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“You love testing me, don’t you? Your seduction won’t work. I have nothing to prove. Plus, I do not have to be physical with you to make you feel as if you’re touching Heaven.” I purse my lips in satisfaction, her smile faltering.
“What do you mean by that?” Raven asks, her voice turning soft. “If you can somehow make me feel better right now, then do it.”
I raise my eyebrows, surprise washing over me. This is the last thing I expected for her to ask. I thought she would just keep trying to get to my body.
“Are you sure? There are no orgasms involved.” I need permission to touch her soul, because I refuse to get whacked in my groin or head or some shit. “It involves me touching your soul.”
Raven rubs her lips together and sets her plate down. She adjusts her feet on the couch and crawls closer to me, kneeling by my side. I slowly turn to meet her gaze, her blue eyes vibrant as they practically devour me. My heart picks up pace, and the strangest thing happens, she reaches out and gently cups my face.
“Do it,” she says, leaning in close enough for me to catch the scent of something tropical and fruity wafting from her skin. Maybe it’s her hair. I don’t know, but it smells spectacular.
I swallow my nerves, wondering if I am making a mistake by getting so close to her. But I need her to see that I am not the enemy. I need her to see that Heaven is not against her. But mostly, I need to know exactly what I’m dealing with. If I can just touch her soul, I can find answers.
Inhaling a deep breath, I say, “Open your soul and let me in.”
Her brilliant light consumes me.
Chapter 14
RAVEN
Pride
I FINALLY FIGURE out how to get to Cassius. Because I know sexual advances don’t seem to work on his uptight ass, I must use the thing he wants most. To be recognized as my hero. If it takes him thinking that he is a worthy angel, saving me from the big bad devils, then I guess I’ll give him just a teensy ego boost. I don’t mind a little soul-touching anyways. It’s strangely intimate on a level I can barely fathom but allowing Cassius in to get a good look at me might be what I need. I haven’t had a chance to do it before because he has always been such an asshole and constantly just wanting to stab me with his heavenly sword. But something has shifted inside him. I don’t know if it’s because of my surprise pregnancy or because I struck a nerve by commenting on how he is alone, but I honestly don’t give a fuck right now. All I care about is changing his perspective. If I can use my light to show him that he’s not all sunshine and rainbows and that he is capable of the same amount of darkness as the devils, then maybe I can get out of this. Maybe I can drag him with me. I am in the mood for a good beating. I bet he likes it just as much as Lucian does. They are born from the same light, after all.
“It’s difficult to connect to your soul, Raven,” Cassius murmurs, leaning in close to where there’s only an inch of space between our faces. “Are you allowing me in?”
“I think you’re the one who is resisting. I am completely open to you.” I shift my mouth a little bit closer, breathing in the same breath as him. His wings unfurl and expand, creating an even brighter light from behind him. I know exactly how to get him to loosen up and pull that stick out of his ass. All it will take is a simple kiss. I know that helps Lucian connect with me.
“I’ve never had this problem before. I’m failing. This is supposed to be what helps you see what I see.” Cassius sighs and surprises me by resting his forehead to mine. “I’m sorry.”
I wish he didn’t sound so pathetic in this moment. I kind of have a thing for sad angels. Or confused little bastards that just need a little push in the right direction that isn’t Heaven.
“May I try something?” I ask, letting him rest against me. “It involves our lips touching.”
“A kiss?” Cassius pulls back another inch, clearing his eyes and my vision with the distance. “I suppose we could try that.”
It takes everything in me not to smile and high-five my damn self. I had expected him to resist or to push me away and reject me, but the jerk angel is too enthralled with my closeness. I can tell. I will use it to my advantage.
“Whenever you’re ready,” I say, licking my lips and rubbing them together. “But it has to be you who kisses me. I’m not making the move. You’re the one who wants to show me that you can make me feel better.”
Cassius audibly swallows, and his jaw twitches at my words. He totally expected me to make the first move. And there’s no fucking way. If he wants to do this, he can do this on his own. This is all on him. I’m going to stand here and smile, watching him squirm under my scrutiny. I want him to question his entire existence and what he’s doing with me in this room, especially when he finally gets the nerve to bask in what he assumes is the heavenly gloriousness of my soul. What he isn’t prepared for is to learn that within my light still lingers a shadow. I’m not an angel like him. I’m a mortal, after all.
“You don’t have to use tongue if you are afraid that you might like it,” I tease, trying to get my lips to stop from smiling. “I’m not interested in corrupting you, like you assume. I just like fucking with you. You are so...uncomfortable when it comes to me.”
“I am not. I’ll prove it.” Cassius inhales a soft breath and closes the distance completely, brushing his lips to mine.
I stand frozen, not reacting to the sensation of his light kiss. I don’t even hold my lips to his or try to kiss him back. If he wants me to do it, he’s going to have to really convince me.
As if he can read my thoughts, he slides his hand around my neck and tilts his head a bit, moving his lips more, kissing me deeper until I do give in and kiss him back.
It should be weird kissing Cassius. I shouldn’t enjoy it as much as I do, but something about this kiss is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I don’t know if it’s because he’s a cocky, prideful bastard who is trying to prove to me that he’s not afraid or what, but he kisses me in a way that weakens my knees. All I know is that I’m going to silently invite him to explore my mouth by parting my lips. He takes me up on my offer and glides his tongue over mine, deepening our kiss as a light grows around us until the apartment fades away into a realm of pure white.
I expect him to pull away and tell me that’s enough, and I almost do it myself, except it’s as if we are two magnets attracting each other. I can’t stop myself from letting my body take control. If a kiss could break him, he’d be in a million pieces right now. But this kiss also makes me feel...strangely together.
Moaning, Cassius’s hand releases my hair and rubs down the length of my back until he reaches the waist of my jeans. His fingers dig into my skin under my shirt, and he pulls our hips flush together.
And damn. He’s so hard. I can feel his shaft against my pelvis. He really has no shame because he doesn’t even try to hide it. Not like he could anyway.
