Semiramis The Vessel

by Maya Daniels

  “Look at yourself,” he murmurs.

  I feel stupid looking at myself naked in the mirror with him standing behind me, so I keep looking at him, feeling my face burning like I’m a fucking shrinking violet or something. How stupid, but I can’t help it. After looking at him, nothing else can come even close. I’m well aware of my shortcomings in the looks department. He will have none of that. He shakes my head more firmly, frowning at me.

  “Look!” He forces me to turn my eyes and look at the scene in the mirror. The woman looking back at me is nothing I have seen before and a shiver runs up and down my spine. Her hair is glossy and disheveled from our wrestling earlier, her body has a flush to it from the raging hormones but the eyes swirl with emotions. They look hungry, feral. She looks like a wild woman. This can’t possibly be me.

  7

  Lucifer…

  Having her naked body pressed to mine makes me want to howl, throw her down and rut like an animal, but the uncertainty I see in her eyes feels like a sword stuck in my chest. She is such a strong, brave and loyal creature that it is easy to forget she has doubts and fears. Unto my last breath I shall make it my mission to remind her just what a beautiful creature she is.

  “Do you see yourself, Alexia? Do you see how beautiful you are? You take my breath away and make me feel like a mere mortal.” She lifts her eyes to mine, and after a moment looks back at herself again.

  The woman in my arms is taller than the average human female. She is willowy with beautifully shaped legs that hold slightly curved hips. All the training we have done has made her flat belly ripple slightly, making her waist small enough that I can grab her one-handed. The narrow ribcage leads to beautiful perky breasts jutting out with dark nipples begging for my mouth. Her long, elegant, swan-like neck makes her look graceful and my lips long for the feel of her skin against them. Her pink lips are slightly parted, anticipating my next kiss, and her dark hair spills over her shoulders like a waterfall. She looks like an Amazon warrior, and my cock jumps and twitches between us from the sight of her. Grabbing one of her breasts with one hand and cupping her between her legs with the other, I growl and her eyes snap to mine again. Her face is flushed and her cheeks are red, which tells me she feels embarrassed looking at herself naked. This makes my chest swell. Possessiveness takes hold of me, and my words come out rougher than intended.

  “No one but me shall lay eyes on this from now on.”

  “You don’t own me, Lucifer. I will do as I please. Plus, I don’t walk around flaunting my naked body,” she snaps.

  I chuckle at her words. That sharp tongue of hers makes me even more determined to hear her moan and beg. Her eyes start changing from brown to blue and that tells me her emotions are running high. Her soul trapped in the ruby around my neck pulses like a heartbeat. I slide my hand under her knees and lift her to my chest.

  “Enough looking. Now I make you mine.”

  She stiffens in my arms and my steps falter.

  “Are you afraid of me, Alexia?” I look into her eyes and I feel like I can drown in their depths.

  “I don’t fear you, angel. I fear what you can do to my heart. Unfortunately for you and me both, my vagina is connected to it. They don’t operate as separate organs,” she says as if annoyed by this fact.

  “I shall not hurt you, Alexia.” I place a gentle kiss on her lips, making her breath catch. “I will not betray you. On that you have my word!”

  She looks into my eyes and I let her see the depth of my devotion to her. I don’t think it is possible for me to betray her or hurt her, even if I wanted to. Our lives were threaded together in a way that it would be like betraying or hurting myself. I see that now, and I hope she does, too. Slowly she nods her head, but still I see that she is not fully convinced. That makes my decision for me. No matter what, I shall give her more time. However, I will make sure when the time comes, she will always turn to me. She will always choose me. Right now, it will not be about me and what I want. It will be about her.

  Placing her gently on the bed, I start worshipping the goddess in my arms and leave no part of her un-kissed. Nipping at her collarbone, I slowly descend and take her nipple in my mouth, sucking gently, making her moan long and loud. Her hands tangle in my hair, holding me there—like I would want to be anywhere else. Moving my attention to her other nipple, I slide my hand down her belly and cup her core. She is so hot and wet that my moan is louder than hers. Parting her folds with my fingers, I glide them back and forth a couple of times before inserting one finger inside her. We both moan at this, her muscles gripping my finger like they want to pull me inside and keep me there. Circling her nub with my thumb, I pump my hand slowly, still sucking, licking and biting her nipples. She arches her back under me, almost throwing me off her.

