Heaven to Hell (A Naughty Box Production Book 1)

by Rue Volley

  Cera twisted in his arms and gasped in surprise when he opened the door. The room was much more than he expected it to be. It was set up like a small apartment and was easily the size of two regular rooms. It had a stove, cabinets and a small refrigerator as well as the usual bed, bath and sofa. Using his foot, Hale slammed the door behind him.

  “I’m going to run a bath,” Cera informed him. Her voice was still a bit hoarse.

  He watched her take a few wobbly steps. Guiding her by the elbow, he led her toward the bathroom and its awaiting tub. “Let me help you.”

  "I was hoping you’d say that.”

  Hale crouched next to the footed tub and turned on the water. On a shelf just above the tub sat a selection of delicious smelling bath oils. He selected one and dumped some of it into the water. The scent of honeysuckle and vanilla permeated the small space as the calming sound of running water filled the room.

  Cera’s body was sore. It was evident on her face as she moved. Without a word, Hale stood then ran his hands over hers. He carefully bunched the nightgown in his hands then lifted it over her head. When she raised her arms so he could lift it up and over, he got a good look at her. Cera’s beautiful body was marred with dark bruises and angry scrapes. He bit back a hateful curse as he tossed the flimsy negligee aside. Next, he crouched down to slide the panties down her hips. She braced herself by resting a hand on his shoulder then obediently stepped out of them.

  There was so much he could say to her, so much he really should say. But Hale knew he would never voice any of those things. He was a demon, for fuck’s sake. Instead, he bowed his head and rested his forehead against her hip. If he could, he would tell her how sorry he was that she’d been harmed because of him. If he could bear it, he’d tell her that he was enamored by her, completely besotted by Ceraphinia, his fallen angel. Instead, he kissed the hollow between her hip bone and stomach then got to his feet.

  He turned off the water then gestured toward the tub. In a gruff voice he said, “Water’s ready. Get in.”

  “Scrub my back?” she asked with a raise of an eyebrow.

  Hale kicked off his clothing without argument then stepped into the warm, fragrant water. Some sloshed onto the floor, but he paid it no mind. He was more concerned that Cera had noticed the raging hard on he’d had since seeing her naked. He lay back in the water then motioned for her to join him.

  Cera sank into the frothy bubbles then reclined against his chest. Her arms looped around his thighs and she sighed with pleasure. She wiggled to find a more comfortable spot then giggled when she realized Hale’s hard-on was being teased. She tossed a sexy glance over her shoulder and licked her lips.

  Hale groaned. She could cock tease him all she wanted. He knew the magic spot that would have her begging him to fuck her in seconds and he wouldn’t even have to touch her clit. Though, he intended to touch and lick that as well. He almost laughed at how clever he was as he pushed her forward just enough for him to maneuver. She tossed another sexy-as-hell look over her shoulder and he caught her lips with his own.

  Using just his hands, he traced fingers across her shoulders and back until he found the scars. Then, using the pads of his thumbs he traced his nails over the raised skin of her scars. Her back kinked and she sucked in a sharp breath. Hale bit down gently on her bottom lip.

  “Jesus, Hale.” Her eyes were dark with desire. “Just do what you want. I need you.”

  He released her mouth then dipped his head lower to run his tongue over the silvery scars. Only when she cried out and asked him to fuck her, did he wrap his arm around her waist and bring her closer. One hand seated her on his cock while the other fingered her clit. Cera cried out once again as her hands gripped the edges of the tub and they found a steady rhythm. Water sloshed across the floor as she rode Hale’s cock. He pushed it deeper and deeper as he delivered pleasure to them both. Before long, his thrusts became harder and out of time. Cera’s cries were hoarse from screams of ecstasy and her head was thrown back against his shoulder as she came. Moments later, his seed burst within her as he found release.

  Hale nipped the lobe of her ear then whispered, "I plan on doing what I want with you forever and longer, angel. You belong to me.”

