He lifts her and she moans against his mouth, fingers delving into that dark, thick hair of his, nails lightly grazing his scalp. His hands curve around her hips to her ass and she shifts higher, wanting more of this amazing creature next to her skin. Under her skin, in her bloodstream. In her head and in her heart.

She breaks the kiss long enough to murmur, "Bed."

Today she doesn't need wings. She just needs him.