Legends of the Damned: A Collection of Edgy Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance Novels

by Lindsey R. Loucks

  That would be my death.

  The light of Matias grew larger and flooded the world around me. I felt myself growing more faint, all the while, peering into the light for a sight of some form of hope. If Matias was busy channeling the source of the light, then surely there must have been someone else who could take time to bend down and see if I was all right.

  I had to believe that the entire world around me could not be reduced to shade, sadism, and hellish creatures. Whatever terrible forces that had infected those around me were surely limited…

  My prayers were answered, when a form appeared over my head.

  I couldn’t see exactly who it was, or what they were doing, but I felt the touch of their hand on my cheek, and knew peace. Whoever it was, they were here with the intention to help me. They felt like an old friend. Some source of energetic kindness that had no intentions but to offer support in my time of need. The feelings were strong, and felt feminine.

  I cycled through the strong women I had known through my life, thinking about each one with gratitude and love. Finally, the image of the woman approached my body close enough for me to see. The all penetrating light of Matias eased up for a moment, and I finally made out the face of a friend.

  It was Claire…

  The dream around me faded back into the noisy and overwhelming reality, but this time, the reality itself was substantial. The hellish components had faded back into their usual place, but Claire remained.

  “Roma…”

  “Roma…”

  As she spoke, the world around me became clear. Ambient noises grew louder, and then everything leveled out once more. The paramedics had come, and I was laid out on a stretcher outside of the car. With what consciousness I had available, I pushed the paramedic team away from my body.

  “I’m fine, really…” I muttered. “Just give me some space.”

  Claire began to move away, but my arm jetted out, and grabbed a hold of her.

  “You, stay,” I commanded.

  I offered her a smile. She was someone that I was happy to see, and I didn’t want her to disappear so quickly.

  “Are you okay?” she asked.

  I took a deep breath in, and nodded. I felt a bit out of it, but surprisingly, I seemed to be able to move everything.

  “She’s bruised more than usual,” one of the EMT’s replied. “but the car was hit in just the right spot. I can hardly believe that the two of them made out ok. Particularly given her circumstances.”

  “Circumstances?” Claire replied.

  “Handcuffed to the frame of the vehicle. She’s lucky she didn’t lose her hands,” the EMT replied, nodding over to a group of officers who were questioning Dale on his own stretcher.

  I looked over, to see Dale, that vile and hated man, and his eyes caught mine. I wanted to turn away, but there was no room in my heart for cowardice.

  Not after the way he had treated me.

  An officer shifted his weight to the side, and the eye contact broke. I turned my head toward Claire once more, and asked why she was there.

  “How did you know to come?”

  “Matias,” she replied.

  My eyes lit up at the sound of his name, and I looked around.

  “I thought he would be stuck at the police station.”

  “When you two disappeared, the police dropped the charges. Pretty obvious that a false kidnapping charge would come from a person who intended to carry out a kidnapping himself. Of course, it wouldn’t have been so obvious without the tip off that Matias gave to the police.”

  She paused, and shook her head as I stared at her in disbelief.

  “He knew where you were,” she continued. “Said you two were connected, and he could feel that you were in trouble. I was there. The officers had already questioned me, and my story correlated with the evidence that they had found at the scene at the Church. You were gone, and then the accident report came in… Needless to say, we rushed here as soon as possible.”

  Then she smiled.

  “Pretty hard to get here faster than the first responders, but we managed to figure it out.”

  I looked up to the side, toward Dale once more, and saw Matias closing in on Dale’s position. I was terrified, but I sat frozen, wondering if it would be as with all of the others. Dale was a man who had treated me as though he was possessed.

  Maybe, I thought, … if Matias kills him, he’ll turn into shadow and smoke, like all of the other demons.

  The thought horrified me, but the memories of our interactions just before the crash were clear in my mind. Dale had been an asshole, but that last experience of abuse was a whole new level of fucked up.

  “She…” I muttered, remembering what Dale had said before the crash.

  “What?” Claire replied, but before I could respond, there was crashing noise from where Dale was being treated.

  “Back off!” Dale cried, “It’s too late! You can’t stop it now, no matter what you try!”

  The crashing noise had come from the flipped over gurney. Tools went splayed out everywhere on the ground, and the officers that were nearby had pulled their guns on Dale. Things escalated quickly, and Dale pulled a scalpel out of a nearby EMT toolkit. Not having anyone to hold hostage but himself, he raised the scalpel to his own neck, and stared into my eyes.

  “It’s too late…!” he cackled, his eyes dancing wildly with the lights of the sirens. “It’s already done.”

  I gasped, and cried out, not wanting him to die. I realized in that terrible moment that there would be no shadowy release of the body into spirit.

  I was right.

  Dale slit his throat while staring into my eyes… and bled out in front of us all.

  Honestly, I don’t remember much of what happened after that.

  We ended up dismissing the police. Apart from severe psychological trauma, I wasn’t actually wounded. As soon as the suicide happened, Matias was at my side. He knew exactly how much of a problem it was going to be for me — even more than I did.