  “Oh, sweet goddess. Lucifer, do something.” Her husky breathless voice makes me crazed.

  Taking a deep breath to keep myself under control, I insert one more finger. Her hips buck, chasing my hand with a silent scream. She is a vision like this, magnificent. This makes my chest swell, and a dark chuckle escapes my lips. I shall make sure I see her like this often.

  Sliding down her body, I lift her legs over my shoulders and start kissing up her inner thigh. She lifts herself on her elbows to look down at me, her eyes hungry and such a deep blue color that they remind me of a stormy sea. With my eyes locked on hers, I place my mouth on her nub and suckle. Her eyes roll back in her head and she drops down, grabbing her hair with one hand and grabbing mine with the other, holding me where she wants me. Her feet dig into my back and she starts riding my face while I lick, suck and probe her depths, drowning in the taste of her. My cock throbs where it is pressed against the bed, but I ignore it.

  “I need you inside me,” she moans the words like a plea, and I smile. “Please, Lucifer, I need…” the rest are moans and intangible words.

  I want to see her shatter in my arms, so I redouble my efforts. I keep sucking and licking, placing my fingers inside her, pumping them faster and harder until I feel her body starting to stiffen. I bite gently on her nub and suck hard. Her muscles clamp onto my fingers until I can’t move them an inch and her scream makes my insides vibrate. Her juices flood my mouth and I drink her in greedily while she shakes, breaking apart in front of my eyes and screaming my name. Her power blasts me unchecked, and the erotic feeling of it makes me roar her name. Like an adolescent fool, I come hard, my seed spilling on the sheets underneath me over and over again, making my whole body vibrate from the force of it. When she finally calms down, I lift my head to look at her. My heart stops beating and my chest feels tight from the emotions playing in her eyes before she closes them and passes out. I can’t blame her. This was a powerful energy bonding, and I didn’t even feel her wrapped around my cock. There will be time for that later; she needs her rest first. Shaking my head and chuckling at my own predicament, I crawl up her body and kiss her gently. She mumbles something but doesn’t wake. I look at the mess I made. This woman will be the death of me. I pull the sheets to the ground, lifting her gently, and grab the blanket from the end of the bed. Crawling behind her, I pull her to my chest, where she turns and nestles her face in my neck. It feels right, like nothing has ever felt before. A wonderful sense of wholeness fills my heart and with one deep breath, I wrap my arms around her and drift off to sleep. She is finally where she belongs, and the universe needs to help whoever tries to hurt her or take her away from me.

  8

  Alexia…

  Waking up in Lucifer’s arms makes my body stiffen, remembering the entire afternoon and night that he spent giving me one orgasm after another but asking nothing in return. If I tried to touch him he will only say, “this is for you now, so you never doubt what you are to me,” and he would distract me to the point that I couldn’t remember my own name.

  Pent-up emotions bubbled to the surface and took over both of us. There was no rational thought, only undeniable need and the result was me naked in his arms, pressed to
his chest while he holds me as if someone might take me away.

  Looking at his face, relaxed in sleep, I can’t help but admire him. He looks like every woman’s wet dream—a few men’s, too. If I have learned anything in my existence, it is that if something feels or looks like it’s too good to be true, that’s because it is. The thought makes my heart beat like a broken drum, erratically in my chest. No one can hurt your feelings unless you let them. They are your feelings, after all. With that, I harden my heart and as carefully as possible, I start wriggling out of his embrace.

  “Good morning to you, witch.” he mumbles sleepily, and I freeze, looking into his hooded eyes, seeing the smirk on his face. When was anything easy for me? I want to slap that smirk off his handsome face so bad my hands are itchy. “Going somewhere?” he asks.

