Her Deadly Angels by Ginna Moran
Chapter 24
Long May He Reign
DANTE
I SOAR OVER the warehouse the hunters call home, circling to get a better view. There is only one way for me to get in, and even then, I’m sure they’ve shielded the place. Fury turns my vision red, and I adjust my prisoner in my arms, bringing the man up from his dangling place clinging to my leg.
“Please, don’t drop me,” he cries, his tear-stains satisfying to study, glistening on his cheeks.
“You mean, like this?” I toss the man away from me and savor his high-pitched scream as I let him freefall a dozen feet. I dive and catch him by the wrist, dislocating his shoulder in the process.
He hollers and sobs, praying to the Higher Power he turned his back on. “Please, I’ll do anything,” he says, blubbering with snot dripping from his nose.
“Fuck yeah, you will. You’re taking me to Raven. You better pray to me that she’s unharmed because I will inflict on you all the injuries she sustained because of you fuckers.” I hiss and flash my fangs, startling the man.
The fucker pisses himself right in my arms, setting me off even more. Don’t these damn hunters know to go to the bathroom before they enter suicide missions against Hell? Flipping him around, I face him outward and flip him upside down, hoping his piss drips onto his face like it did my boots.
He screams again, waving his arms. “Please! God, please!”
I descend, swinging him by his ankles, testing how strong his heart and body are against the fear I ignite in his wretched being. Dropping him to the grass, I land a few feet away and unsheathe my blade, taking a moment to peer around the empty property.
“Where did the fucking ghost take her?” I ask, stomping forward, revealing my devil façade.
The hunter cringes and freezes as I tower over him. “He was being summoned here. Preston arranged a new vessel for him if he’d help kidnap her. He agreed to do this in exchange for Elias’s soul.”
I holler in anger and shoot venom over his head, watching as it smolders the dry grass. I don’t need to know anymore to know the reason. The demon wanted Raven’s body for something, and by the lingering presence of Hell buzzing through the ground around me, I know it involves Lucian. The fucking bastard devil.
“Now please, just let me go,” the man pleads.
I will not show mercy to the man who helped get my pretty soul taken from me. I can think of hundreds of ways the demon could hurt Raven without killing her, and I know he would try to do every single one of them.
“No. The only place you’ll be going is to my kingdom in Hell. I will finish this later. Your soul is mine.” I aim my blade at him, aligning it with his stomach. I want his death to hurt.
“No!” he shouts.
The bang of a door closing shut steals my attention, and I stop short of gutting the man. He squeezes his eyes shut, crying and snotting, praying to the Higher Power. It takes everything in me to leave him, but I can always come back and finish him. Right now, I need to get to Raven. It’s been long enough already. If I could murder time for keeping me from her, I would. I’d show it exactly what it’s like to mess with the devil of envy.
I jog around the massive building and to the back, catching sight of Vincent leaving out a door and heading in another direction. His human façade barely hangs on to his skeletal body, his skin smoking and smoldering with...grace. I can sense the lingering presence of Heaven—of Andre. He wasn’t with his brethren when I left the hunters, going after Raven.
Taking flight to stop Vincent from hearing me, I soar toward him, my need for justice and revenge controlling me. Right now, grabbing this bastard is all I can think about. He’s the reason we might lose Raven. He’s the reason Hell might not get the chance to rise because of his deal with Elias. I can’t let him get away. I will cut him up inch-by-inch until he gives me Elias’s soul.
I flap my wings, pushing me forward. Vincent turns his head, peering behind him. I’m too fast and slash my blade at his back, cutting his jacket open to see his baked skin. Crashing into him, I knock him off his feet and we skid together over the sidewalk. He growls and thrashes, but he’s no match for me.
“Where is she?” I ask, my gruff voice echoing through the air. “What have you done with Raven?”
A leering smile crosses his face. “I killed her and sent her soul to Hell to be ravaged by Lucian.”