  They rested in silence, Hale still buried deep within her channel. The water had begun to cool by now and the bubbles had faded. Cera twisted her head to stare up at him. She bit her bottom lip then grasped his hand and pressed it between her breasts. She nuzzled beneath his chin and whispered, "I belong to you.”

  Lead Me Not

  Olivia Harper

  ©Text Copyright 2014 Olivia Harper

  ONE

  “I don’t want to be any where else.” Eryn ran her hands through my hair, pushed me back gently on the bed, and straddled across the top of my thigh. I could feel her grow wetter and wetter each time she slid slowly up and down my leg. Even with her eyes closed, I knew she could see me.

  Leaning down, her black hair curtained my face and I breathed her in. Her tongue darted out and tasted my lips while her hands gripped my wrists and held them in place.

  “I want to taste you.” My voice was heavy.

  Her mouth crashed on mine, and the kiss was ravenous, needy, and painful. She liked to bite and my lips were swollen and bloody by the time she pulled away. I licked them hungrily.

  “More.” I gasped and leaned toward her.

  Eryn crawled up my body and settled her pussy across my face. I gripped her ass, digging my fingernails in until she gasped. I licked between her folds and pressed my tongue against her clit. Faster and faster I moved my mouth against her.

  Licking.

  Sucking.

  Biting.

  Each time she pitched forward and tried to get away, I held onto her tighter and ate more greedily until she began grinding against my face.

  I darted my tongue inside of her over and over again, and I pinched her clit between my fingers. I knew it wouldn’t be long. Her moans grew louder. Her breath grew more uneven. The whites of her eyes visible through heavy lids. Her thighs tensed against the sides of my head and I knew she would come.

  “Don’t stop!” She cried out and my heart swelled three sizes in response.

  Taking her between my lips, I sucked hard until she screamed and tried to claw away. She came violently and shuddered until her body couldn’t take it any longer and she collapsed. I opened my mouth to drink her in and allowed the excess to slide down my face to the pillow.

  When she could finally move, she rolled to the side and nuzzled into my neck.

  “Mila.” When she said my name, I wanted to stop time.

  “Hmm…” I sighed as she ran her fingers across my hardened nipples before bringing her mouth to them and sucking gently.

  “I love you, Mila.”

  “I love you.”

  I had never been in love before Eryn. She saved me. She taught me. She made me feel more than I knew was possible. But our love was forbidden. Guardians were never allowed to take up with their angels.

  Lazily, she placed kisses along my stomach before settling between my legs. Her hands gripped my thighs as I draped my knees over her shoulders, and she pulled me in tighter. She took her time, slowly licking and kissing and biting my lips, my inner thighs and the bottom of my ass. She was in no hurry, unlike me. I was starving, unable to satiate myself until I consumed her. Eryn liked to tease, take me to the brink, and yank me back to reality.

  She inserted a finger inside me and pushed it deep before adding a second. Her hand pumped in and out while her tongue found my swollen clit. I could hear how wet I was each time she thrust her fingers into me. My mouth watered and I wanted a taste.

  The familiar rise of heat spread from inside me across my stomach, down my legs, and curled my toes.

  Faster and faster her fingers pushed in, pulled out.

  Harder and harder her tongue pressed against me.

  Her tongue ran long licks from my ass up to the top of my pussy, and I gasped each time
her tongue left my folds.

  Instinctively, my hands found the top of her head and pushed her into me.

  Holding her to me.

  Jolts of ecstasy punctured through me.

  “Deeper.” My legs tightened against her, and my back arched until I thought it would break.

  “Deeper.” Reaching behind me, I gripped the bedpost with one hand while holding her in place with the other.

  “Fuck me.” I breathed and gyrated my hips in time to her rhythm until I screamed out her name.

  Lapping me up like water to a parched man, she kept her eyes on me until every drop had been consumed. Shifting up, she curled against me, even as I still vibrated from my orgasm. My breath was raspy, uneven, and my heart ran wild. I closed my eyes.

  “That was the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.” A deep voice cut through the room and I heard a hollow, slow clap.

