Miller smiled. “Okay, Sadie. You should really let someone take a look at your head. You’re hurt.”
Sadie lifted her fingers, the ones that weren’t still gripped by Miller’s hand, and touched them to her head, bringing them away to gently rub the blood between them.
“Please let me take you to the hospital.”
“It will be fine …”
No sooner had she said it, her eyes rolled and Miller caught her before she hit the ground.
“Shit!”
Her slight frame felt weightless in his arms, but her petite body showed off some amazing curves, curves which seemed to mould perfectly to his chest.
Miller was reluctant to take her to the hospital, she had seemed terrified when he’d mentioned it, and after searching her - while she was still in his arms, averse to setting her down – he found no ID.
“Shit!” he mumbled again.
For a moment he debated calling it in to the main desk at the yard but she’d been as adamant about no police as much as she had about the hospital. He knew she was hiding something. Maybe she was a Misper, or wanted for some crime, but somehow his instinct told him that wasn’t the case.
So Miller did the only option available. He took her home.
What a sight to open my eyes to. Willa had her lips wrapped around my cock, her little tongue teasing the slit as she made some sounds that should be illegal.
“Shit!” I hissed as I grabbed a fistful of her hair and started to direct her movements, needing more but scared to my very soul that I was going to burst inside her mouth without the chance of feeling her slick heat around me again.
She was so fucking beautiful, her large blue eyes still drowsy and her cheeks still flushed from sleep as my dick slid slowly in and out of her perfect mouth.
“That’s it, Seraph. Take me deeper.”
She released another little moan, the effect doing stupid things to the hardness of my already solid cock. Plunging deeper, she curled her fingers around the part of my shaft that she couldn’t fit in her mouth and her other hand came up to cup my balls, her fingers softly rolling them around the warmth of her palm.
Her demon had disappeared, as had mine. Her demonic character had surprised me, especially my own demon. She was the most breath-taking creature I’d ever laid my eyes on and taking her in that state had confirmed everything that had stormed my mind and heart for the past few days.
Pulling her head up, I tutted at her. “Too much, too soon. Get that cute little pussy on my cock.”
She smiled, her cheeks flushing with my words but she slowly kissed up the valley of my abs, planting a tiny kiss to each nipple before I grabbed her hair again and pulled her up to my face, slamming her mouth to mine. Another one of her soft groans had me feasting on her tongue, sucking it into my mouth for my taste buds to come alive with.
She became desperate, sliding her pussy up and down the length of my cock, my hardness rubbing her sensitive clit and bringing her to the edge. Reaching down between us, I lined up and on her next slide down, my dick glided inside her. She was so wet that I easily buried deep within her on the first drive.
We both groaned, the twist of our tongues muting the sound, and the clench of her cunt around my cock making me want to weep.
“Move, Seraph,” I whispered with a desperation that would have been embarrassing if I wasn’t losing my mind to her perfection.
She pushed off my chest with her hands, sitting astride me as she started to slide up and down my cock. Her tits bounced with every swift lift and plunge, my hands lifting to caress them greedily. The tips of her hair brushed my thighs when her head fell back and her mouth fell open as I rolled and pulled at her nipples.
Her head shook and her thighs trembled as her orgasm cruelly stayed out of reach but just on the edge enough to drive her crazy. I knew what she needed to tip her over but I clenched my jaw and waited for her to ask.
She stared down at me, begging me without words to help her over as her grinding became frantic, her nails digging into my thighs as she arched her back to push her breasts further into my touch, encouraging and pleading for more stimulation.
It was growing more difficult to hold back, my balls screaming at me to let go and it wasn’t long before I was trembling with need right alongside her.
“You know, Willa. You know what we both need.”
She frowned for a moment, her rhythm faltering but then she gasped when the tip of my cock slid over that little place inside her that made her skin glow.
In a swift move, her chest was squashed flat to my chest and her teeth sank into my neck. A roar of pleasure burst from me when she pierced my skin and her orgasm seized my cock in a fierce hold. Selfish to the end, I followed suit and sank deep into her vein, the liquid nectar blowing my mind as my climax mixed with the consuming pleasure.
