by L. A. Boruff
Paul stared at her as they stepped out of the building and headed back to Williams Tower. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
“I wish I was,” she murmured. “The only one who could tell us for sure if we’re on the right track is teaching Biblical Studies right now.”
They had their first real clue since everything began three weeks ago. Nova and her angels and demons had a real chance of finding Isaiah and stopping him before he ended the world as they all knew it. A sense of rightness filled Nova as she stepped into the building. This was what she was meant to do with her life. She had been where she'd always needed to be. Everything, right or wrong her father taught her about survival and the Bible would be what protected her now more than anything else.
A loud rumble pulled her from her thoughts as she was thrown into the wall beside her. The ground gave a heavy heave and shook harder than anything she’d ever experienced. The screams of those students in the building rang in her ears. They were too late. Deep down she knew it. Another seal had been broken.
Paul’s face appeared in front of her, pulling her up as the ceiling and bodies fell around her. He yelled at her, but she couldn’t understand anything he said while dragged her out into the open, away from the building. The ground continued to violently shake, opening up giant fissures, swallowing trees and benches. Facade from the buildings fell to the ground breaking into a million pieces.
The trees surrounding swayed to-and-fro, almost touching the ground as they bent with the waves of the earthquake. Nova clung to Paul and Michael, burying her face in their chests because she couldn't bear to see what happened next. Though they might have figured out who was responsible for bringing about the end of the world, they still had more work to do and this earthquake would only make it harder on them.
If they were going to save humanity, or what was left of it, they were going to have to find Isaiah and bring him to justice. When the shaking stopped, Lucifer, Matthew, Claec, Ryan, and Adamah were there with her. The screams of those trapped and the sobs of those frightened to death would haunt Nova forever.
The battle was just beginning though. She'd have to push aside all of her fears and worries and save humanity. If she was the chosen one, she'd don her shield and take up her sword. Humanity was counting on her, after all. Her name was Nova Blom, and she was and will always be the light in the darkness.
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Lilith: The First Omega
Omega Apocrypha
C.A. Storm
They called her Lilith. Cast out of Eden and sent to Earth as punishment for her sins, they expected her to die. She had other plans.
From among the other outcasts sent to Earth, she has brought together six of the most powerful, inhuman males for one purpose – to summon forth Ragnarök and turn the Earth into a new Dark Eden of her own design.
Heaven and Hell shall fall, Humanity shall be overthrown, and Lilith plans to rise as the Queen of Darkness.
But in order to rule, she must first submit, and that may be the most difficult task of all.
The Apocalypse is Coming…but only after Lilith does!
Author’s Note (Warnings)
This is not a romantic love story. This is a dark, twisted Omegaverse tale, which involves elements of power exchange, dubcon (dubious consent), violence against women, rough sex, unprotected sex, group sex, blasphemy, cursing, and the apocalypse. It also involves knots, Alphas and Omegas, primal eroticism, and finding power through submission.
None of these characters are heroes, none of them are redeemable, they are monsters who glory in their excesses; and they’re just fine with that!
Personally, I blame L. A. Boruff, Montana Ash & Addison Cain for inspiring this particular tale!
1
In the Beginning
When his rough, calloused hand slid up over her stomach to cup one of her breasts, Lilith arched her back against his broad chest, pressing into his talented touch. His large, nude body pressed into her, molding against the long, lean lines of her body as she felt the weight of his morning arousal swelling against her exposed backside.
He brushed cool lips against the nape of her neck, rocking his hips so his engorged cock slid along the cleft of her ass, while a strong hand on her hip tugged her back against him.
“Aloha kakahiaka, ku’uipo. Nou no ka ‘i’ini.”
His deep voice was raspy with desire, sparking an answering need within her.
Unfortunately, it was time for her to leave. Seriously, she really had to get going. Today was simply too important; she had waited too long for just this moment to finally happen.
Turning in his arms, Lilith slid her hands over the tattooed, bronzed flesh of his smooth, densely muscled chest until she could wrap her hands around his neck. Leaning into him, she bit back a moan at the delicious bite of pain still lingering between her thighs as she brushed her lips against his stubborn chin. His scent was intoxicating, the distinct smell of the ocean, mixed with the peppery, piney-earthy scent of the kava he adored.
“I should go, Kamo.” It may have come out more as a question than as a statement, which he sensed because he pounced upon that flicker of indecision like a shark scenting blood; which given his nature, was not the least bit surprising.