  Sitting up quickly, I looked around. Gabriel had a smirk on his face and slowly stepped toward the bed as he clapped sarcastically.

  Eryn pulled the sheet up and caught Gabriel’s attention in the process. “Oh, please,” he snatched the sheet from her and tossed it to the floor, “it’s nothing I haven’t seen, or touched, or tasted before.” His laugh soured my stomach.

  “What are you doing here?” I asked, my arm instinctively reaching out to protect Eryn from him.

  “Tsk, tsk. Now that isn’t the question that needs to be asked, beautiful. The question is what are you doing here?” He ran his hand along my jaw pausing to push his thumb into my mouth. I jerked my head away. His eyes flashed with something that didn’t belong.

  “Gabriel, you don’t understand—“ I had to get him to see.

  “No. You don’t understand Mila.” I watched as his hand dropped to his crotch and he stroked his erection through his pants. “What you two have done, beside arouse me more than I care to admit, is break the one rule that exists between Guardians and their angels. Take them.”

  Four soldiers stepped forward. Two grabbed Eryn from the bed as she cried for help. Her naked body glistened in the afterglow of our time together. I dove, reaching for her, but I was held back.

  Gabriel stepped to her, slid his finger between her breasts, and brought it to his mouth. His eyes closed as he tasted her salty perspiration. “Delicious.”

  Tears streamed down her face and I knew one, or both of us, was dead.

  “I would,” Gabriel leaned over and whispered in my ear, “be willing to make a deal if you’re interested.”

  I jerked my face away.

  “Offer is always on the table, sweet Mila. Take her.”

  The remaining two soldiers jerked me from the bed and led me naked down the corridor to a room where they shackled me to the floor.

  * * *

  Click. Click. Click.

  Her stilettos echoed against the stone floor. I could picture the leather tight against her leg, stopping mid-thigh.

  Click. Click. Click.

  I stiffened and pulled against the ethereal chains that bound me to the floor. I knew they released her as quickly as they took her. Because she repented. I only found out after I’d made a deal with Gabriel. I could still taste him, bitter and thick at the back of my throat. The thought made my stomach recoil.

  Click.

  No doubt. She was coming for me. Again and again, she came for me and I for her.

  Click.

  My nipples hardened to a pinch and I drew in a sharp breath. I could smell her.

  Click.

  She stood outside my quarters, her hand pausing a moment.

  “Please come in,” I said too quietly before she knocked on my door.

  My breath caught in my throat as she entered, raven black hair pulled back, scarlet red lips that broke into a smile the moment her icy blue eyes met mine. A smile that was gone as quickly as it appeared.

  “Mila.” My name tumbled from her mouth dryly and I knew it was over. I knew she’d left me.

  The familiar throb between my thighs quickened as it always did whenever she said my name. I was unable to draw them together to ease the pressure.

  “Eryn.” I choked.

  Looking suddenly sad and vulnerable, Eryn sighed and cast her eyes to the floor. My body responded to her shifted gaze, I needed her to look at me, to see me as she once did.

  Her hand reached for me and grazed the curves of my naked body until her slender fingers circled my nipple.

  A small tear fell from my face. I knew the punishment, as did she.

  “I understand, you know.” She finally looked me in the eye and her expression softened. “I know what it means to be tempted by something that is wrong for me, something I shouldn’t want. But I also know what it feels to be contrite and pay penance for my sins. You know of no such thing.”

  Staring at the ceiling, I replied forcefully, “I am not sorry. He bends his rules for those He favors. I am, apparently not one of those. I will accept my punishment. I will look Him in the eye as His wrath descends upon me. He is a hypocrite. And so are you.”

  “Mila!” Eryn reprimanded. “All you would need to do is confess and ask for forgiveness.”

  “I will not ask for forgiveness. What you and I have need not be forgiven! I will not apologize for how I feel and my hearts breaks at your betrayal,” I lunged toward her, truying to make her listen. “ I hate that you felt as though you needed to pay penance for what we share. Your hypocrisy makes you weak.”

