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Dangerous	By : addielogan Category: Angel the Series > Het - Male/Female Views: 3801 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Connor was on Anne as soon as they were alone in their room
again, wasting no time in pinning her against the wall, kissing her wildly as
he did. Anne gasped and held on to Connor for support as he growled against
her.

He seemed different to her now than he had been the other
times, his touch decidedly rougher. Aside from his wariness with Angel, Connor
had been rather calm during their trip outside the room, but that seemed to
have changed now. He tugged on Anne's jeans, snarling in frustration when they
refused to come down. Anne pushed him away, kicked off her shoes, and unfastened
her jeans before Connor was on her with renewed fervor. He pulled her jeans
down the rest of the way and threw them too the floor.

It was only moments before Connor had removed his own
clothes and was pushing Anne back against the wall. She wrapped her legs around
Connor's hips and held on to his arms tightly, knowing this was going to be
anything but slow and gentle.

She was right. Connor drove into her hard and Anne gasped,
her grip on him growing tighter. Her head hit the wall steadily in time with
Connor's thrusts, but Anne soon wasn't even noticing as her mind hazed over.
She moaned and her back arched, pressing her body further into Connor's.

Anne's hair
slipped from her shoulders to expose her pale neck, her jugular pulsing. Connor
snarled, his head dipping and his teeth taking hold of her flesh, his bite one
of ownership, marking her skin. Anne jerked erratically in a mix of pain and
pleasure, a sudden orgasm coursing through her.

Connor pulled back
with a growl and his arms wrapped around her back as he turned with her and brought
her to the bed with him landing on top of her, never once slipping out of her
body. The noises Anne made were nearly inhuman, the strength of Connor's
thrusts growing even harder now that he had better leverage.�

Anne lost track of
where she was, who she was. Connor's
wild lovemaking set her aflame, drove her over the edge again and again. She
screamed until she was hoarse, biting and clawing his skin as she writhed
beneath him, giving back as good as she got. Finally, Connor came with a feral
roar, jerking inside of her until he collapsed, panting heavily. Anne continued
to tremble as she reached up and stroked his sweat-dampened back.

Connor nuzzled his
face against her neck before he rolled them over, holding her back tightly
against his front. Anne lay still for a while, as her breathing slowly returned
to normal. She shifted uncomfortably, her body feeling damp and sticky, and she
made a move towards getting up, wanting to wash.

From behind her,
Connor growled softly and pulled her back into his embrace. When she tried to
slip away again, he bit her shoulder lightly and kept his teeth in place until she
settled down.

Anne sighed,
deciding she better stay where she was since Connor obviously wasn't going to
let her go. She closed her eyes and let the sound of Connor's steady breathing
lull her to sleep.

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Anne woke still in
Connor's arms, his body wrapped protectively around hers. Or was it
possessively? Anne couldn't be sure�

What she was sure
about was that she needed a shower. She tried to ease out of Connor's arms only
to have him snap awake at her slight movement. He rolled her over, pinning her
beneath him. Anne sighed. "I'm just taking a shower, Connor. You don't
have to freak out."

Connor frowned,
his head cocked to the side, but he didn't move to release her. "God, I
wish you could understand me," Anne muttered. "Shower� Running water�
Bathing� Any of this ringing any bells?"

Connor continued
to stare at her as he kept her firmly in place. Anne groaned. "Oh bloody hell."
She wrenched her arm free and pushed lightly on his chest. "Come on, just
let me up and you can go with me." She gestured between them before
pointing to the bathroom door, nodding towards it. Connor seemed to understand
her then, and let her up completely before following her into the bathroom.

He waited as she
started the shower, then followed her in. Anne sighed
happily as the warm water rushed over her, grateful to be finally getting clean
again. Connor watched her hungrily, his darkened gaze trained on her. Her
stomach flittered with desire, the look on his face enough to make her melt.
But at the same time, Anne was tired and sore, her body both emotionally and
physically drained. She knew Connor needed the contact after being alone and
abandoned for so long, and she did
want him, but she wasn't sure she could handle much more of his feral touch at
the moment. She needed space, a little bit of breathing room, even if it was
just a meter in front of her.

Anne held out her
hand, signaling for Connor to stay back. "I just want to shower,
okay?"

A flash of
confused hurt went across Connor's features, but he didn't approach her, and
Anne took a deep breath before she turned around and grabbed the shampoo. She
didn't look at him as she lathered her hair, though she could feel his presence
behind her, making a tiny shiver roll up her body. She reached for the soap.

When she was
clean, Anne stepped back from the water, gesturing that Connor take her place.
He gave her a look she couldn't quite decipher before he bathed himself,
keeping his back to her as she had him. Anne bit her lip, her gaze turned down.

She turned off the
water when he finished, and they stepped out of the shower together. Anne
handed Connor a towel then dried herself off and wrapped
her own towel tightly around her. There was a moment of stillness in the room
before Connor came up behind her and gently wrapped his arms around her waist but
didn't push for anything, keeping his hold loose. Anne relaxed against him, her
head falling back on his chest.

Connor reached up and
brushed his fingers against her cheek, the gesture belying his tenderness
towards her, and Anne felt a lump grow in her throat. She wanted to cry, to sob
with all the exhaustion she was feeling, but she held it in, telling herself
she had to be strong, for Connor's sake at least. She'd cried enough already.

