“Haha. Is there a way to get him in a bomb shelter that is warded for the souls?” Lailah asked.
“Yeah, and I’m sure he is just going to walk right into it because we asked really nice,” Christian added.
“We can gas the room he is in now. He won’t know what hit him,” Falcon offered. “Then he wakes up in the bomb shelter, we do what? Kill him there? Then what? Sounds like a pretty humane way to take care of him.”
Lailah physically shivered, “We sound like stone cold murders to me.”
Hunter laid a hand over hers, “Think about all those souls he has, even if they are contaminated now. At one point they deserved to be at peace, they didn’t deserve the fate they have now.”
“We don’t have anything on the property like what you need but it shouldn’t be too hard to build. But the wards we need are something only the Druids can do,” Falcon said, “You have any favors you want to call in with Eric and Fiona?”
Hunter grunted, “No, but maybe if we asked really nice.”
Christian burst out laughing and stood up. “Hey, good luck with that.” He slapped Hunter on the shoulder. “I’m going to go and let Dante know what is going on. I would rather deal with him than with the Druids.” Hunter was about to stop him when Christian Flashed away.
Hunter called him several names, making Lailah laugh. “It’s not that bad. Would you like me to do the asking?”
The thought of Lailah and Eric together infuriated Hunter even more. “Hell no.” Hunter snapped.
“Why do you say it like that?” Lailah asked.
“Because the thought of you with another man makes me want to commit murder that’s why,” Hunter said honestly.
Lailah stood up and climbed into Hunters lap, she cupped his face so she was looking into his eyes. Hunter lost himself in her deep green eyes like always. “I promise you are the only man I am thinking about. What do I have to do to prove it to you?”
Lailah was glowing slightly around the edges, and Hunter couldn’t help himself he bent down to nuzzle her just below her ear. “I don’t understand where this jealousy is coming from. I just want to take you and lock you away from the rest of the world. It doesn’t make any sense,” Hunter admitted.
Lailah twisted in his lap so Hunter had better access to Lailah’s neck and sighed in contentment. Her fingers wrapping around his skull, “I know you do, but I am meant to be here on the mortal plane.” One of her hands drifted down so she was holding his hand and she moved it so it was pressed against her chest. “Do you feel that?” Lailah pulled back so she was looking into Hunters eyes.
“Your heartbeat,” Hunter whispered and Lailah gave him one of her heart stopping smiles.
“My heartbeat,” Lailah confirmed. “I don’t think it really started beating until you came along, Hunter. It beats for you and only you.”
Those words seemed to break through all the jealousy and straight through to his soul.
Hunter slanted his lips against hers, needed to cement those words onto Lailah’s soul imprint them on both of them for all eternity.
“I don’t deserve you,” Hunter said after a moment. Pressing his forehead to Lailah’s he looked into her eyes again.
“Yes, you do,” Lailah confirmed. “And if I ever hear you say it again I’m going to kick your ass.” Lailah clutched the front of Hunters shirt and shook him for a moment. “Do you understand me? I never want to hear it again.”
Hunter laughed and buried his face in the crook of her neck, “Promise me,” Lailah said. “Or I will withhold sex.”
Hunter leaned back and gave her a hard look, “Oh, will you?” Hunter asked cocking one eyebrow up suggestively.
Lailah chewed on her bottom lip, “Yes I will. I need to know you are serious about this…” she pointed between the two of them. “You and me, because I am, I am dead serious. This—me and you? Means everything to me,” Lailah said, the world shining in her eyes.
Hunter knew if he hurt her it would gut him, Lailah had become his world. How did you tell someone they were your world and not sound like a total sap? How did he explain to Lailah she totally owned him? Without giving her the keys to destroy him?
“Lailah?” Hunter hesitated. “I—” The words got stuck in his throat, and she was looking at him with those eyes so full, of what? Was it love? Hunter told himself it was love and he let it fill him up, and he knew if she allowed him to he would suck her dry of it. And damn him, he was a selfish prick because he would take it and hoped he gave her enough of himself back.