Throwing a brawny leg over hers, arms wrapping around her waist, Kamohoali’i trapped her against his muscular body. The raw heat of his cock nestled against her exposed sex as he engulfed her in his thick arms, and as it pulsed against her bare pussy, she felt an answering pulse inside her, as fresh arousal.
“Just once more, ku’uipo,” his breath was hot
against the slender column of her neck, his tongue sliding up along her carotid artery and sharply reminding her of the intense pleasures his tongue always brought her when he had his face buried between her legs. “Before you gotta go.”
Kamo worshipped a woman’s pussy the same way he lived his entire existence—ravenously. Yet, that was the least of his many, many other highly desirable physical qualities.
Feeling the familiar, languorous heat flare to life within her, Lilith didn’t resist as Kamo rolled over unto his back with her still trapped in his embrace. Splaying her palms across his chest, she pushed herself upright as she slid her legs to straddle his thick thighs.
With a wicked grin, she rotated her hips, letting his thick cock glide between the swollen folds of her sex. The slick flow of her arousal lubricated his throbbing, blood-engorged organ, while the flex of her inner thigh muscles drug a guttural groan from his chest as he bucked upwards, grinding that delicious cock hard against her heated pussy.
Dragging large, calloused hands up over the curve of her ass, Kamo’s fingers slid up over her slender ribcage, until his enormous palms engulfed her pert breasts. Leaning up, his abdomen flexing impressively, he caught a pink-tipped nipple between his lips, his wicked tongue lavishing the nipple to a hard nub, teasing her with sharp nips of his sharp, pointed teeth.
With a contented moan, Lilith wrapped her hands around the back of Kamo’s bald scalp, arching her back with hedonistic abandon as she pressed eagerly into his sensual assault, savoring the sensations as they washed over and through her body.
The feel of his hungry mouth devouring her breast, each tug of his lips, every nip of his teeth, made her gasp.
The flex of his thick, veiny cock as he drove it purposefully, eagerly against her, made her instinctively rock her hips to meet every rocking thrust of his hips.
The strength in his hands as he slid them worshipfully over her taut body, making her squirm as he unerringly stroked those spots that enflamed her.
“Fuck it,” Lilith muttered to the ceiling. “I can be fashionably late.”
Placing her hands against Kamo’s brawny shoulders, Lilith shoved the massive male backwards until he was sprawled prone on the bed.
Smirking up at her, Kamo raised his arms, biceps flexing and his pectoral muscles swelling impressively, as he tucked his hands behind his head, assuming the position. His eyes had
“I’m ready, ku’uipo,” Kamo’s flat-gray eyes were nearly solid black as his pupils expanded. Combined with the sharp, fang-filled grin on his face, even prone he resembled the predator that he was. “Use me as you will.”
Running her hands down over Kamo’s impressive torso, Lilith met his smirk with one of her own; a little less “fangy,” perhaps, but every bit as predatory as his was. Wrapping her slender fingers around his engorged cock, Lilith glided her hand along its length, appreciating the unique characteristics of his organ. Thicker at the base, where it rested above his fist-sized testicles, it gradually tapered upwards. Ridged with thick, pulsing veins, the flesh was silky smooth and blazing hot beneath her touch. Unlike many human males, there was no excess skin to form a protective hood over his glans, and even his glans was…deliciously different. There was no flare around the base of his glans, instead it tapered to a narrow point—a spear Kamo knew how to use all-too well.
“Do you want ‘em both, ku’uipo?” Kamo growled low and soft, his eyes intent on hers. His body was taut, tense, as he resisted the urge to thrust into her hand. Experience had taught him that she preferred to take complete control, and as long as he gave himself to her not-always-so-tender mercies, he would have no complaints.
She had trained him well; as she trained all her lovers.
“Tempting,” Lilith purred as she traced her nails teasingly over the tiny buds of his dark nipples, drawing a low groan from him that punctuated her words. Her eyelids grew heavy with desire as she remembered the times she had taken Kamo’s second cock. As a shark god, he could adopt certain characteristics of his shark nature even in human guise, and his ability to skillfully wield two cocks was one of the qualities she most appreciated. “But no, I’m afraid we must make this swift. A quickie, I believe they’re called nowadays.”
Kamo’s pout would have been adorable, even to Lilith, but she shrugged it away to focus on what she desired right now.
A hard, fast fuck.
Gripping his cock in a tight grasp, Lilith angled her hips and guided his tip to the entrance of her sex. Thighs flexing, she lifted herself until he was poised just so, then with a throaty sigh of pleasure, lowered herself down upon him, sheathing his cock within her welcoming heat.
