"Then I will find you that planet so it doesn't matter anymore," Raphael touched her cheek. "Mikhail was right. Our species was not meant to live this way. The only woman I can ever bear touching again is you."
"Then make love to me," Jophiel's eyes brimmed with tears. "Make love to me and we shall see if the goddess approves of this union by gifting us with another child."
Responding with the hunger of passion too long denied, he fumbled with her buttons and slid her blue suit jacket off her shoulders to plant a tender kiss. Jophiel gasped as he nipped her pale flesh, slipping the garment off from around her wings and moving to conquer her camisole.
Jophiel answered his hunger with her own, repressed appetite, tugging at his shirt until she finally just tore off the buttons. Her scent