My eyes widen at his words, and I slam my blade down on his arm, severing it from his body. He howls as black blood sizzles across the pavement. Spitting my venom at the appendage, I disintegrate it into a pile of black slime.
Vincent wails and tries to scratch me with his claws. I spit venom in his face, melting the rest of his human flesh until I see his demon façade and...fuck. He wears Lucian’s mark, the pentagram etched with his molten power on Vincent’s skull. Slamming my dagger on his neck, I sever the bastard’s head and kick it several dozen feet. Rage consumes me, gripping me to my core. Betrayal runs hotter than the pits of Hell. Lucian made a deal with Vincent. And a powerful one.
I stab the demon over and over again, my muscles flexing and craving to destroy this fucker. Flames lick over Vincent’s body, fissuring the ground beneath him. The concrete splits open and the flames of Hell snatch his body away from me. The ground shakes under my boots, the scent of Hell engulfing me.
Shit.
I expand my wings and fly into the air, putting two dozen feet between me and the ground as it explodes wider and Vincent crawls back out, whole again, glowing with molten power. His eyes glow red and a smile crawls across his face. I clench my fingers into fists and prepare to send him to Hell again.
“You can’t destroy me! Lucian gave me control of the Earth Realm in exchange for sending Raven to Hell,” he hollers, gathering hellfire in his palms.
“The fuck I can’t!” I shout, dead-set on tearing him apart over and over again until he decides to remain in the bowels of Hell instead of facing me. And even then, I’ll hunt him down. I’ll show him Kase isn’t the only one capable of wrath.
Like the coward he is, Vincent throws power at me and spins, bolting away instead of fighting. I let him go. I need to find Raven’s body. I need to see the truth for myself before I open the gates of Hell and tear the fucking place down to get her back. I will not let Lucian get away with this bullshit. I won’t.
Tugging out my cellphone, I call Kase as I rush toward the door. If Vincent came through it, I can enter it. The hunters must’ve destroyed the protective shields to keep Hell out.
“You get our girl?” Kase asks, his voice growling through the line. “You better have fucking got her.”
My insides twist, and I hesitate.
Agony rolls through me. I can’t tell him. I can’t do it over the phone.
I run deeper into the building and fling open another door, catching the lingering scent of Hell.
“Dante, you fuckhead. Answer me. Now!” Kase roars.
I exhale a breath, my whole body buzzing.
And then I see her.
Raven rests in Andre’s arms, blood covering her, but she’s not dead.
“I got her. Get your ass here quick,” I finally respond to Kase. I disconnect the line without waiting for his response. Holding my arms out, I reach for Raven. “Give her here.”
Andre glowers and hugs Raven tighter, unfurling his featherless wings, seared by hellfire but as tough as ever, reminiscent of bat wings. His Hell façade peeks through, and he flares his nostrils, showing off his hellish features.
Raven flutters her eyes open, and Andre banishes his devil façade, not letting her see him. “Dante...” Her voice caresses my ears.
I ignore Andre’s warning glance and kneel beside them, touching her face. “Let’s get you home, pretty soul. I meet Andre’s gaze next. “You too, you awesome fucking bastard. I think we need to talk.”
Raven wiggles from Andre’s arms and onto my lap. Her big blue eyes sheen with tears. “You have no fucking idea.”
***
“Just look at that cock. It’s huge. Like a stacked set of soda cans.” I flick my fingers to Andre’s thigh. “I feel bad for you. Half of that thing will never get wet inside Raven. I thought I had it bad.”
Andre rubs the back of his neck. “Please stop. I can’t think about that.”
I cock my head, staring at his swinging dick in the mirror as he studies his naked body. Raven wanted to be in here, hugging and loving up on Andre, but I knew he needed time to get himself in control. I know how fucking horny she makes me, and damn. I can’t imagine what it’ll be like for Mr. Lust the second he finally sheds the rest of his heavenly thoughts.