Kamo threw his head back, his lips parting on a husky growl of pleasure as he was engulfed in the molten, silken depths of Lilith’s body. Her inner muscles gripped him tight, fluttering around his shaft as she slowly, but surely, took every throbbing inch of him inside her.
Splaying her hands on his pecs, Lilith braced herself as she tossed her head, sending her long, platinum blonde hair cascading around her lithe body. Digging her nails into Kamo’s dense muscles, she rotated her hips, using her knees for purchase as she pressed downwards until she could feel his pubic bone grinding against her clit.
Kamo’s chest heaved beneath her hands, his breathing quickly growing ragged as he clenched his hands behind his head. A deep, chuffing groan vibrated through him, his muscles already straining as he struggled to restrain his innate urges to claim and dominate, to take control.
Flexing her inner muscles, reminding him who was truly in control, Lilith waited until he opened his eyes, his gaze glassy with lust as he focused on her face.
“The things you do to me,” he growled, “The things I want to do to you.”
Lilith shook her head, gently patting his chest, as she demurred, “You know by now that I cannot, Kamo. It’s not in my nature to give up control. I could not, would not for my ‘husband,’ and I was cast out for that, demonized.”
“I would worship you, as you deserve,” Kamo exclaimed, his eyes intense, his features sharpening with feral intensity, “Let me show you how it can be, ku’uipo. Give up this plan of yours, come with me back to my kingdom, let me make you a queen!”
Lilith shook her head. “I cannot, Kamo. There are things I set in motion thousands of years before you were even born that are finally coming to fruition. I shall see them through ‘til the bitter end.”
Pressing a hand over his mouth, halting any further words, Lilith said softly, “Please, Kamo, let us just have these last moments together. Then, you must return to your kingdom with your siblings. Pele has already done her part, as have you all, and I do not wish to see any of you caught in what is to come…”
He nipped at her hand, but Lilith just laughed and shook her head once more. “No, Kamo. The time for talking is over. Just lay back, close your eyes, and give me control.”
When he relaxed beneath her hand, when he nodded his head slowly, reluctantly giving in to her wishes, Lilith leaned forward and pressed a tender kiss in the center of his chest, in the deep ridge between his swollen pectorals, in reward for his self-control.
“Good boy,” she murmured against his tangy, sweaty flesh, her lips curling in a small, teasing grin, before she rose up over him.
Lifting her hands, brushing her hair back over her shoulders so her breasts were on full display, Lilith grinned as Kamo’s eyes glazed over and focused on the creamy orbs. Cupping them, she began massaging her breasts, squeezing and stroking her slender fingers over her pale flesh, teasing her pink nipples until they were rosy peaks that had the beast of a male beneath her salivating.
She did so love to tease the beasts, but time was passing, and she really did have places to be.
Feeling his delicious cock pulsing inside of her, Lilith closed her eyes and lowered her hands from her breasts until once more they rested upon Kamo’s broad chest. Tuning out the rest of the world, letting everything mundane and pressing fall into the background, Lilith threw h
erself into the moment.
It was hard and fast. The sound of flesh meeting flesh, of grunts from him and soft moans from her filled the room. Beneath her, Kamo’s body rocked from the force of her thrusts, his tense body held perfectly still, muscles straining as he viciously held himself back.
Thankfully, Kamo could take a pounding. The god’s inhuman body was able to withstand Lilith’s rigorous and ruthless hungers, if only just barely. With humans, with mortals, she always had to hold back, be careful not to break their bones or snap them in half with her own inhuman strength.
Lilith was ancient, even by immortal standards, and with age came power. Amongst the immortals condemned to Earth, she was amongst the most powerful and most feared, her infamy spreading far and wide—even if most of what was said about her was little more than apocryphal heresy.
In comparison, Kamo and his siblings were young by immortal standards, barely two thousand years of age, although they had been forced to mature rapidly when they too had been chased from their homeland, before they had made the Hawaiian Islands their home.
Rotating her hips, ensuring that Kamo’s cock had the perfect angle to bring her maximum pleasure, Lilith’s breaths grew shallow, her soft moans growing louder, more desperate, as she chased the orgasmic release she needed to survive.
Her body shook as perspiration making her body gleam like polished ivory in the early morning light streaming through the penthouse windows overlooking Diamondhead and the Pacific beyond. The heavy winds tore through the open windows, bringing the light misting of the precipitation that gave Hawaii its famous rainbows, but they did little to cool her feverish flesh.
