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“We work together in our Divine purpose, lover, yes. And we will do so until the End of All Things. And hopefully, for humanity’s sake, that won’t be for a very long time.”
“But when it does … what then?”I ask, sudden and unexpected apprehension fizzing inside of me.
“Then we will have the right to choose our fate. We can choose to join God in his New Kingdom, or we can choose to simply un-exist.”
“Un-exist?”
“When God finally destroys Hell, and all those within it, their souls will cease to be. They will be erased from the cosmos. Just gone, like a snowflake in a snowstorm—no more than a memory.”
“Who would choose that?”
“I would,”my reaper answers.“When my duties are done, and all my centuries of Holy Service are spent, I’d like to just walk into the darkness and fade away, forever.”
“So, I couldn’t convince you to join me in the New Kingdom, then?”I ask, shimmying my shoulders and jiggling my pert breasts suggestively.
“I have worked long already, my love. But if anyone could sway me, it would be you.”
I grin, launching myself into my angel’s arms.“Then that’s what I’ll do. I’ll spend the next however-long convincing you that an eternity of debauchery with me is infinitely preferable to just fading away.”
Chapter Ten
With a mischievous thought, I blink us back to the realm in-between, the shadowed domain of darkness where the portals of Heaven and Hell can be summoned.
Azrael shrugs off his long cloak and drops his scythe, standing bold in all his naked glory.“You read my mind,”he says, dark, heady allure emanating from his delicious form.
“You want to fuck like dogs in front of the portal to Heaven, too?”I ask incredulously.
“Yes. Yes, I do,”he purrs.
“Hell, yes!”I grin, my skull face reflected back at me in Azrael’s shadowy, and shimmering, shifting skin.“But first, there’s something I have to do,”I say.
“And what’s that?”
I drop reverently to my knees to stroke his monstrous cock, careful not to nick him with my talons.“It’s still technically Halloween,”I say casually.“And I haven’t had my fill of treats!”Azrael’s beast gleams, pre-cum oozing from his head as if willed by my desire.“Mm,”I moan, as I lick him with my forked tongue.“So fucking good.”I draw back then and look up into the dark hollows of my reaper’s eyes.“Why exactly does your cum taste like chocolate?”
My angel shrugs.“It’s your guilty pleasure, isn’t it?”he answers simply.
Grinning again, I place a kiss on his slick slit.“It was,”I admit.“But now you are. And I’m going to suck and fuck you until the night is done!”
Taking Azrael into my mouth, I slither my serpentine tongue around his girth, jerking him as I bob my head back and forth. The Grim Reaper trails his long claws through my rainbow locks, and I sigh as electricity tingles over my scalp and a gloriously tangible shiver ripples down my spine. I don’t know what it is, but there’s just something about his special breed of domination that drives me wild. I’ve been dominated my whole life, but this isn’t the same. This is liberation through submission.
I close my eyes as I make love to his cock with my mouth. I’m not merely fucking it to get him off. This is something much more intimate. He is the keeper of my heart, and his cock is the altar at which I will worship upon my knees.
Azrael growls across our connection, and I can feel the heat and desire transcending his physically spiritual form. His passion floods my senses, breaking over me like a furious white-crested wave crashing over a rocky shore. A gasp escapes me as every tender part of me begins to ache with need in response to his celestial pleasure. My nipples harden. My ass puckers, and my cunt contracts in wanting, wet with my own yearning.
I whimper around his cock as our mutual feelings overwhelm us. With his clawed grip tightening on my hair, the reaper takes matters into his own hands. Thrusting his beautifully defined hips, he shoves his monster down my dark throat mercilessly. I revel in his brutality. To feel so owned, so loved, and so used…It’s as close to Heaven as I ever want to be.
My fingers stray between my legs, ignoring the mindless violence my mouth is being subjected to, and they seek out my own desperate ecstasy. Then, in a perfect moment of holy synchronicity, we reach climax at the same time. His delicious, thick, creamy milk chocolate cum spills down my throat as my pussy contracts, squirting its liquid love before the open portal of Heaven.
Azrael’s load is more than I can handle. The sweet taste of Halloween leaks from my lips, spilling down my chin to drip between my bare breasts. Still hungry for more, I suck the reaper until he’s dry. Looking up to him with the dark gaze of an excitable but sullen puppy who wants more, I tease my lip between my teeth.
The Angel of Death slaps me in the face with his cock, shoving me backward into the swirling black mist. Flipping me over as easily as if I were a feather, he lines up, gripping my hips, and plunges himself deep inside of me—driving the very air from my lungs.
“I love you, Mr. Grim,”I gasp, every last nerve alive with ethereal fire.
“And I love you, Little Grim,”he growls, digging his long, sharp claws into my soft shadow flesh.
With the ridiculously pristine beauty of Heaven just beyond, we fuck like wild dogs in heat in the darkness of the in-between—our moans of hallowed delirium echoing into eternity. And in the depths of my Ascended soul, I laugh with unbridled and debaucherous glee as the Grim Reaper rails me.I’ll never experience a Halloween quite like this one ever again!