  When someone you are close with stares you in the eyes, and takes their own life, it feels more violent than you’d think. The splash damage goes out the minute the knife blade sinks in. I realized, in that moment, that Dale wasn’t just cutting his own throat. In a sense, he was slashing the throat of every person who had ever been close to him.

  Claire helped Matias and I find our way to a hotel. We stayed there while she stayed in a room across the hall. If I had been thinking clearly, I would have realized what she was doing, but I was a total mess. Matias and I sat together in the room, talking to one another throughout the early evening.

  I was no longer able to sit idly by and feel acted upon by this immense and dark strangeness that had woven its way into my life. I had to understand. Matias was patient, and responded to a few of my questions. Mostly though, he just held me while I wept and felt comforted.

  “Who’s doing all of this? I asked between sobs.

  “An angel named Lara,” he replied. “She descended down to earth and was seduced by these material forms. In the end, she was corrupted by her love for a mortal. Her lover died, as mortals tend to do. In consequence, she led a revolt in heaven, which is what ultimately placed me here with you.”

  “Why would that cause her to do all of this, and what do I have to do with it?” I asked.

  He was silent for a moment, and I realized that there were some answers that even an angel couldn’t possibly know. Suddenly, and once more, I felt incredibly selfish.

  “I’m sorry,” I offered.

  “No,” he replied. “You have done well. It is good for you to seek and understand. I have been on a quest to understand that same question myself. I swear to you, on my wings, on the Lord that I serve, I will find out.”

  Matias set a firm look on his face, and then stood up to leave.

  “I bid you goodnight,” he offered, with a solemn nod.

  I couldn’t help myself.

  My hands reached out to grab ahold
of his shirt. I pulled him in toward me, and then, we kissed.

  34

  Roma

  Let’s just say he ended up in the bath. I walked in, looking at him with a smile on my face. Seeing him luxuriate, after knowing how powerful he was gave me some sense of joy.

  I disrobed, and turned around to let him take a look at what he would be getting into.

  “I’ve not been with a woman before, in all of the time that I’ve been on earth,” he offered.

  I got down on my knees, and began to stroke his huge cock with my fingers and my tongue. He was warm and full, and entirely ready for me.

  “Sure looks like us women of earth have been missing out on a thing or two,” I returned.

  I leaned in to kiss him on the lips, and felt his hands as they caressed my breasts. After a few kisses, and smiles exchanged, I climbed into the bath with him, and then sank down to give his cock the worship that it deserved.

  He had been so kind to me. He had saved me from so much evil. I wanted to offer my mouth and my tongue as a means of showing him exactly how much he meant to me. I thought, at first that there was some reason why I should be conscious about everything, but I could feel a very bad girl rising up within me.

  A temptress who was in touch with her earthly sensuality. I was going to be for him what no other woman on earth had been able to do. Then and there, while I was rubbing the head of his cock around my lips, I vowed to let myself go completely this night. I would hold nothing back. From that point on, I became my own wildest sex dream, and acted without pause.

  My fingers sank into the bath, and I found his asshole with one hand first, and then my tongue. The probes were only experimental at first. I was more interested in his cock than in anything else, though I didn’t want his balls to miss out on the pleasure either.

  “You’re so thick,” I commented, laughing while rubbing his cock up and down. “I’ve been with a lot of men, and I haven’t had the pleasure of anyone as thick as you.

  I lifted his cock up and pressed up against his abdomen, then I pushed my tongue and nose in toward his asshole. I wanted to taste him completely. My tongue worshipped his prostate, and slid all the way up the underside of his cock.

  “My God!” he exclaimed, grasping ahold of the side of the side of the tub.

  I smiled.

  “Roma,” I returned. “It’s Roma.”

  I grinned once more, and then set to work again, slapping his cock up against my outstretched tongue. I took him entirely in my mouth, and felt the beauty of the hot water as it felt the same as the heat of his cock. Once more, he held his swollen balls up and allowed me access to his asshole.

  Then, I couldn’t help myself any longer. I leaned back, and masturbated in front of him. One hand worked my clit in slow circles, while experimentally penetrating myself with two fingers. The other fucked my asshole.

  I moaned for him, and showed him what he could have if only he was bold enough to take it. I knew that I was pushing boundaries, but watching him gasp with pleasure was too much fun.

  Without as much as a pause, I leaned forward once more and gave his cock another series of adoring licks. Then, I climbed out of the tub, and welcomed him to follow me.

  He was so hard, I could hang a towel on his cock, and it would stay there.

  “You look wonderful Matias,” I told him, grinning, and licking his chest.

  Of course, it didn’t take long for me to descend down toward his cock once more. I didn’t want to stay there, but seeing how strong he was, and imagining what it would feel like to be fucked by him, I couldn’t help but keep it hard.

  I leaned up and kissed him, and then the two of us moved onto the bed.

  He started off with a kiss, on top of me. No words were spoken. Only the urgent breathing, and open mouth prayers directed toward each other’s body

  He quickly moved down my body, and my legs spread wide for his access. I arched my back, and clung to the sheets as he ate me out. In spite of never being with a woman before, he was fantastic. His fingers modeled the way that I had masturbated for myself while he sucked on my clit.

