A fireball burning up the sky leads farmer Jason Thomas to the strangest thing he's ever found in his pumpkin patch. A man with wings. And no, he doesn't think it's an angel, no matter what his brothers say.<br><br>Taking the stranger into his home is hard. Keeping his heart from the stranger's hands? Harder. But everything in him calls to this being and Jason is so damned tired of only having his brothers at his back.<br><br>Castiel has no idea what this angel thing is, but the evil that knocked him out of the sky did him a favor. He’d heard the tales of his kin and their missions on Earth with envy and now he has the chance to experience it himself. Better yet, his mate takes him home. One small problem. Castiel has a duty and needs to find a way back. Of course it isn’t going to be that easy.

Sentinel

Jason smiled back. This one would never leave, looking for something better. Castiel wouldn’t take his heart and break it. Jason could live with that.


The semen that continued to leak out of him brought Jason back to the other issue he had. He slithered down Castiel’s hard, rippling torso and came face to face with the proud cock that stood up as if to greet him. “Huh.”


There was nothing. No broken pieces remained, not even the base ring. A quick twitch of the hips and Jason was reasonably sure it didn’t come off during. It was almost as if the damn bit of latex never existed at all.


“What is it, Jason?” Castiel propped himself up, and caught Jason’s eyes. “What happened?”


“It’s like it never even existed.” 7


Chapter 26