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Fuck. I wish he didn’t pin my arms over my head, making me excited and vulnerable at our current position. I’m not even sure he realizes how hot and bothered I am in this moment, still high from the passion I experienced with my devils. It doesn’t help that I’m only wearing a shirt, and Cassius’s body spreads my legs wider. I don’t even think he realizes how close he is to me.
“You might as well fuck me too while your positioned like that. Just don’t fucking cum. I don’t need you to zap me to Heaven.” I lick my lips with my words, watching his expression morph from soft to sharp as he realizes how easy it could be to fuck me right here. I know he’s thinking about it. His body gives him away.
“Raven...” His voice trails off and he heaves a sigh and gets off me, taking a seat on the ground beside me.
“It’s okay to like the sound of that. There’s nothing wrong with wanting me.” I will keep pushing his buttons, making him question everything if I can’t make him uncomfortable. Because he obviously is already adapted to my technique of trying to seduce him and just automatically gives in. Except, well maybe the sex. I think he’s a bit afraid. And he should be.
He groans and scrubs his hands over his face. “You are not going to make me turn my back on Heaven by offering me the chance to just stick my cock in your pussy. I can do it without a problem. But right now, as much as I want to experience what it’s like, I need help.”
Help? He needs fucking help? I laugh in exasperation, tipping my head back with the gesture. And I can’t stop. It’s preposterous for him to come here and tell me that he needs help. He was not there for me when I needed it. He ignored me when I begged him. He can’t just come here asking for my help.
“No. Go fuck yourself. You could use it. Maybe it’ll knock some sense back into you, because how dare you come here, acting like you are some nice guy and that you have good intentions and want to just talk to me, and then you throw bullshit about needing help. I’m not helping you. You can just go to Heaven.” I scoot away from him and try to get to my feet.
Cassius snatches the back of my shirt and drags me back to him. “You would be helping Elias too. I can’t intervene. It is against everything I stand for to turn my back on the angelic army, but what they’re doing...I need help.”
Fuck me. He just had to go and bring Elias into this.
“If Elias needs help, he can come here and ask me for help. But the last time he was here, he said it was basically killing him.” I rub my lips together, thinking about the last time I saw him. My heart aches, thinking about him intercepting my dream with Andre.
“He can’t ask for help. He has no access to the Mortal Realm or to Hell. The angelic army has decided to imprison him until you have been taken care of.” Cassius’s words deepen with his comment.
I grab my chest, my heart feeling as if it’ll explode. The angelic army has him. They took him to Heaven. If that’s the case, what if he can never join us? I knew that could happen, but I just was hoping...I don’t even fucking know.
“You have to get him. He can’t be locked up there.” I squeeze my eyes shut, suppressing my tears.
“I can’t, Raven,” Cassius says, stroking his fingers along my cheeks, wiping my tears away. I hate that I’m crying. I hate that he’s trying to stop me.
Right now, I just want to return to my devils.
“But you can help me. You are tethered to him by your soul. We can do so together. I just can’t do it alone. For one, they suspect that I might turn toward Hell despite the fact that I won’t. They’ve gone too far off their path, and I don’t understand what happens now. The Higher Power only stands by in silence as if this is a test, and we are all about to fail it. Whatever has changed with Elias...I think he can’t help. He has started to change already.” Cassius continues to caress his fingers over my cheek, his gentle touch doing more to settle my nerves than I want. He shouldn’t be able to comfort me like this. I should be repulsed by his touch. I should be repulsed by him even suggesting that I help him. He knows what the guardians want. They will do anything to get me away from my devils. I’m trying to connect to Elias while they have him captive. That’s not going to go over well.
“What do you get out of it? Shouldn’t you be on their side? You say that they’ve gone off the path, but what does that even mean?” I finally lift my head and meet his sheening eyes. “What aren’t you telling me? You are the leader of the goddamn saviors. You should be in charge of the army, yet you’ve been letting them walk all over you.”
“It’s complicated, Raven.” Cassius sighs with his words. “Because Micah, Andre, and Zade have all left me. I’m all alone and it takes more than just one savior to keep things in order. The power that my brethren abandoned moved into the guardians. They have ascended into another level of power.”
Of fucking course, they have. It’s like Heaven has levels just like we’re trying to do in Hell. “So, what does that mean? Are you just a useless little featherhead now? Is that why you keep coming around here, because they have taken everything from you?”
“They haven’t taken anything. You have.” Cassius tightens his jaw with his words, his nostrils flaring as anger rises in his features.
“Me? You’re blaming me? Are you fucking kidding me? This is your fault. This is Micah’s fault. This is Andre and Zade’s. They all made their own decisions. You cannot blame me that they have descended. They saw something that you still can’t seem to grasp.” The tone of my voice sharpens with my annoyance and fire bursts from my fingers. I want to pummel Cassius for his righteous attitude even as he sits beside me in Hell. I can’t believe him. Actually, yes I can. He’s fucking Pride, after all.
“You were right. I’m sorry. I just...I’m lost but I also don’t like the path set before me any longer. I still feel the need to take you away from Hell. I still need to protect that light and that darkness. But from who? I don’t have the answers to that any longer, and it scares me. I thought perhaps that Elias would be able to decipher everything for me.” Cassius reaches out and grabs my hand, bringing it to his chest to rest my palm over his heart. “Don’t you think he might know? Especially now that he’s been taken to Heaven. The Higher Power has blessed him, and only you can get those answers from him. So please help me.”
I’m pretty sure that if I was standing, he’d be on his knees in front of me, clasping my hands and begging me with every fiber of his being. And I want to help Elias, but Cassius isn’t the only one afraid. I don’t even know how to help.
“I want you to plead with my devils. It is not my decision to make alone, and if you can convince them, then I will agree.” I remain expressionless, though the satisfaction of seeing his frown over even thinking about pleading with my devils for help brings me far more joy than it should. I really am fucking twisted. I want to see him grovel. I want to see him admit that he was wrong and that we are right.
“Why can’t you just ask them? I’m sure they are listening. I know they are nearby.” Cassius releases my hand and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Because that’s what I want you to do. I don’t want to ask them. I will not speak on your behalf. If you want my help, you have to ask for theirs too. You need to get over your fucking pride and show us what kind of bastard you truly are.” I push to my feet and dust my legs off even though none of the strange black dirt leaves any residue behind.
He growls in frustration, flexing his muscles as he sits quietly, thinking about what I have demanded he do in exchange for help from me. What he doesn’t know is that I would go to the devils anyway. We need to think of a plan to bring Elias back. It’s no longer as simple as waiting for him to return to me if he can’t. But Cassius doesn’t have to know that. Or maybe I should let him know that and still demand he ask my devils. He's put me through an immense amount of pain and anguish that he would deserve it. He must earn my forgiveness and the forgiveness of my devils.
Baring his teeth, he says, “Fucking fine. But if Lucifer even says one damn—”
“You’re going to apologize to all of them as well,” I add, cutting him off.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d mistake you as a demon, Raven.” Cassius unfurls his wings and spreads them wide.
