Carrick held the angel tight as he moved deeper and faster within him. He cried out in his native tongue, , matching the angel's every move, angling his hips upwards to give Samandriel the perfect access to his body.
His breath was ripped from him in an almighty gasp as his climax took possession of him, and for a moment he almost fainted.
Carrick's body bucked against the angel, his release spilling between them at the exact moment that Samandriel's own orgasm overtook him. He was trembling by the time Samadnriel whispered to him. He turned his head to the side to feel the softness of the wings against his face, his eyes stinging and his dead heart breaking open for all the centuries of memories he had lost.
"I'm sorry," he finally said, his voice shaking a little. "I haven't been kind to you. I should have been different.. things could have been so much better between us..."