Hunter saw it the moment Lailah realized Hunter couldn’t say the words and he saw her try to pull back and Hunters entire being howled with pain and resentment.
So instead Hunter gave her what he did have, he gave her his body. Hunter kissed her, pressing his lips to her. Hunter felt her hesitate at first but he wouldn’t allow Lailah to hold back, molding her lips to his until she was in the kiss as much as he was. Lailah had told him she wouldn’t let him regret this, she wouldn’t let him go, and dammit if he wouldn’t hold Lailah to each and every last word. That’s just the selfish kind of bastard Hunter was.
Standing from the table, Hunter clutched Lailah to him letting her wrap her legs around his waist he walked from the kitchen.
“Jeez, get a room,” Falcon said from the hallway.
Hunter grunted, “Where?”
Lailah giggled and hid her face in his neck.
Falcon swore and pointed to the stairs, “Third floor for god’s sake.”
Hunter headed in that direction, his lips moving back to Lailah’s. He molded her body to his, his hands everywhere at once, he couldn’t get close enough to her. And they couldn’t get into a room fast enough.
Hunter found a room and slammed the door behind them locking the door he walked over to the bed and laid her down. He stood and stripped.
“If you want to save any of your clothes I suggest you take them off now,” Hunter said.
Lailah nodded, her eyes filled with the passion Hunter knew reflected in his own. He didn’t trust himself to not rip her clothes to shreds so he just watched as she slowly peeled her clothes off.
Lailah climbed to her knees and pulled her t-shirt off. Hunter stood in front of her naked his breathing ragged, Lailah had never wanted anyone so much as she wanted Hunter. But she also didn’t want to rush their coupling and Hunter looked as if he wanted to fall on her like a man starving, so Lailah took a breath and slowed her movements.
Running her hands slowly down her body, she cupped her breasts still incased in the lace of her bra Lailah couldn’t stop a low moan from escaping as she did it. Then Lailah slowly pressed her hands against her ribs and pushed them down toward her stomach until she got to the waistband of her pants. Hunter was watching her with heavy lids, his breathing thick.
Lailah allowed her fingertips to slip into her the edges of her pants teasing Hunter she tugged at the waistline. Before pulling her fingers out and unbuttoning them and slowly oh so slowly tugged the zipper down. Once it was done Lailah went back to slowly inching the pants down over her hips taking her underwear with them. When she got to her knees Lailah sat back on her butt and kicked her pants off. Lailah lay in front of Hunter in just her bra, she arched up and reached back unclipping her bra, Lailah held the cups on her breast for just a moment before letting the garment fall off she pulled it free and let it fall to the floor.
Now Lailah lay naked and she opened her arms out for Hunter, the hesitation from before forgotten. Part of her hurt because Hunter was holding part of himself back from her but she couldn’t make him love her. Lailah was going to love him enough for the both of them. After all, she was an Angel, that had to count for something right?
“Gods you’re so beautiful,” Hunter said as he kneeled on the bed and crawled forward. He stopped to drop kisses on her ankles and then her knees. Hunter’s warm hands trailed a molten path up her legs, settling on her hips. Hunter stopped to pay homage at her belly button and Lailah arched up to meet his kisses and tongue
as it darted out to dip in and around her bellybutton.
Lailah had no idea her bellybutton could be an erogenous zone, and Lailah felt her world start to spin out of control, her fingers clutching at Hunters head she held him to her.
“So wonderful,” Lailah moaned winding one leg around one of his, she anchored herself to him. When Hunter moved to Lailah’s breasts she thought she was going to lose her mind from the sensations, and she sucked in her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming out his name as Hunter sucked in one nipple and flicked it with his tongue. The lightening bolt of passion zinged her from her nipple straight to her core and back again making her come off the bed, Lailah arched toward Hunter her body begging for more and he did it again. Lailah was practically humping his leg when Hunter released her nipple. Then he switched sides, and she was back to making incoherent sounds as Hunter massaged Lailah’s breast and went about flicking the hard nipple with his tongue before sucking the entire thing deep into his mouth almost to the point of pain.