“Why not? I love thinking about that sexy woman. All the time. I love her. How she licks her lips when she’s turned on. How her hands tighten stronger than you expect when she rubs one out for you. How fucking hot her snatch is and how she creams so much that she’ll glaze your damn face with her just as sugary sweetness. Elias’s essence infused her with fucking Heaven, and we get to have every part of it without all the other bullshit.” I adjust my junk while watching Andre grow even more. And damn. He’s lucky I have the perfect toy for him.
“Shut up!” he yells, fire licking across his skin. A deep growl escapes his mouth, and he unfurls his webbed wings, his features shifting. “My erection hurts. My testicles throb. I can’t stand this. It’s torture.”
I chuckle, striding across my room to my special He-Shelf, dedicated solely to my cock. Grabbing my mega stroker, I toss the ring-like contraption toward Andre. He catches it, furrowing his brows. I scoop up a bottle of my favorite lube next and shake it at him.
“This will do the trick, at least temporarily. Hurry up, though. Everyone’s waiting for you to get your shit together.” I slam the bottle of lube on the dresser. “Who knows? Maybe Raven will want to love up on all of us.”
Andre doesn’t even hesitate or wait for me to leave as he slathers on far too much lube, moaning before figuring out the toy.
I clap my hands once and laugh. “Damn. Look at you prep. I might allow you to try to convince Raven to spread those smooth, biteable ass cheeks of hers for you to see that monster slip inside her backdoor. But I’m getting her first.”
Andre waves his hand. “You’re going to get me first if you don’t leave.”
I howl in amusement and thrust the door open. “And make both Raven and Kase jealous? No fucking way. You’re on your own unless they invite you to join.”
Andre releases the loudest fucking moan—and I mean, Raven getting fucked by Kase’s horns and tail loud—and I shake my head and leave the door to my room wide open. This fucking house is going to turn into a constant orgy fest, and I’m here for it. I have enough toys to keep any extra cocks busy if Raven’s body is maxed out at cock-pacity.
“That son of a bastard!” Kase shouts, his voice shaking the chandelier over the entryway. “If he thinks we’re going to stand by and do nothing as he attempts to rise as the Higher Power, I’ll shove the bastard Vincent so far up Lucian’s ass that he’ll choke on him. This is what we abandoned Heaven for. I will not fucking allow him to change things now.”
“I won’t let that happen, Kase,” Raven says, her soft voice stirring my insides around in a good way. “You should’ve seen him with me. He’s not immune to my angel-kissed soul.”
“He was manipulating you.” Micah steps into view, leaning his back on the doorway.
“It didn’t feel like it,” she argues. “I just need more time. You all need to stop treating me like a fragile soul. I can face Lucian again. You can coach me how to make a devil fall like you have been with the angels.”
“No,” Micah and Kase say in unison.
“Seriously? Now’s the time to do something. I mean, Cassius and Zade are going to be on guard for a while, and Elias’s contract with Vincent was voided. Let me do this.” Raven stands and waltzes to Micah and places her hands on her hips. “Please. What can I do to convince you? Want me to bend over?”
Oh, that naughty fucking pretty soul. Spinning around, Raven hikes up her dress and bends over, stretching to touch her toes. Her smooth, lickable pussy lips show through the sheer fabric of her thong. Micah stiffens, his body flexing, and if Kase didn’t whip him across his burly chest with his tail, I’m fucking certain he’d have whipped his cock out and thrust it in. No foreplay or nothing. The fucking virgin bastard still has a lot to learn, and Raven’s going to learn real fast that Micah’s carnal innate nature is to consume to the point that everyone else gets nothing. He needs to learn restraint.
I yank him back and take his place, swinging my palm at her ass. If I didn’t grab her panties, she’d have fallen face-first on the tile. I hum, appreciating the silhouette of my handprint blossoming across that bubble butt of hers that I lean down and lick it to blow a cool breath over her skin.
“I’m so fucking jealous by how easy you’re making it for Micah. He hasn’t earned a dip into that sex pool between your legs yet. At least sit on his face first. Learn what it’s like to have the gluttonous bastard eat you out. I bet he’ll go for a week.” I grin at Micah and flick out my tongue between my index and middle finger. “Once you get one taste of the true angel lips, you won’t ever want to stop.”
