and off. The only time it happens involuntarily is if I’m really angry—and I mean really, really angry—or healing someone who’s been injured.”
    “Healing?” She reached up and touched the blond hair that was just starting to curl at his temples. As a SEAL he’d always kept his hair very short, but it looked like it would be curly as it grew longer. “No wonder you guys got mistaken for angels. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen paintings of angels with long blonde curls, huge feathered wings, and an inner glow.”
    “I’m sure you have,” Devlin said with a soft laugh, “but I can assure you I’m no angel.” He backed up his words by lifting her shirt over her head and dragging her bra away from her breast. “In fact, I think right now I want to be really, really bad. Want to come play with me, pretty lady?”
    She gasped as his hands slid lower, unsnapped the button on her jeans, and dragged the material to her feet. His fingers skimmed over her pussy lips, two fingers pushing up into her pussy as his thumb made little circles around her clit. She could feel her juices coating his fingers, her instant arousal no longer surprising. Devlin had always been able to turn her on with a single look. The fact that Jed moved to press up against her naked back just made everything perfect.
    “Any lube in that bag of tricks Brody sent you?” Devlin asked Jed.
    Jed pressed a kiss to her shoulder, nibbling little bites up the side of her neck before answering.
    “Lube and more. Much, much more,” he said in a voice that promised all sorts of amazing stuff was about to happen. “I’ll just get the all clear from our backup, and meet you in the bedroom.” He stepped away, opened the leather bag, and grabbed several items. “In the meantime…” He didn’t finish the sentence, just handed Devlin a bottle of lube, a butt plug still in its packaging, and a strange-looking toy that seemed to be a series of balls, each larger than the last, joined together to make a flexible-looking rod.
    Devlin grinned wickedly. “This, my sweet Lilly, is an anal probe.” Her butt clenched just at the thought of what Devlin could do with it. He laughed as he lifted her into his arms and headed toward the bedroom. “Kind of appropriate when you think about it.”
    She quirked an eyebrow in question.
    “Well, I am considered an alien, you know.”
     
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    Lilly rolled her eyes at the ridiculousness of it all, and if her asshole wasn’t clenching in excitement she might have even laughed at the pun. But all she could feel was her pussy pulsing rhythmically, and her juices dribbling onto her outer lips and thighs, as Devlin moved a pillow into the middle of the bed and placed her facedown over it.
    “Just like the first time,” he said as his hands traveled up and down her spine in a soothing, hypnotic rhythm. He moved his massage lower, stopping only to