Willa dropped to my chest, both of us fighting for breath as our minds tried to find reality. Propping her chin on me she looked up at me, her beautiful big eyes smiling tenderly. Brushing the wild strand of hair from her face, I ran my thumb across her lip, wiping my blood away. “I’m sorry I hurt you, Seraph.”
Her eyes filled with tears and she closed them but when they reopened the signs of her distress was gone. She rolled off me and curled into my side instead. “You didn’t hurt me,” she said quietly, “It was …”
Turning my body to face her, I couldn’t help but touch her, my fingers exploring the perfection of her face. She gazed at me, sorrow pouring from her. “It was what?” I pressed when she clammed up.
“Your father seems taken with Tabitha.”
I tensed, the mention of her name hurting me because it hurt Willa. “I wish I could tell you it wasn’t my baby.” I sighed. “But you have to know that I haven’t touched her …”
“I know!” she cut in quickly. “I know. Hell, we’ve only been together a short while. I understand it was from before me.”
My fingers slid into her hair, the softness calming the anguish curling in my gut. “I just wish I knew where this leaves us. Where we go from here.”
It was Willa’s choice what happened in our future but I couldn’t say I wasn’t terrified. I decided honesty was the best way to go, even if it was the thing that could tear her from me. “My father seems to think that Tabitha is my designated mate.”
Willa blinked, her throat making a funny noise before her eyes slid away from mine. Touching a finger to her chin, I directed her eyes back on mine. “But he’s wrong. He’s so very wrong.”
“But …” she hesitated and ran her lips over her teeth. “What if he isn’t wrong, Rax? What if Tabitha is it for you? She’s having your baby …” When her voice trailed off and she finished her sentence my heart broke for her, the pain inside me threatening to break my soul with it. “Something I am unable to give you now.”
“Oh, Seraph,” I whispered as I pulled her to me, the sound of her heartbreak the most torturous thing I had ever heard in my whole existence. Her tears burned my skin, her despair making my hatred for myself deepen. It hadn’t occurred to me that if I coupled with Willa she would never be able to bear my child. “I love you,” I whispered frenziedly into her hair as I prepared to let her go. She deserved someone who could give her what she wanted, what every woman wanted. I hated that our existence was cruel enough to only grant us one child. “I love you, Willa. I would walk the rest of my existence in purgatory for you to be happy, and I want you to be happy more than my life. You should … I’ll walk away. You deserve your dreams and …”
She looked up at me when I trailed off, unable to say the words that would set her free. Her nose glowed with her weeping, her long eyelashes holding onto the tears that weren’t able to free themselves but she looked more beautiful than I’d ever seen because right then she was honest and open enough to be in my arms allowing me to share her grief.
My heart dropped into my stomach when she moved away from me. I looked away, unable to watch the moment she walked away from me. However, when I felt her sl
ide over the top of me, once again straddling me, I stared up at her.
She was silent but her gaze was soft. I bit my tongue, waiting for her to say the words. Yet she took my hand and slid her fingers through mine, and then lifting our joined hands to the tight skin under her right breast, she flattened our hands and pressed against the beat of her heart.
My own heartbeat galloped when I felt the scorch of heat sear through our hands. She couldn’t be? Surely …
A sharp gasp rushed from me, my lungs winded as fire tore through me and incinerated every bit of oxygen in my system. My back arched with the intense agony that brought my heartbeat to a stop and forced tears to pour from me. I grappled around for Willa, fighting for her hands. She found me, gripping me tightly as her own back arched and she released a torturous scream. My heart felt like it was about to explode as the piece of her heart that she’d broken off slid through my soul and attached itself to my own, shocking it enough to start the beat once again.
We both fought for breath as the pain died and Willa slumped over me. I stilled, a shameful sob breaking from me. Willa snapped her head up, her eyes wide on me, horror or terror, I wasn’t sure which, forcing more tears from her eyes. “What is it? Are you okay?”