It was later in
the day now, and she knew her parents were probably awake. She wanted to see
them, to feel the comfort and reassurance she knew she'd get just from being with
them. Connor had been okay when they'd gone downstairs earlier. Anne decided to
take the chance that he would be again.

She led him back
into the bedroom, gathering her clothes and gesturing to his, indicating that
he should put them back on. He didn't argue with her. Instead he kept his head
down as he dressed, the look on his face one that made Anne's heart hurt. She
went over to him once they were clothed again and put her hand against his
cheek to guide him to look at her face. "Hey," she said softly,
offering him a tender smile. "I'm not upset with you, sweetheart. I'm just
tired, is all. I'm not rejecting you." Anne knew he couldn't understand
the words, but she hoped her tone would at least allow him to get the gist of
them.

Connor turned his
face into her hand and kissed her palm, and Anne hoped that meant he
understood. "We're going to go downstairs, okay?" she said softly,
pulling back but taking his hand as she did. She led him towards the door,
grateful when he didn't fight her as they went into the hallway. He stayed calm
as they headed towards the lobby, his hand still gripping hers, but no signs of
panic from him.

It wasn't until
they got down the stairs that all hell broke loose.

It happened so
quickly that Anne barely had time to blink, never mind process the blur of
events. A blue-skinned demon dressed in a Hawaiian shirt, khaki cargo pants,
and a brown leather jacket screamed and threw his clawed hands up in defense as
Connor lunged at him. Angel moved then, grabbing Connor and struggling to keep
him restrained as the blue demon yelled loudly about how this was no way to treat a paying client. Connor
snarled and fought against the hold Angel had on his arms and Anne ran to them
and tried to pull Connor away from his father.

"I let him
go, and he kills Roy over there," Angel said, nodding to the blue demon.

"Who the hell
is Roy, and why is he here?" Anne snapped back.

"Hey! I'm
legit!" Roy cried in outrage. "I've got some problems with vamp
squatters�I thought maybe the good
people here at Angel Investigations could help, since I've heard that's what
they do�"

"And we
will," Angel said back to Roy. "We've just got a few problems of our
own at the moment." Connor tried again to pull back from Angel, only to
have Angel tighten his grip, making Connor wince in pain.

"Stop
it!" Anne yelled. "You're hurting him, dammit!"

"He can deal
with it," Angel barked at her.

Anne reacted. She
reached past Connor and slapped Angel hard in the face. Stunned, Angel dropped
his hold on his son. Connor stumbled, and Anne reached for his arm and pulled
him back to her. "It's okay, baby," she said soothingly. "It's
okay."

Connor glanced
between Anne and Roy, and then growled at the demon as he backed up towards the
stairs, pushing Anne to move with him.

Roy held up his
hands. "Don't worry, buddy. I'm not gonna touch your mate there. She's all
yours�"

Connor snarled
once more for good measure before he picked Anne up, and carried her up the
stairs back to their room, slamming the door behind them. Anne sighed as he
dumped her back on the bed then began to pace the room, the jumble of emotions
he was feeling clear on his face.

"Come here,
sweetheart," Anne said softly, sitting up. Connor stopped and turned to
her, his eyes searching hers. "It's all right. Come on." She patted
the spot beside her on the bed.

Connor came to her
and sat beside her like she'd indicated. Anne ran her hand down his arm,
frowning as she saw a bruise there from where Angel had been restraining him.
On the one hand, she understood why Angel had needed to hold Connor back, but
on the other hand� Anne had seen no regret or even concern in the vampire's
eyes when she'd pointed out that he was hurting his son. And his words�he'll deal with it� They'd held no
remorse either.

Anne remembered
only a few days earlier, back when Connor had still been himself, and he'd made
a comment about how his father seemed to never miss a chance to "smack him
around." She wondered how often Angel fought with Connor, how often he
responded to whatever tensions lay between the two of them through violence.
Anne had no doubt that Connor could hold his own, but
still� What sort of love was that to show your child, under any circumstances?

"I'm sorry
about all of that," Anne said, feeling the need to apologize even if she
knew she wouldn't be understood. "I wouldn't have taken us down there if
I'd know."

Connor didn't
understand her, but he could see she was upset. He wrapped his arm around her
and pulled her so her head rested against his shoulder as he stroked her hair.

"I wish this
was all a bad dream," Anne said with a sigh. "I wish I could just
wake up and be back home in London, with none of this ever having happened."
She looked up at Connor. "Only I'd still want you."

Connor tilted her
chin up and kissed her softly. They were safe in here. There were too many
people outside of this room, too many dangers to his mate. He needed to keep
her safe, keep her away from whatever else sort of trouble could be beyond this
place. He nudged her back down to the bed and curled up behind her once they
were lying down.

Anne turned in his
arms and kissed his shoulder before she decided she'd close her eyes for a
little bit, try to stave off the headache that seemed to be forming after the
drama downstairs. Maybe whatever sort of idea Cordelia was researching to get
Connor back to the way he used to be would work and she'd have the man she'd
known with her again soon. She just needed to make it until then�

She held on to
that thought as she fell back into sleep.

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