We will be a mated pair to be reckoned with.
I land on the balcony of the castle, pausing at my doorway. I know I should take her to her own living quarters, where she’s surely the most comfortable. But I cannot bring myself to let her out of my sight. Not when it’s my fault she lost her wits in the first place.
She can sleep it off in my bed, where I’ll watch over her.
With the wave of a hand, the covers of my bed pull back, allowing me to lay her down in it. I go to tuck her under the covers—and I’m assaulted by that suffocating smell of her arousal again, evidence of the wet pool undoubtedly lingering in her underwear.
As if it’s a tangible thing, I feel what’s left of my self-control slip away.
I never had a chance of evading her, did I? Nor should I ever have hoped to. I’ve been a fool to treat her like a burden. Not only has she come to unlock the Abyss to release my army, but she’s also been sent to guide my soul out of the darkness. She is a blessing from God Himself.
She is not my burden—I am hers.
Looking down at her, with all her human imperfections and beauty, I have never felt so unworthy of anything. She is everything good that humans imagine angels to be, while I am not. I am wholly undeserving of her, but I will selfishly follow her to the ends of the earth, anyway, for she is my balance. My counterpart. My everything.
Every part of her, whether she realizes it yet or not, is simplymine.
I change into my nightclothes before pulling up a plush armchair beside the bed, allowing myself a good, close view of her flushed face.
She may be fast asleep at the moment, but I have never felt more awake. This physical form I wear is carnal. It burns with need, beggingfor release.
In quiet secrecy, I allow myself to indulge.
Leaning back into my seat, I slip a hand inside my loose pants, wrapping it around myself. Under these circumstances, just the touch causes me to twitch and shudder. The lingering proof of Kae’s undeniable desire for me already has me so close to the edge, but her presence in my bedroom… Being able to look directly upon her face as I pump my fist, imagining myself deep inside her…
It doesn’t take me long at all.
23
KAE
Iwake to morning light slipping through the cracks in the curtains, the bright rays falling directly into my face. My eyes are slow to respond, sluggish with sleep. In an effort to diminish the blinding light, I turn to my side, squinting and blinking. Truly, it’s a struggle for me to see right now. Why aremy eyes so dry and sensitive?
Ah, that’s right. I remember it now.
I crashed out after taking some obscure Abyss drugs yesterday.
Unfortunately, I remember all of it. Every feeling of ecstasy I had, and the ridiculous way I acted. I embarrassed the hell out of myself, but… Was it worth it? The way Abaddon’s hand felt on my back, how he smiled for me, and—where the HELL am I?
“You’re awake,” a dark, blurry figure calls from the corner of the room.
Abaddon.
The last thing I remember is him picking me up. Is this… am I inhisroom? It’s exactly his style. Gothic, regal. The walls are a dark crimson shade, painted with metallic black swirls, much like my own room. All the accents are black, actually. The furniture, bedding, curtains. Even the floor is a glossy black marble, broken up only by the red rivers veining through it.
My gaze finally finds him in the shadowed room, where he’s casually placed in a (black) armchair by the (again, still black) fireplace.
His silver hair is unbound and messy, and his wings drape carelessly on the floor. The only thing he’s wearing is a baggy pair of trousers, making this the second time I’ve seen his powerfully built torso. I wish I could say it wasn’t enticing, but I am a weak woman, and my eyes lingeron his bare skin for an embarrassing amount of time.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine, I guess.” I blink, regaining my senses. “Is this your… bedroom?”
“Yes.” He leans forward in his chair, straightening his posture. “You were quite incoherent yesterday, so I flew you back. I’ve never known someone to overdose on vitas, but I must not understand its effects on humans. For that, I am sorry.”
“Yeah, but why did you take mehere?Toyourroom?”
“Because I am personally responsible, and I wanted to ensure your condition didn’t worsen.” His rigid muscles seem to become even more tense, and he clasps his hands together in his lap. “Does that bother you?”