  The sting of her hand followed by the taste of her lips shocked me.

  My head jerked toward her as she pulled away and said, “But if you confessed and showed a desire to be forgiven, you could stay. We could be together.”

  I rolled my head back and laughed. “He would never allow that and you know it. He would never allow me to touch you. Kiss you. Make love to you.”

  Eryn looked away as a tear rolled down her alabaster skin. “But those things we shared can be no more. I am your Guardian and as such; I should have known better than to act on my feelings.”

  “You fucked Gabriel. He took you as his own.” I stated the fact I knew to be true. I didn’t need to ask.

  She broke the chains that held me and helped me dress while refusing eye contact. My wings were still painfully bent from the punishment I’d received days, weeks ago while He decided my fate. The pain had me wanting to stoop forward, but I refused to give the illusion that I was bowing to something I no longer believed in.

  I caught a side-glance at Eryn as she and three winged soldiers shuffled me down the corridor. The sight of her filled me with love, lust, and revulsion. Not long ago, she was in my bed, her lips full and swollen, her hair mussed. We spoke of love and longing.

  Then she was on her knees begging for forgiveness, tossing me aside with her morning prayer while I was beaten and shackled.

  Large metal doors gave way to a circular room. Of course, He wasn’t there. He’d sent Michael and Gabriel to sentence me. Raphael would have been my only saving grace but he was not there. Were I one to hope, his absence would have darkened it.

  Eryn sat against the wall while the soldiers pushed me to the middle of the room and dropped me to my knees. Immediately, I pulled myself to my feet. The action wasn’t lost on Gabriel and he smiled. Once again, my stomach clenched.

  “Mila. You’ve been brought here for sentencing. You’ve been found guilty of fornicating—“

  “Fucking.” I interrupted with a smile on my face.

  “Excuse me?” Michael asked.

  “Fucking. I was not fornicating. I was fucking. Licking. Sucking. And enjoying it.”

  “I assume then,” Michael rolled his eyes, “that we should skip the step where we ask if you would like to ask for forgiveness?”

  “You would assume correctly.”

  “You know,” Gabriel began as he circled me, his eyes devouring every inch of me, “when He decided to allow you entrance into Heaven, I wasn’t so sure you belonged here. It doesn’t seem you’ve changed much since your time
spent whoring on Earth.”

  “And it doesn’t seem like you’ve changed much since you last had your dick in my mouth.”

  “Touché.” He smiled then leaned in and whispered, “You have such a beautiful mouth.”

  “And you have such a small dick.” I replied and he slapped me hard across the cheek.

  Eryn gasped and Gabriel shot her a look to kill.

  “Get on with it.” I dared him to sentence me.

  “There are rules, Mila!” Gabriel slammed his fist on the table.

  I stared him down, refusing to back away. Hatred shone in his heavenly eyes, and the irony was not lost on me. His inner circle belonged in a Hell far worse than the one He created.

  “Fine. Eryn,” he smiled as he motioned to her, “please step forward.” Gabriel nodded once Eryn was next to me. His smile was wide and unnerving.

  Before I could react, one of his soldiers approached and sliced off her head with his sword. I fell to my knees beside her and screamed.

  Gabriel jumped to his feet and yelled, “Now you fall to your knees? You will never be forgiven!”

  A soldier grabbed each of my arms and spread them wide while a third sliced off my wings. The pain was blindingly unbearable and the last thing I remembered.

  TWO

  It was dark when I finally woke up. I was aware of the fact that, though barely covered with a sheet, I was naked. The temperature of the room wasn’t unbearable, but degrees higher than what I was used to. A thin sheen of sweat covered my body, barely holding the sheet in place.

  The searing pain that tore through me earlier subsided to a slow burn. I sat up, pulling the silken fabric high enough to cover my breasts. It took me a few minutes to adjust to the lack of light; even the shadows were camouflaged. Like a bullet, Eryn’s death flooded back to me.

  Her head, opened mouthed and wide-eyed, hit the floor and rolled away from my reach.