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When Clark’s orgasm came, it took him completely by surprise. It
washed over him with the gentleness of a spring breeze and the
intensity of a supernova. It might have seemed paradoxical, but right then and there, it was just perfect.
Lost in the moment, Clark thrust one last time inside Angel, then
lowered his body over his mate’s and sank his fangs into Angel’s
throat. Another wave of ecstasy shook him as he pumped his mate full of his seed. At the same time, his connection with his love flooded
with pleasure, and wet heat splashed on his belly as Angel found his peak as well.
For a few instants, the world disappeared, and the only thing that
remained was the two of them, together, sharing the nirvana they
could only find in each other’s bodies. Their bond shone with the
energy of their combined orgasms, and Clark held onto it and onto
Angel. It was only his intrinsic concern for Angel that allowed him to release his hold on his mate’s neck and lick the wound clean. After all, he didn’t want to injure his sweet angel.
When the tremors of their joint climaxes subsided, Clark slipped
out of Angel’s body and smiled at his mate. Angel smiled back.
“Everything’s fine,” the antelope said.
Clark nodded. “We’re probably just jumping at shadows.” When
he had him in his arms, all his earlier doubts seemed foolish and
without a rational basis.
He briefly left the bed and retrieved a wet washcloth. As he
cleaned Angel up, his mate finally replied, “We’re being silly. There’s probably an explanation for everything.”
Clark dropped the washcloth on the floor and cuddled next to his
mate. “Agreed. Now, get some rest, Angel. We’ll check on the rest
later.”
* * * *
The Gazelle Who Caught a Lion
83
The sound of a key rattling in a nearby door woke Angel from his
slumber. He opened his eyes, wondering why such a noise would
startle him. In a dorm, it wasn’t unusual for fellow students to burst into their respective rooms at ungodly hours.
But gazelles had a specific sense for danger, and that sense alerted Angel that something wasn’t right. He stole a look at the clock on the wall and realized just an hour or so had passed since he’d last spoken with his friends. If they’d gone to town like originally planned, they wouldn’t have had enough time to stay for drinks and come back.
Without further hesitation, Angel slipped out of the bed and pulled
his pants on. Clark cracked his eyes open just as Angel headed toward the door. “What are you doing?” the lion asked through their bond.
“Just checking to see what’s going on. Someone’s in the other
room.”
“It could be one of the guys,” Clark replied.
A bump sounded from the adjoining chamber, and Angel arched a
brow. “All right, all right,” Clark said. “But you stay here. I’ll check.”
Angel opened his mouth to protest, but Clark didn’t give him the
chance. Moving fast, the lion pulled his pants on and stealthily headed out the door. Angel hated just sitting around and waiting while his
mate could be in jeopardy, so he peeked out into the hallway.
He was just in time to see Clark run straight into Alexis. The
incubus was just coming out of the room he shared with Morgan.
He’d obviously been the source of the noise Angel heard. Angel
frowned. How strange. He’d never felt in danger around Alexis
before.
“Hi,” Clark greeted the incubus. “What are you doing here? I
thought you were out with the others.”
“I came back,” Alexis replied dismissively. “I forgot something.”
“Forgot something?” Clark repeated. “What?”
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Alexis didn’t reply. Instead, his eyes went over Clark’s shoulder to Angel. “Oh, I see how things are now. No wonder you chose privacy
over going into town.”
Angel felt his face flame. Neither he nor Clark had given much
thought to their appearance. Since very little time had passed, Angel probably still
When Clark’s orgasm came, it took him completely by surprise. It
washed over him with the gentleness of a spring breeze and the
intensity of a supernova. It might have seemed paradoxical, but right then and there, it was just perfect.
Lost in the moment, Clark thrust one last time inside Angel, then
lowered his body over his mate’s and sank his fangs into Angel’s
throat. Another wave of ecstasy shook him as he pumped his mate full of his seed. At the same time, his connection with his love flooded
with pleasure, and wet heat splashed on his belly as Angel found his peak as well.
For a few instants, the world disappeared, and the only thing that
remained was the two of them, together, sharing the nirvana they
could only find in each other’s bodies. Their bond shone with the
energy of their combined orgasms, and Clark held onto it and onto
Angel. It was only his intrinsic concern for Angel that allowed him to release his hold on his mate’s neck and lick the wound clean. After all, he didn’t want to injure his sweet angel.
When the tremors of their joint climaxes subsided, Clark slipped
out of Angel’s body and smiled at his mate. Angel smiled back.
“Everything’s fine,” the antelope said.
Clark nodded. “We’re probably just jumping at shadows.” When
he had him in his arms, all his earlier doubts seemed foolish and
without a rational basis.
He briefly left the bed and retrieved a wet washcloth. As he
cleaned Angel up, his mate finally replied, “We’re being silly. There’s probably an explanation for everything.”
Clark dropped the washcloth on the floor and cuddled next to his
mate. “Agreed. Now, get some rest, Angel. We’ll check on the rest
later.”
* * * *
The Gazelle Who Caught a Lion
83
The sound of a key rattling in a nearby door woke Angel from his
slumber. He opened his eyes, wondering why such a noise would
startle him. In a dorm, it wasn’t unusual for fellow students to burst into their respective rooms at ungodly hours.
But gazelles had a specific sense for danger, and that sense alerted Angel that something wasn’t right. He stole a look at the clock on the wall and realized just an hour or so had passed since he’d last spoken with his friends. If they’d gone to town like originally planned, they wouldn’t have had enough time to stay for drinks and come back.
Without further hesitation, Angel slipped out of the bed and pulled
his pants on. Clark cracked his eyes open just as Angel headed toward the door. “What are you doing?” the lion asked through their bond.
“Just checking to see what’s going on. Someone’s in the other
room.”
“It could be one of the guys,” Clark replied.
A bump sounded from the adjoining chamber, and Angel arched a
brow. “All right, all right,” Clark said. “But you stay here. I’ll check.”
Angel opened his mouth to protest, but Clark didn’t give him the
chance. Moving fast, the lion pulled his pants on and stealthily headed out the door. Angel hated just sitting around and waiting while his
mate could be in jeopardy, so he peeked out into the hallway.
He was just in time to see Clark run straight into Alexis. The
incubus was just coming out of the room he shared with Morgan.
He’d obviously been the source of the noise Angel heard. Angel
frowned. How strange. He’d never felt in danger around Alexis
before.
“Hi,” Clark greeted the incubus. “What are you doing here? I
thought you were out with the others.”
“I came back,” Alexis replied dismissively. “I forgot something.”
“Forgot something?” Clark repeated. “What?”
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Alexis didn’t reply. Instead, his eyes went over Clark’s shoulder to Angel. “Oh, I see how things are now. No wonder you chose privacy
over going into town.”
Angel felt his face flame. Neither he nor Clark had given much
thought to their appearance. Since very little time had passed, Angel probably still
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