Lailah couldn’t stop the sounds she made, half cry, half moan. Her entire upper body came off the bed as she reached for the climax just barely out of reach. She felt Hunter smile against her breast.
Then his hand was against her heated core, and a finger was sliding against her wetness.
“Gods, Lailah, you’re so wet. I love how wet you get for me,” Hunter said against her nipple before flicking it again with his tongue, giving it the same treatment as before. But this time, his fingers were doing horrible, wicked things to her sex and her brain wasn’t working because everything felt too good.
Hunter strummed her clit with his thumb as he circled her entrance with a finger, Lailah’s entire body was humming with desire and Hunter knew Lailah was so close.
“Are you ready to come for me, baby?” Hunter asked against Lailah’s breast. And looked up at her passion filled eyes. Lailah was biting her lip, to keep from screaming and looked so fucking hot Hunter wanted to blow himself just by how amazing Lailah looked, he had brought her to this state Hunter thought. And gods she looked fucking amazing.
“Then come for me,” Hunter demanded as he sucked one nipple into his mouth and plunged a finger deep into Lailah. He found the spot and made sure he hit it.
Lailah came off the bed, and it was only Hunter who kept Lailah from flying off into the stratosphere, Hunter anchored Lailah to the bed. With his hands, and his mouth.
“Hunter,” Lailah called out as Hunter moved up her body, Lailah scrambled for purchase her hands taking fistfuls of the sheets.
Hunter shook his head as he grabbed her hands, and wrapped them around his neck, “You only need to hold onto me.” Hunter breathed the words against her neck running kisses along her throat and biting Lailah’s earlobe.
Lailah was gasping for air, she moved against him. Hunter took one of her legs he pulled it up and placed it on his shoulder. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” Hunter asked as his hand came down to cup her sex. “What the smell of you does to me? I can’t think, all I want to do is drown in you.” Hunter growled as he pressed his hard cock against Lailah’s wet slit. Sliding himself over and over against her coating himself in her juices.
Then Hunter slowly fed himself into her, Lailah held her breath as he moved. Before Hunter was seated fully he pulled back and Lailah jerked and buried her fingernails in his ass.
“Don’t you dare.” Lailah grounded out between her teeth. Lailah tried to bring him back toward him.
Hunter smiled down at her, “Slow.” Hunter moaned releasing her leg he held himself above her. Lailah wrapped her legs around his waist.
“Hunter please,” Lailah begged.
“Hmm,” Hunter hummed and dropped a kiss on her nose. “We have all night?” Hunter said and dropped a kiss on her mouth. Lailah grabbed him by the sides of his head and tried to deepen the kiss, but Hunter pulled away and at the same time pulled out of her till just the tip remained inside of her.
Lailah slapped the side of the bed, “Hunter,” she panted. “I really don’t like this game.”
Hunter rotated his hips knowing he was playing with fire, the fire he was building in himself was about to burn out of control, and it wasn’t just going to burn him. Hunter dropped a couple more chaste kisses on Lailah’s lips his hips dipping into Lailah but not going all the way.
“Tell me what you want, sweetheart,” Hunter groaned.
Lailah’s eyes turned a brilliant shade of emerald green, “I want you to fuck me, and I want it right fucking now,” Lailah demanded.
Hunter gave her a heart stopping smile, “Oh is that so? What if I wanted to go slow?” Hunter asked slowly pressing into her and then slowly drawing himself out. He wanted to make love to her show her he could go slowly, make it last. But shit, it was fucking killing him.
Lailah slapped him on the back, “Go slow next time. Go deep and hard now,” Lailah begged.
Deep and hard sounded good. Hunter allowed for that. He slid in, going all the way, grinding himself against her until he was seated so deep he couldn’t go any further.
Lailah let out a moan, snapping all Hunters restrains, all his control. Her head fell back, mouth open and Hunter knew he was lost.
“Fuck, Lailah.” And Hunter was done. Hunter pulled all the way out then slammed into her without restraint several times. Leaning down to cover her body with his own as Lailah leaned up to meet each stroke.
