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“God, you are perfect, Raven. It feels so fucking good,” he murmurs, rubbing his palms on my ass cheeks, kissing my thigh with his lustful moan. His hand shifts and he slips his finger inside me, slowly finger-banging me, familiarizing himself even more with my body.
I pick up my pace, rolling my tongue as I suck him in and out, creating more pressure with my mouth. His muscles flex, the soft skin of his hairless balls tightening. Adding another finger to his pleasuring me, he strokes my G-spot, obviously aware of how to get me off every possible way. I tense, scratching my nails into his hips, now more determined to make him cum before I squirt on him. I know I will. I feel the sensation building in my nerves. I never knew it was possible until recently, and fuck. Here it comes.
I yank my head up, afraid I might hurt him or something as another orgasm rips through me, stealing my breath and voice. I can’t scream my ecstasy because it’s so intense that even my soul feels it. Warm liquid splashes across my face, startling me, and I automatically lick my lips and taste the slight saltiness of Elias’s cum dripping from my forehead.
He sucks in a breath. “Fuck, Raven. Shit. I tried to aim away.”
I swipe my hand over my face and blink. He couldn’t move if he wanted to because I’m pinning him down. The sheer craziness of it sends bubbling laughter rolling through my body and I release my thigh’s death grip on his head and flop off. He spins me around and uses his sheet to clean my face the best he can, an amused smile lighting his face as I continue to laugh.
“You are something else, darlin’,” Elias says, his voice rumbling with the lust still clinging to him. I love the way darling drawls with his words, his pet name for me sneaking out. He doesn’t say it often because of his reservations with my devils, but I love when he does.
I giggle again, my face warm with slight embarrassment and my lingering desire. “So are you. You look ready to cuddle instead of suggesting I clean up.”
“Because I am. I’m not wasting this time, worrying about shit I don’t care about. I wanted to kiss you since you saved my ass from Vincent. I didn’t care about the blood all over you then, and I sure as fuck don’t care about this shit.” He pulls me to him and kisses me, proving how serious he truly is.
“You’re crazy,” I say, crinkling my nose.
He eases away, his light gray eyes searching mine. “And selfishly wanting you all to myself for as long as I can manage it. For as long as life is willing to let me before death wins.”
I blink a few times at his words, a wave of emotions crashing through me. I never expected to feel so conflicted over something in my life. It pains me to think about how fragile our existences are and how easy they can be stolen.
“Hey, no. No, Raven. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—” Elias kisses me again, cutting off his own words. “I just meant I will enjoy every damn minute I have with you.”
I inhale a shuddering breath, trying to control my voice. “This whole situation outside of what’s around us now sucks. I didn’t sign up for this. You were supposed to be an angel that I was going to corrupt and bring over to the fun side. You weren’t supposed to be human. You weren’t supposed to be sick and dying.”
“And indebted to a demon,” he whispers, engulfing me in a hug. “I really fucked up this life, haven’t I? Fucked up the last one too.”
“I just—I don’t know how I’m going to do this.” I groan and rest my head in the crook of his arm. Reaching over, I trace my finger over the pentagram—his demon mark—on his bicep. “It might kill me.”
Elias shifts and peers at me, his brows furrowing together. “I don’t know your soul keepers well—at least not now—but I’m damn certain they won’t let anything or anyone kill you, Raven.”
I close my eyes. “They can’t protect me from this mission. I know you know what must happen. Why haven’t you asked about it? How can you look at me like you do, knowing that I have to be the death of you if I’m going to save myself?”
Elias sighs and sits up, pulling me with him. “Raven, you know I’m dying already. How it happens? I would honestly prefer to have my life end by your hands. At least I know you won’t make me suffer like the rest of the damn universe. I can’t hold it against you. You’re my soulmate, and if this is the sacrifice I have to make to ensure you don’t burn because of me, I will do it. It’s the least I can do.”
If only his words made me feel better. I don’t think anything can. So I need to stop thinking about it. I need to shove the morbid thoughts away like I do with all the other fucked up things in my life. Dwelling on the things out of my control doesn’t accomplish anything. It changes nothing.
But being here and giving a dying man reprieve from the weight of his impending death? I need the distraction as much as Elias.
I nod slowly and lean in, kissing him again. “Okay. If this is something you’ve accepted, then I’ll accept it too. But don’t think I’ll let your soul abandon me in this life. When we get it back from the bastard demon, I’m keeping it for myself.”
A smile plays on his lips. “Is that so?”
“Yeah. It’s mine. Stealing it from you is the only way I can be certain it stays safe.” I roll on top of him and squeeze him between my thighs. “I think it’s why you gave me your essence to begin with.”
He grabs my hips and pushes me lower. “You don’t have to steal it. It’s yours. I’m yours. Do with me as you please.”
I laugh and blush, feeling his body awaken all over again. “Are you sure?”
“Mmmhmm.”
A loud roar echoes through the room, shaking the windows. I’d recognize the guttural beastly noise of Lucian anywhere. My heartbeats pick up pace, pounding hard enough to make me clutch my chest. I hadn’t expected Lucian to show himself, especially after he ignored Kase and Dante’s summons before, and it freaks me out that he’s suddenly here.
“What the fuck was that?” Elias asks, grabbing my clothes from the bed and handing them to me. He rolls off the bed and pulls his pants up, buttoning his jeans in place. He wobbles for a moment, steadying himself on the edge of the bed as he peers at the closed curtain of the window. “Do you think we need to go to the safe room?”
“No, it’s Lucian. He can’t escape the summoning circle.” I follow Elias to the window, shrugging on his shirt. Pulling up the blinds a couple of inches, Elias stands close and we hunker down and peek outside. “I think the devils might have called him, and he finally decided to get off his ass to come here.”
“Shit,” Elias whispers, clutching my arm as he follows my line of sight to Lucian in his human form instead of the scary beast he usually comes to the Mortal Realm in. “That’s Lucifer?”
