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 Madigan had been seconds slower, they would’ve killed him before they could’ve reached him.
    The group landed with a soft thud in the front yard beside him.  His eyes flicked over them. Bren had his signature I-don’t-give-a-care expression on his face, his arms crossed across his muscular chest.  Michel and Madigan were still tangled. Madigan’s long, lean legs were wrapped snugly around Michel’s hips, just above the very prominent erection Michael’s angel was sporting.   The lucky bastard .
    “Come along. We need to get out of the air,” Cross murmured, waving toward the front steps. The lights were already on in the house as if Madigan’s mother was waiting for their arrival. He wondered if his Lord Raphael had contacted the human. Michel’s grip didn’t loosen. That annoyed him for some reason. The urge to protect him apparently didn’t just extend to those angels desiring to kill Madigan but those desiring to mate with him as well. It was grossly inappropriate for any of his guardians to want him in that manner…wasn’t it?
    It was then he caught the slight tremor in Madigan’s limbs. Cross frowned. Was he afraid? “We’ll take care of you, Madigan. Be reassured that our powers will protect you no matter the situation.”

    Angel Bound                            33

    Madigan finally lifted his head from the crook of Michel’s neck.  He gave a shaky smile. “I’m not worried about that. Just cold.” He put his head back into its newfound niche. Cross glanced up. It was a little chilly for a human. Angels ran a little hotter than their mortal counterparts. The damp air probably wasn’t helping. He cursed softly.  He should’ve thought of that.
    “Way to go, oh great leader,” Bren sneered, climbing the steps ahead of them. “You’ve nearly frozen our charge to death, and it’s only day one.”
    “There wasn’t exactly time—”
    “Time to grab a blanket? A jacket? Are you sure there wasn’t time, or did you just forget?” Bren interrupted. Cross gritted his teeth at the insolent tone. Lucifer’s angel threw a wicked grin over his shoulder. He was messing with him again.
    The front door swung open without preamble, and all the angels tensed. A small, petite woman all but threw herself out the door and onto the slick porch. She skidded on the damp stone and tackled Bren on the third step. They both fell backward into the yard. Bren seemed completely stunned as he landed on his back with the small woman on top of him.
    “I’m so sorry!” the woman squeaked, scrambling to get off of him without rolling all over his wings which were bent behind him at odd angles. She floundered for a few moments, constantly apologizing as she did. Michel blatantly laughed at Bren’s thunderous expression.  Even Dex cracked a smile at the picture.
    “Get off me, you clumsy mortal!” Bren snarled. He used his wings to push himself and the human into a seated position and then used his arms to set her off of him. He rolled to his feet with an indignant expression plastered on his face.
    “I’m so sorry!” the woman said again. She had to be Madigan’s mother, even if they looked nothing alike. Her eyes slid across all of them until they lit on Michel. “Madi!” she squealed, scrambling toward him.

    34                            Jana Downs

    Madigan pushed on Michel’s shoulders, and the angel eased his grip on the human so that he could slide to his feet. He had the good sense to blush lightly as Madigan slid down and encountered the hard length of Michel’s interest. Cross crossed his arms over his chest and glared openly. He caught Michel’s eye, and Michael’s angel took a hasty step back. It was going to be a real challenge making sure that the other angels kept their hands off.
    Madigan’s appeal was undeniable. The smell alone was enough to make them all painfully aroused. Maturing nephilim emitted a pheromone that drew angels