by Elyssa Nyte
he had ever seen. It was difficult to look at her petite frame and reconcile that with the killing machine he had witnessed earlier.
He knew he couldn't stay long on this night, but tomorrow night they would meet. He pushed the hair from her forehead with a gentle push for her to stay asleep. And then, he dissolved and returned back to the realm that he came from.
He wasn't an angel or a demon. He was something else entirely, and soon, Leyton would know her true background. She thought she was a half-child of a fallen angel. But she was the best kept secret of a human woman's promise to watch over a babe that wasn't hers.
Leyton awoke the following morning to feel more rested and more balanced than she had ever been in her entire life. She wasn't quite sure what had changed, but this day she had no desire to leave this town and move onto the next. She decided that she would take one day for herself.
She had taken days for herself in the past. But she had always felt the overwhelming urge to continue the hunt and send the demons home where they belonged. For some reason, she wanted to stay put. She did very little all day and waited for night fall. When night came, it would be time for her to move on. She was incredibly lonely at times because her life offered nothing but the kill.
The sky became dark and still she stayed within the walls of her apartment. She could not bring herself to leave. She jumped when she heard a knock on the door that opened up to the rooftop. It was impossible that a demon or anyone else could be at that door. She scrambled for her daggers and looked around for the best place to take a stance.
The door popped open on its own, and the odd vibrational energy from the night before flooded the room. Behind the energy, a male entered her apartment. She was in awe. She stood up and he entered the apartment as if he owned the world. His black hair was pulled back at his neck. His muscles glistened in the light and the power danced off him in waves.
This was something that she had never encountered. Who, what was he? She should be preparing for a fight, not gawking like an infatuated teenager. She swallowed and lifted her daggers with the intention of dispatching the new arrival of his life force. He smiled at her and walked closer to her. She was ready to end him. Wasn't she? Why had she not attacked him already?
He lifted his hand and she braced for an attack, but he simply removed the daggers from her hands without ever touching her. She swallowed and realized that he had a power greater than her own. And for the first time, she was scared for her own life.
The new arrival addressed her, "Hello, little one. My name is Corrigan, and I am your intended."
She frowned at him and said his name slowly as if she were dumbstruck, "Corrigan? Intended?"
"Yes, you are the mate to me."
He smiled at her and before she could think of anything to say, he walked over to her and pulled her body into his arms. His mouth immediately going to her neck. He flicked his tongue along her skin. The rough forked tongue that slid along her skin made her shudder with desire.
This wasn't right. She couldn't allow this, but she was powerless to stop it. She could feel his vibrational energy slip beneath her skin and merge with hers. She knew that she could not fight this. It was as if her whole life had been geared towards this moment, this meeting.
Lifting his head, he used his finger beneath her chin to raise her lips to his. His kiss was so soft at first that it could have been the flutter of a butterflies wings against her lips. A soft moan slipped from her throat and into his mouth where he took the sound and swallowed it.
Stepping back, Corey short for Corrigan slid his arms beneath her and lifted her into his arms, "Is there anything in this apartment other than those daggers that you want?"
Unable to find her voice, Leyton shook her head no. And that odd vibrational hum that she had been detecting for the past two days began again. She felt the world around them dissolve and in its place another formed - a world that no one knew existed. Then, the scenery of this new world began to fly by like a bolt of lightening.
When he returned her to her feet, they were in a room, a bedroom to be exact. He walked her backwards towards the bed. She knew she should ask questions, but she could only think about his nearness. Her entire body was on fire. She wanted him, wanted something she had never experienced before.
He removed their clothing and pushed her down onto his bed. He would try to be as gentle as possible, but he had waited so long to claim his mate. He used some of his powers to override her natural fear and make her burn for him as he burned for her. Once they were joined, she would be filled with the memories of all their lives together.
Pushing her thighs open, he ran his fingers up over her pussy lips. Pushing two fingers into her, he could feel her juices begin to trickle down her walls. The juices coated his fingers as he fingered her faster and a bit harder. He moved between her thighs and pressed his thick cock into her tight hole. His cock fit perfectly inside her pussy, but she was after all his chosen mate.
Using his hands, he curled his hands beneath her thighs and pulled her back and forth on his cock. Leyton was so caught up in the pleasure that she burned with need from the inside out. Each thrust of his cock made her moan and shudder. The memories of her many lives with Corey breaking free from that part of her brain that was always just out of reach.
And in that moment, she realized that she was a powerful goddess from another world and not the cursed child of a fallen angel. Tears of happiness began to fall from her eyes. Lifting himself up on his arms, he kissed the tears from her eyes.
Unable to hold back, she wrapped her arms and legs around him. Her lips pressed against his neck as she began to rock her hips up off the bed. The time for realization had passed. And the only thought on either one of their minds was reaching a state of intense pleasure.
Corey gripped her even tighter. He was having none of her being in control. It wasn't in his nature. He began to shove his hips against her. Each thrust forcing her deeper into the bed. He couldn't get enough of her.
Each hard thrust made a loud smacking sound bounce off the walls of the bedroom. He dug into her as if he was going to meld his body to hers. His cock reached the far back part of her womb. Her cunt squeezed his cock and sucked at it greedily as he fucked her.
His precum spilled into her fertile womb and mixed with her virginal blood. The very thought of his seed filling her virginal cunt made him shudder. He was so damn close, but he refused to spill himself inside her before she came for him.
Determined to make his princess cum for him, he pushed his hands under her ass and used them to press her further onto his hard cock. The movement made his cock bounce repeatedly against her cervix. And soon, she was bursting forth and dropping over the edge as her cream coated his cock.
The feel of her tight sheath around his cock, squeezing and milking him, made him pour his seed deep inside her womb. She was his and he was hers. And all the time she spent thinking she was an outcast disappeared in the wake of their love.