“Yes, Hunter,” Lailah cried out, just as she came. Her entire body clamping around Hunter almost to the point of pain, Hunter stroked into her twice more before his climax rocketed through him. Throwing back his head he roared with his completion.
His entire body shuddered as he finished, and he let Lailah’s body twitch beneath him as her body released itself from her own climax. When it was done he rolled over and took her with him. He settled her on his chest.
“Sex with you is amazing,” Lailah finally said as she drew circles on his chest, with an index finger. Hunter’s only answer was a grunt.
“I thought when I went through the transition it would change,” Lailah said honestly. “That somehow it would become different. But it hasn’t.”
When Hunter didn’t say anything Lailah finally looked up at him, his eyes were closed so she pinched him, and he finally opened his eyes, “What do you want me to say?”
Lailah thought for a moment. “I don’t know. I thought once I became an Arch, maybe sex would be forbidden or something. But I don’t feel weird or like I shouldn’t be doing it with you.”
One side of Hunters mouth turned up, and she slapped him on the shoulder. “So you think because you are an Arch Angel you shouldn’t enjoy sex?” Hunter asked.
Lailah shrugged, “I don’t know what I’m supposed to think,” Lailah said honestly.
“I think if the Arch Angels, well any of the Angels for that matter knew what they were missing they wouldn’t have such a stick up their ass. Don’t you?” Hunter asked.
Hunter did have a point, “The way the other Angels look at me like I’m somebody special.”
Hunter squeezed her, “You are somebody special. And what happens behind our closed bedroom door isn’t anyone’s business. Don’t let anyone especially the other Arch’s tell you what you can and can’t do.”
He had a point, Lailah hugged him. “You are a very smart man. I knew I picked you for a reason.”
“Now get some sleep before I change my mind about letting you get some rest,” Hunter said.
Lailah pretended to agree. She wished it was that easy, but her mind wouldn’t slow down. But she allowed her breathing to even out and she pretended to be asleep when Hunter got up and left an hour later.
She used her enhanced hearing to listen in on him talking to Falcon on the plans they were making for the improvised bomb shelter. Hunter was going to eventually have to go to Eric and the Elemental Enforcers. She could make it easier on him but she didn’t want to step on his feet with Eric.
Lailah’s best course of act
ion would be to ask the other Arch’s if they had any way to help. She just doubted they would, but it never hurt to ask.
Chapter 10
“So now you come crawling back?” Zadkiel asked from his seat.
Lailah waved to him from where she had appeared at the bottom of the steps Lailah rolled her eyes and stomped up the steps. She wasn’t going to start the conversation from a subjugated position.
“Nice to see you, Zad.” Lailah gave him a nickname knowing it would irritate him. “I see you still have a stick up your ass,” Lailah said as she made it to the top of the steps.
Several of the other Arch’s sucked in a breath, “Ah, come on,” Lailah said and looked around at the others, “You can’t tell me this is the first time you’ve heard this type of language? Or is the first time someone has called Zad out?” Lailah asked crossing her arms over her chest.
“Lailah, did you ask for a conference just to be contrary and shocking?” Azrael asked.
Lailah turned to the Angel, “Glad you asked, Az, the mortal plane is in mortal danger. Are any of you going to step in to help?” Lailah asked looking around at the group.
“We don’t typically intervene in mortal issues,” Raphael said. “What type of mortal peril are you speaking of?”
“Well the Tribunal is playing God, and you, as Angels, should understand that action usually doesn’t end well. They have created a Reaper.” Several Arch’s made noises of disgust. Lailah nodded, “I know, right?” Lailah said dramatically. “Anyway…” she drew the word out. “They created this horrible thing, Reaper like individual, its eating souls. Holding them in its body. And anyway it has swallowed more souls then it can contain. Now it’s about to explode. And guess what’s going to happen then?” Lailah made a point to look around at each of the Arch’s.
“What of the souls?” Raphael asked.
Lailah pointed at him, “Good point, Raph, those poor souls have been contaminated. They are now black, so black they need to be dispersed. They can’t come to the Elysian Fields even if they were meant for here. Nor can they go to the Infernos they will go directly to Hell proper.”
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