For the longest moment, I couldn’t move. “I ...” I couldn’t form the words, my mouth so dry that I struggled to get my tongue to function. “I can feel your heartbeat. It’s inside me. It’s … it’s like it’s encouraging my own, playing …” I grinned, a crazy chuckle slipping free. “It’s quite frisky.”
“Of course it is,” she whispered, her own smile mesmerising me as more plump tears rolled over her cheeks. “It’s happy.”
We both looked down at my chest, our eyes locking on the tiny black heart that was seared just beside my right nipple.
Excitement burst through me, and flinging my arms around Willa, I rolled us both over until she was underneath me, staring up at me. She was all mine, all of her.
She grinned up at me, her hand sliding into the side of my hair. “I love you,” she whispered, her plump lips brushing over mine. “My mate.”
I swore, as I slid into her depths again, I touched Utopia.
Rax’s chest didn’t make a good pillow. It was too hard and I grumbled when I poked it with my finger, attempting in vain to find a soft spot for my head.
Rax chuckled, his fingers drawing faintly down over my ribs. “You know, I could take offence to all your grumbling. I thought you liked my body.”
“Oh,” I scoffed, running my fingers down over his impressive muscles. “I do, so much, but you’re not good for the migraines.”
“You have another?” He twisted around until he was facing me, concern covering his face as my head plopped on to Rax’s pillow.
I gave him a small nod. “Yeah, but I’m okay.”
He regarded me with curious eyes. “I can’t feel it.”
I smiled. “Then I’m happy. I’m also hungry. Are you hungry?”
He tapped the tip of my nose, narrowing his eyes. “Don’t change the subject. You should really get checked out.”
I sighed, rolling over onto my back, staring at the small stain on Rax’s ceiling. “I’ve been, had all the checks, I’m fine. Just something I’m going to apparently suffer with, I’m afraid.”
“But we’re spiritual, we don’t suffer, Seraph.” He huffed. “I’ll make you an appointment with the doc in Gehenna.”
I pursed my lips. “I trust the doc in Empyrea. If she says there’s nothing wrong then there isn’t.”
“But you’ll be living here, it won’t hurt to …”
“Excuse me?”
We both tensed, Rax’s eyes growing a little too heated for my liking. “I said,” he drawled slowly, “it would be good for you to meet your new doctor anyway.”
I sat up, crossing my arms defensively over my chest. “May I ask his lord and master why he seems to think that’ll we’ll be making home in Gehenna?”
“Well …” He blinked at me. “All my friends are here. My family.”
“Oh, and mine will all pack up and hitch a ride down here, will they?”
Rax sighed, blowing out a breath. “Willa, I can’t live in Empyrea … it’s full of …” Catching the way my tongue slid over the inside of my cheek, he didn’t finish his sentence.
“Come on,” I pressed. “It’s full of what?”
He coughed slightly to clear his throat. “It’s full of angels, Willa. You know … pretty angels, angels that could take my attention away from you.”
I stared at him. And then I stared some more. “I’m sorry. What?”
He shrugged as though we were just discussing the damn weather. Holding his hands out in front of him he mimicked cupping some round objects. “Shit, Will. You’ve seen all those pretty little angels, their … breasts. They’re fucking amazing. What is it about angel boobs that …”
The pillow smacked him square in the face as I stomped across the room in search of my clothes.
My body was lifted off the floor as Rax’s arm grabbed my waist. Pulling me back on to the bed, he was laughing loudly. “Jesus, Seraph, chill. I’m just teasing.”
I pouted at him. “Well, I happen to think you make a shit comedian.”
He was rolling with laughter and I narrowed my eyes. “Besides.” I sniffed. “Now I’ve seen exactly how well-endowed demons are, maybe you’re right. Living down here could be fun.”
He shut up and scowled at me. “What?”
I smiled. “Well, we’re coupled now. I’ve snared you. What would a little fun with another demon hurt?”
My heart jumped when his face darkened. When his chin started to stretch I realised that maybe I hadn’t thought my teasing through very well.