Raven wags her finger at me. “Dante, enough. We have more important things—”
“You bent over first,” I tease.
Kase growls and he chucks an empty decorative vase at the wall, shattering it into sharp pieces. “I’m going to bend you both over and give you each a damn turn if you don’t chill out. I can’t stand here another moment and let Lucian believe he is the cocky, powerful dickhole he thinks he is. I need you to gear up. We’re going home.”
I raise my eyebrows. “You don’t think he was just fucking with Raven’s head to get his way?”
Red energy crackles over Kase’s skin. “I don’t give a damn. Maybe the fuckhead was right and we’re too far removed from Hell. We should’ve never been fucking bested by a demon, hunters, or the shitty saviors either.”
Ah fuck. Kase has already made up his mind. After all this time, I know him just as good as I know myself. He won’t stop going on about this until he can unleash his wrath where it belongs. But returning to the crappiest place I own? Damn it.
“Don’t be so hard on yourself, Kase,” Raven says, sauntering away from me. She holds open her arms and ends up embracing Kase’s moody ass instead of the other way around. “We’re all still figuring everything out. Most of this bullshit was unexpected. I mean, I got possessed by a ghost. I never in a million years expected that bullshit.”
“You forgot possessed by an angel too.” Andre’s voice sounds from behind me, and I swivel and peer over my shoulder at what will surely be Raven’s most exhausting devil. I should be jealous, insecure even, but something is different this time around with Andre than it was with Micah.
Raven graces Andre with a smile, but she doesn’t leave Kase, continuing to smother him with her affection until he lifts her up and buries his face between her perky tits. “That was fucking nuts. Can you still do that? Maybe we can use it to our advantage against Lucian.”
Kase eases his head out of her cleavage. “Fuck no. You’re not coming. There is only one way I’m allowing any of these bastards inside you, and it’s not through your soul.”
She tips her head back and laughs. “You’re crazy.”
Kase leans in and kisses her. “I just want to protect you. You’ve dealt with Lucian enough.”
I stroll to the two of them, wanting to feel Raven between our bodies like it was before she managed to bring these other bastards to their knees. Raven reaches behind her, running her fingers over my jaw, her touch awakening my body. “He’s right. Plus, Micah’s going to need help babysitting the jizz-master. Maybe together they’ll succeed to get it in your mouth.”
She groans. “I don’t want you guys to leave. Just stay. We can plan something for tomorrow.”
Andre clears his throat, drawing everyone’s attention. “I can’t wait until tomorrow. I need to claim my throne.”
Raven purses her lips. “It can’t wait even a day?”
“If I wait, I don’t know if I could fight for it. But for you? I’ll do anything. Lucian must pay.” Andre reveals his wings to Raven for a few seconds before concealing them. “I won’t sit around and let him do more damage. Kase is right. Lucian needs to be reminded of who he is, even if it’s me having to do it. I didn’t fall for nothing.”
Raven bobs her head. “You didn’t,” she repeats.
Kase shudders and transforms, not wasting another minute. “Let’s hurry the fuck up.” Turning to Raven, he brushes her hair from her shoulder and kisses the spot. “And be a good little angel-girl, will you? I don’t want you to fuck Elias to death by accident.”
She gasps a breathy laugh. “Kase!”
I grab Raven and toss her toward Micah. “You don’t have to worry about that. Micah’s got her.”
“And I don’t plan to let her go,” he says, hugging her in his arms. “You got that, heathen?”
She smiles. “I’m not letting go of any of you.” She waves her hand at Kase, Andre, and finally me. “I mean it.”
“You couldn’t even if you wanted to. I’ll have you in my favorite restraints soon enough.” I flick my tongue at her, watching her squirm.
“Okay, okay. Enough. Hurry up already.” She waves her hand at me. “Go the fuck to Hell.”