  “I need to get up. If you forgot, we were supposed to get the potions this morning.” I frown at him like it’s his fault I overslept.

  Well, it is, when I think about it, and that pisses me off even more. Not for what he did, but for my inability to resist him.

  “We shall go tonight. We know where to go after we bring them here, so there is no reason to rush, is there?”

  “I doubt Tiamat is sitting idle, waiting on us to have sex, Lucifer,” I snap and start wriggling harder to get away from him. Yeah, it doesn’t work.

  “Theoretically we did not have sex,” he growls the words, his deep voice wrecking chaos to my body

  “No, we were debating climate change.” I roll my eyes and he chuckles.

  “I like this climate change debate very much,” he says, and I can’t stop the smile splitting my face. Damn him.

  His lips tickle the skin on my neck, where he places feather kisses. I need to get the hell out of this bed. No, scratch that. I need to get the hell out of this world to stay away from him.

  “Stop that. Let me go. I need to see if the others are pissed off, waiting on me to get my lazy ass out of bed.” I push on his chest, and he reluctantly releases my trapped body.

  I bolt out of bed like it’s full of nails, forgetting I’m butt naked until his harsh moan makes me turn around to look at him. His eyes are roaming my body from head to toe and all my blood rushes to my face. Geez! Blushing virgin much? Remi and Jezzinta would have a field day if they knew about this.

  Not trusting myself with the temptation of him naked in my bed, I grab whatever I can find and pull it on as I run out of the room. I’m followed by his booming laughter. I really, really want to go back and burn his ass, but that would mean I’d have to look at him again, so I run down the stairs and head for the kitchen. Coffee. I need lots and lots of coffee. Coffee will fix all my problems.

  “Oh, look! The 4 AM lady is up and running. We can stop being worried about her leaving without us,” Remi says cheerfully from her place at the table.

  When I look at her, she raises her eyebrow at me, daring me to open my mouth. She has a lot to say. I can feel it coming. Bravery, my friend, is for the stupid. So, what do I do? I head straight for the coffee pot, my entire focus on it, and keep my mouth shut. Yes, I know. I’m a coward and proud of it, too.

  Everyone else is here, eating breakfast, but I ignore them, even when the rest of them start snickering and giggling. I don’t doubt they heard everything last night, so, I’ll play stupid. Very mature, I know, but that’s me.

  Grabbing the biggest mug I can find with “Witches brew” written in fluorescent green letters on it, I fill it up to the brim. A groan escapes my lips as soon as the first taste of coffee hits my tongue. Closing my eyes, I breathe in the aroma of the dark roast and in less than a second, gulp down half of it. There is a feeling in my gut that I will need a hell of a lot more then this huge mug to deal with today.

  “Can we skip the groaning and moaning today, please? I think I suffered a trauma,” Jezzinta quips and the rest snicker again, with some coughing trying to cover it. I glare at them over the rim of my mug. This makes them laugh out loud.

  “Okay, keep it up and get it out of your system so we can get moving,” I snap.

  “You would think she’d be happy and relaxed after so many orgasms. No such luck, huh?” Faith says loud enough that I think you can hear her from the main road.

  I feel my face burning and I’m sure you can fry an egg on it. They burst out laughing again until Daisy quiets them. I give her a grateful smile that she returns but there is no mistaking the humor of the twinkle in her eyes.

  “Jez, open the ground so I can jump into it and not have to listen to all of your shit today, please,” I say sweetly. It doesn’t fool them; they still laugh. Will it be wrong to zap them with magick? I sigh. It probably would.

  As I’m debating this, the angel walks in and heads for the tea. After making his cup, he leans on the kitchen counter, pulling me to stand in front of him. Automatically, I look at everyone, and they all stare with huge smiles splitting their faces.

  “Okay, enough! This is not a circus, and I’m not a monkey.”

  “That’s debatable, Sap.”

  “Good point, Jez.” I can’t help but laugh at that, and I hear Lucifer’s laughter rumbling in his chest.

  “I messed up, guys, for not waking up early this morning, so I guess we’re leaving as soon as it gets dark.”

