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Swiping my belt off the bed, I fold it in half and spank her with it once, loving how she gasps and looks at me from over her shoulder with heavy eyelids. I align my body to hers and massage my fingers into her ass cheeks, savoring the view. I tease her with the tip of my cock and use my tail to play with her clit, slickening it with her desire. She wants me to fuck her ass too. I know it. I can see that star pucker just for me, and I can’t wait to feel how good she is in this moment. I’m going to fuck her until she can’t think any more about Heaven or Hell, the planes or souls, or any of that damn bullshit. I’m going to fuck her until all she can think about is my cock and my body and how I make her feel.
Raven moans as I glide into her until my hips smack her ass cheeks. I shift my hands from her hips and lean forward, cupping her belly to keep her in place and comfortable. I will support her completely physically and mentally in any way I can. I just want her to enjoy it.
“Hold on tight, little spawns. Things are about to get bumpy.” I thrust deeper with my words, grinning as Raven cracks up, her voice so light and beautiful that I can listen to it forever. She feels so hot and wet. I can’t get enough of her. I rock my body, holding her and keeping a good rhythm, losing myself to the sound of our moans and pleasure. Using my tail, I slip it into her ass, just teasing her and stuffing her with everything I know she loves. The pressure does incredible things, and I feel my Hell form break free.
Raven arches her back, looking so incredibly sexy, and she glances at me in the mirror in front of us. She loves watching herself get fucked as much as I love watching her. It’s been her thing for a while. She loves to be watched as well.
I bet all the devils are hovering right outside the door listening, and I nearly shout for them to just crack it open and peek in. Because they should see just how damn sexy our soul is.
But I don’t have to tell them.
I catch sight of Dante standing in the doorway with Andre behind him. I bet Lucian is about to lose his shit because he can’t get the best view as Zade stands in his way.
“I hope you fuckers are jealous.” I grunt with my words, thrusting and picking up speed.
Raven can’t even speak because I fuck her so hard, and she stares at me, never taking her gaze away from our reflections. I love how in this moment, her mind focuses on the pleasure between us and nothing else.
I feel like more than a devil. I feel like a fucking God as I pump the Hell into our woman until she screams out in bliss, her pussy tightening so hard around my cock that I’m not sure she’ll ever let me go. Not that I want her to.
Her pulsing body is enough to strike me in the balls, and I groan as I come, the force of our passion rumbling the bed. Raven shoots fire from her palms, smoldering the comforter, and I holler in approval and smack her ass once more before flipping us over to have her lie on top of me. I grab her thighs and spread her legs wide, showing off how fucking hot her body looks with me inside her to the other devils.
“Bow down to her beauty, assholes,” I say, panting and gasping into Raven’s hair. “Whoever does so first can have the next taste.”
A flash of light radiates in the hallway, drawing everyone’s attention. Elias’s arrival puts a stop to the fun we are about to have.
He flaps his wings and pushes past Dante, entering the room. “Damn it. You guys can fuck me up later for this interruption, but shit is going down. I need you to see this.”
I growl and slide my tail out of Raven just to whip it in his direction. “It can’t wait?”
Elias shakes his head. “No. Now fucking hurry. We don’t have time to waste.”
Chapter 5
ELIAS
Redemption
I CAN’T TAKE my eyes off Raven. I haven’t been gone for long, but it’s as if she’s completely changed. Her figure is fuller in the best way, and I’m dying to wrap her in my arms and kiss her belly. I yearn for just a moment alone with her. But I know I won’t get one. Not yet. I have to earn it, and I won’t stop trying to figure this bullshit out until her soul is safely back in her body. Heaven’s warriors are out of their damn minds thinking they can get away with this.
“You better give us something to prepare for, Jizz Master,” Dante says, unfurling his wings and opening his arms for Kase and Raven.
I shouldn’t be jealous that they carry her, but I can’t help myself. She always flies with them. I don’t think it’s intentional—more out of habit for her. They just know exactly how to handle the shitshow of the world and keep her safe. Even though I envy their closeness, I appreciate it as well. Raven deserves it. She deserves having the happiness she finds with each one of us. I just feel as if I need to do more. I blame myself for the state she’s in. I was only trying to help her and look at what happened.
“The angelic army is fucking with the veil. They’re trying to connect the planes and release those who have sacrificed themselves.” I couldn’t believe it when I felt the tremor of power. Mikail wants to get his companion back despite the consequences. I didn’t know it was possible, but they are trying anyways. We have to stop it. I need everyone to help. I can’t do it alone.
“These fuckheads are going to be obliterated. I’m so damn tired of them messing with shit. Raven needs to rest. She needs to enjoy this damn pregnancy.” Lucian grumbles as Andre locks his hand around his side. He lifts both Zade and Lucian off their feet.
Micah scrubs his fingers into the back of his neck, making his way closer to me. He’s the only one who doesn’t constantly glower at me. He doesn’t blame me like I blame myself over the situation. He knew that I was doing what I thought was right. He even reminded me he had been in the same place, trying to figure out what to do.
I grab him, hugging him against me. It should be more awkward than this, having him hug me back, but all I feel is the familiarity of our bond from being companions long ago. He was there for me and forgave me for all the bullshit I put him through. If Micah wasn’t here, I don’t know how I would handle all of this. He is a true friend, and I wish I could just turn my back on my grace and join him. It’s not that I don’t want to be a ruler of Hell. It’s just that I can’t figure out how to be. I’ve tried nearly every day since the moment Raven lost her soul to jump from Heaven. Every time I try though, it’s like a cord yanks me back up, and I bungee between the two places. I hate it. I hate these wings and this light coursing through my veins. I despise myself more than I ever have in my existence. The angelic army can use us against each other. I just want the Higher Power to give me answers. The silence that surrounds my thoughts and prayers leaves me anxious. What the angelic army is doing is against everything in my entire being.
“Where is Cassius? Shouldn’t he be with you?” Micah murmurs, keeping his voice low as I launch into the air, leading the way. The angelic army picked a demonic hotspot a couple miles away from here, tapping into what was once an active Hell portal before the devils cut themselves off.
“I haven’t seen him. I thought he was with you guys.” Fucking shit. I don’t trust Cassius and his righteous ways. He tried to convince me to stop attempting to jump into Hell. He thinks that I’m not supposed to claim a kingdom and that Raven needs me to hold onto grace for the sake of the twins, which is wrong. Raven needs me by her side and stronger than ever. I feel weak as a celestial being. Especially seeing how strong the devils are even if they aren’t tethered to Hell.
Micah doesn’t get a chance to respond, because I nosedive toward the dark energy radiating from a crack in the plane. I can hear the damned souls screaming for help. A dark cloud hovers over a building. It’s grown much larger even in just the last hour, and I can’t stop myself from gathering light in my palms. They shouldn’t be here. That cloud isn’t only made of darkness. It’s made from the negative energy of souls cast into Hell. Souls unable to find redemption because there’s no place in between for them. Purgatory doesn’t exist yet.
“Are those what I think they are?” Raven asks, her voice echoing over the whistling wind blowing through my hair.