“I’m just messing, baby. Calm down.”
I gulped when Rax’s demon made an appearance, his teeth bared as he growled at me. His long fingers slid slowly down my body as his eyes blazed with a dangerous glint. “This is untouchable to others but me,” he snarled.
Gasping when he grabbed between my legs, I pulled up my courage and smiled softly as I lifted my hand to his face. His skin was rough beneath my fingers but the handsome monster had me enthralled. “I’m all yours. All of me. My heart, my soul, my love, my needs; they’re all yours.”
His hand slid back up my body until he was embracing my throat. “Kiss me, mate.”
His growled order should have scared the shit out of me, instead I whimpered in need as I reached up and softly pressed my lips to his. It felt strange, but not in a bad way. His lips were soft but sort of drier, rougher.
His hand left my throat and snaked around my head, his grip softening as he kissed me with an adoration that took my breath away.
Pulling away I was relieved to find Rax back with me. “Welcome back,” I whispered.
“You shouldn’t goad him, Willa.”
I smiled, touching his lips with the tips of my fingers. “He won’t hurt me.”
He kissed the tip of my nose. “We’ll sort out living arrangements later, when it’s safer. I need food.”
I nodded eagerly. “Me too. What are you making me?”
He gawped at me. “What?”
“Food. What are you cooking? I’m starving.” My belly rumbled right on cue.
“But … I presumed you’d be the one cooking something for me.”
I laughed then, so hard that tears slid down my cheeks and I got a cramp in my side. “You’ve never tasted my cooking, right?” He shook his head. “I know, because you’re still breathing.” I added with another bout of laughter.
He stood staring at me in shock. “But …”
I stopped laughing and scowled at him. “You thought because we’re coupled that I’ll be the dutiful mate and cook?”
“Well, yeah. One of us has to.”
“If you don’t like long bouts on the loo, then it’s going to be you.”
“Aww hell,” he murmured. He seemed to ponder something for a moment then grinned at me with
a delight that had my eyes slipping over his head to see if a light bulb had appeared. “Cheese sandwich?”
I grinned and nodded. “Perfect!”
Pushing my plate to one side when I swallowed the last of my sandwich, I sat back and looked at Rax. Swallowing my nerves, I coughed to clear the lump in my throat. “There’s probably something I should have told you before we coupled.”
He stilled, looking at me with a probing stare. “What?”
Picking at the black nail varnish that was this week’s choice, I pulled in a breath. “Uhh well …”
“Seraph?”
“Well, we might not have a choice where we live.” He remained silent so I just blurted it out. “I’ll be the taking over The Almighty’s job.”
He didn’t say anything for a long time. I shifted nervously in my chair as I waited for him to run away.
“What? Um, I … I’m not sure I get you.”
“She came to visit me.”
Rax’s eyes grew so wide that I swore he was going to lose them in the glass of water he held in his trembling hand.
Reaching forwards, I took the glass from him and placed it on the table.
“She’s dying, and apparently I’m next in line to the throne, so to speak.”
Rax still remained in complete silence. He was making me nervous. My eyes wandered round his kitchen, taking in the sheer size of his apartment. Maybe if we did choose to live here I could get the hound I wanted.
“Do you have any idea what that means?” he finally managed.
I nodded. “Oh, yeah.”
“Jesus, Willa.”
“I’m sorry, I should have told you before we …” The words died in my throat when Rax quickly slipped his hand across the table and grabbed my hand.
“It doesn’t make the slightest difference to how I feel about you, but yeah, you should have told me.”
We both looked across the room when the air rippled and Dexter and Delilah appeared. I’d forgotten Rax shared his place with Dex and I swiftly pulled the t-shirt Rax had slipped over my head down to cover my thighs.
“Hey, kids.” Delilah smiled. Then her eyes fell to Rax’s bare chest. Her jaw dropped and her eyes popped wide when she spotted the tiny black heart. “Well, fuck me backwards on the table! My baby got coupled!”
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