  “It’s no big deal, Alexia. We already have our destination figured out, thanks to Meda. That saved us some time, I’m sure.” Remi waves away my apology. I’m about to thank her, but her next words make me change my mind. “Plus, if I had to deal one more day with the tension between you two, I was going to strip you both naked and stand next to the bed watching, just to make sure it was over and done with.”

  I glare at her. Lucifer chuckles again and I elbow him in the stomach. It hurts my arm, but hearing his grunt, because he wasn’t expecting it, is very satisfying.

  “Luc, she’s very prickly this morning, my man. Maybe I should’ve talked to you about what human women like before letting you swim blind,” Philip says, his face serious, looking at Lucifer over my head.

  I feel Lucifer stiffen behind me, and I can’t help it. I burst out laughing and everyone else joins me. After a second, I feel him relax and start laughing, too.

  “Do not give me nicknames. The only human between us two, ‘my man,’” Lucifer makes quotes with his fingers (he learned this from Will and has been using it every chance he gets), looking at Philip with his eyes narrowed to slits, “is you. And I do not need lessons on how to please a woman, as I am sure you all heard... many times, through the night.” He finishes proudly. I was expecting cheerleaders to start jumping around and some old bald guy to come put a medal around his neck.

  “I’m going into the woods to meditate. I’ll let you all stay here and talk shit, since it’s like I’m not present anyway.” I start moving towards the outside door before I finish talking. “Alone, Lucifer. No one is going to steal me away from in front of the house,” I finish because I already felt him moving to follow me.

  I doubt it was me that convinced him to let me be for a while. Remi mumbled something I couldn’t hear, and he let me walk away, but I felt his gaze drilling holes in the back of my head. He can get over it! I need some ‘me’ time to figure out the storm brewing in my heart.

  9

  Lucifer…

  Watching Alexia’s retreating back makes the hairs on my neck stand up. I shall let her walk to the woods and I will follow shortly. I do not know what these emotions are that sit, churning in my stomach, making me feel as though if I take my eyes of her for even a moment, something is going to happen. I have never doubted myself, but the witch makes me doubt everything. Is it my protective nature trying to shield her from everything that is making me edgy? Or is there something I cannot yet see that is making me experience this fear?

  “Let her go, angel. She needs to sort herself out,” Remi says softly, and I only hear her because of my enhanced hearing.

  I want to ignore her and take one step to follow Alexia, but seeing Daisy shake h
er head slowly makes me stay where I am. Maybe they are correct. It’s not like Alexia is a helpless woman who needs me hovering over her. Her powers are getting stronger by the second. No, it is not because I feel protective. I need to be honest with myself. It is the fear that she will slip through my fingers as she has so many lifetimes before that has me fretting like a mere mortal. I am very glad no other entity, god or goddess is here to witness this. I care about the witches and the fairies… even the human. Somehow, they have all become part of my family, and that is a sobering thought. Alexia has changed me more than I anticipated. I like to think I am being nice to them all because she cares about them, but the simple truth is that they are an infectious lot, working their way into your heart. You cannot help but care for them after seeing their love and loyalty to each other, even the new additions to the group. Leaning back against the kitchen counter, I watch them talk quietly with each other and can’t help but smile. If anyone is worthy of having a peaceful and happy existence, it would be these souls here. They still manage to smile and laugh, even after everything the fates have thrown at them.

  “Soon things will be over and you shall not worry about Alexia or yourself any more.”

  I have no idea why I said that, but they all stop talking and solemnly look at me like I’m a gospel messenger. There is hope and reverence in their eyes, making my gut twist. I cannot promise anything to them, for not even I know what the fates have in store for us all.

  “I do not know what will come,” I clarify. “All I know is that I shall do my best to help make it so. I will protect Alexia with everything I am. I will do the same for you as well.”

  “We know, Lucifer. Thank you for being there for her, for all of us.” Remi nods her head.

  “Yeah, we’re grateful as well, angel,” Archie adds, and Will looks deep into my eyes for a moment before nodding, too.