He pulls me in to his side, resting his head against mine. “God won’t allow it. He’ll intervene.”
“That doesn’t change the fact that the casualties will be great, Zeke. You know it.”
“I do, but let’s not focus on that tonight. I want you in my arms.”
“I’m in your arms.” I chuckle, despite the major shift in subject matter. No matter how necessary of a conversation the upcoming battle is, tonight, it can wait.
“Then maybe I want you under my body instead.”
“Now that, I can get on board with.”
He shifts so he’s back on top, kissing the base of my neck.
“Yes,” I whimper. “Keep doing that.”
He doesn’t obey, instead moving down my body, lifting my shirt to continue placing kisses across my stomach. I squirm under his touch, but don’t dare move.
“Sit up,” he commands, and I do.
He removes my shirt and bra in one move, leaving my chest bare and at his disposal. His mouth wraps around one nipple, nipping and sucking. It feels so good. Good enough to distract my mind from wandering to places I don’t want to go.
After the night we had, I plan to get lost in the comfort that only Zeke can offer. No more thoughts of Luke and demons. Right now, in Zeke’s arms, I’m going to bask in the pleasure he’s providing.
YOU’RE SOMEBODY ELSE
My back slams against the cold concrete building in a dark alley outside of the bar we just left.
A bar. Who am I even?
Luke’s tongue begs entrance to my mouth, and I give it willingly, moaning in response to his expert abilities. I don’t want to even think about how much experience he’s had to provoke such pleasure.
Luke holds my hips pressed against him as his tongue massages mine. I love the feeling. All of the intense emotions felt here on Earth are overwhelming. Every touch I feel to my bones. Every kiss sends my stomach free-falling. I’m on the verge of tears and I have absolutely no idea why. Pure joy is the only explanation I have.
This night is everything I never thought I needed but wouldn’t be without now that I’ve experienced it. It’s been all I hoped for. What I fell for.
We spent the night dancing, bodies pressed tightly together, our lips fused, cementing our budding relationship.
Budding. I laugh to myself. We’re so far past that. It’s as if I’ve known Luke my entire life. He makes me feel things that I never thought possible.
“I’m never letting you go, Victoria.” He says my name like a prayer, and butterflies take flight in my belly at the reverence in his voice. “I’m going to love you until the day I die,” he vows, and I smile, feeling his words in my soul, because I feel the same way.
The hairs on the back of my neck stand erect, signaling danger is close by. Apparently, there are some things that even falling can’t take from me. Demon radar being one of them.
“What’s wrong?” he whispers, placing a kiss on the curve of my neck.
“Something’s coming. Something dangerous,” I explain, and he doesn’t appear bothered in the least.
“It’ll be fine, Victoria. Stay here with me,” he croons.
The certainty in his voice and my eagerness to please him has me relinquishing my concern and giving myself over to him for safekeeping.
I’m lost in the feel of his hands wandering my body when I’m jerked out of his grasp. My body is hurled toward the ground, and I smack hard into the asphalt of the alley floor. When I look up, two glowing red eyes meet mine. Feral and out for blood.
A demon.
I scramble back, unsure what defenses I still possess. I just fell this afternoon, and I lost my blade in the process. A feeling of absolute helplessness invades my troubled mind. How can I save us?
Internally, I berate myself. I’m still a celestial being. That’s something that not even the fall can take away from me. These creatures have crumbled under my touch for centuries. While I’m busy psyching myself up for this fight, the demon lunges toward me, dagger in hand.