  My feet were shaking in the air with nervous tremors, and my hands flailed about on the bed. He reached upward toward my lips, taking a break from my cunt, and I was treated to the full palate of my own arousal.

  His cock entered me, and the two of us stayed with one another, appreciating our first union with eager kisses, and softly moving hips.

  “Fuck me…” I demanded,

  That word alone set the beast lose within him. He leaned forward to put his arms on either side of my shoulders. I was unable to move, but I didn’t feel the need to do so anyways. His cock pounded into me, and my eyes rolled into the back of my head.

  Fifteen minutes in, and I was already begging for my sanity — beside myself with desire for this man who had just entered my life.

  As Matias bore into me, he stared eagerly into my eyes. My legs were lifted high up over my head, and he worked his hand intuitively on my clit while fucking me into the bed. Our lips rarely separated, and the love that we shared passed between us in waves of pleasure and intensity.

  The most intense thing about the way he made love was his muscles, but I managed to own him regardless. When I had a moment, I climbed on top of his face, and pushed my cunt down onto his mouth. I rode him like this for a minute, and then the threw me down onto the bed once more.

  Equality mixed with the pleasure of physicality.

  When the fervor slowed for a moment, he entered me once more. My leg curved up and I felt the sole of my feet caress that magnificent ass while he worked his body into mine once more.

  I saw something change inside of him then, and he pinned me down against the bed. My legs began to spasm as he pounded his cock into me. My entire spine shuddered and then he leaned back and pulled away.

  “Love me with your mouth once more,” he told me.

  He laid back with his legs spread to either side, and I buried my nose in his asshole and on his testicles. His cock, that glorious member that had given me so much joy already was still full and erect.

  I couldn’t believe how lucky I was.

  “You drive me wild with desire. I want your cum inside of me so badly…”

  My voice was harsh and lusty. He only leaned his head back in a moan of pleasure, giving me time to mount him and squat directly over his body.

  The slick lubrication of my arousal coated his cock, and dripped out from within me. I held my clit and bounced on top of him as he lay down on his back. He was my private tool of pleasure, and I felt myself working over him while he received every ounce of my adoration.

  Sweat covered every inch of our bodies, and the room began to smell like our love. I came for the first time after his cock popped out against me and fluid squirted up onto his chest.

  Without thinking at all, I pushed my body up onto him and licked my own juices off of his chest. Then, like a fiend, I worked my way down to his cock once more.

  “Just the top..” I moaned… “You still like that?”

  He nodded eagerly while I pressed my index finger down on the top of him. My worship of his body moved forward while he pushed his toes into my mouth, and then held his feet around my neck.

  “Almost there…?” I asked, slowing down and delicately taking the head of his cock around my chin. “You almost there… cause we wouldn’t want to waste a drop.”

  He looked like he was about to explode, but I watched as he prayed to the Lord for strength, and then found his resolve once more.

  I turned around and showed him my body once more. He could enter me from behind while staring into my asshole. He could watch his cock disappear repeatedly into my cunt.

  He was a fast learner, and when his thumb found my asshole, I moaned encouragingly. Next he spanked me. The slap on my ass was sharp and I cried out for more.

  “Fuck me like the warrior I know you are!” I screamed.

  Whether or not there were others in th
e hotel that could hear me, did not really matter. I was riding him now, and owning his body as he had owned mine before. I was going to pump that cock into me. I lost sight of the connection for a moment, and he kicked me off of him and back onto the bed.

  When I looked at him now, I saw the warrior that I had summoned. He was there for me in every way that I could have wanted. I laid out on the bed while he and I kissed one another. He may have needed a break, but he sure new how to keep a woman busy.

  Our lips touched with warmth and grace, and he pushed his cock into my ass.

  The head went in slowly first, and I gasped while feeling the fullness of his dick inside of me. His hips moved slow at first, and then when he was fully inside of me, he began to pump steadily into my core.

  I rolled over on top of him and took control once more, squatting down on his cock while massaging my clit with my fingers. Another orgasm rolled through me while he fucked me asshole. I leaned back, losing control of myself, and he pumped into me with violent abandon. My asshole was raw with the heat and pleasure of his attention, and I pulled off knowing exactly what would make this better for both of us.

  “Lube, my darling…”

  I went into the bathroom and found the complimentary sex lube that was offered at the hotel. With his cock slick now, he was free to fuck me with abandon. Back into my asshole he went. I held my knees and watched as he drove himself into me. His hand reached up to massage my clit for a moment. Then, in a savage move, he put me in a headlock while pounding my asshole clean.

  We washed off, and I gave him head once more. The fact that he had been in every part of my body gave me such an intense level of pleasure, I could hardly think straight. I was drunk on love and all I wanted was to find a way to drink the sweet cum from his body.

  My tongue found his asshole again, while I worked his cock into a lather with the combination of my mouth and hands.

  “For a first time, I hope this is everything you thought it could be,” I offered in between a mouthful of cock.

  “I had no idea you were so passionate. You love every part of me, and we share so much…”