Her Deadly Angels by Ginna Moran
Chapter 25
Eternal Bond
MICAH
SAY SOMETHING EROTIC. Something unexpected. Raven needs something to get her attention away from the gates of Hell I hold open with my mind.
The thoughts tumble through my head over and over again.
I need to do something. The silence sinks into my skin, unnerving me. I feel like I’m failing her by not keeping her attention and instead letting it wander to the dozen scenarios I know flit through her mind. I can hear bits and pieces of her thoughts, and I need to change them. She should trust that Kase, Dante, and Andre can take care of themselves and let me learn how to take care of her like they do.
“Why don’t you come over here and straddle my face. I’d enjoy performing cunnilingus on you,” I say, licking my lips, my body awakening at the thought. “I want to discover if your labia tastes as Dante describes.”
Damn. Raven’s expression morphs from concern to shock.
I messed up.
I just wish for my mouth get on board to speak the vulgar terms she favors.
Jerking his head back, Elias howls a laugh hard enough to make him cough. He wheezes and clutches his chest, his face reddening from the effort. Annoyance rushes through me, and I curl my fingers into fists, preparing to punch the loveseat he sprawls out on to send him flying backward.
Raven raises her palm at me, moving from his side to mine. “That’s really tempting. A bit clinical sounding, but tempting.”
“Shit, Micah. Your attempt to talk dirty will be the literal death of me.” Elias gets up and surprises me by plopping down on my other side. He bumps his knuckles into my shoulder, still grinning in amusement. “This is gonna be weird as fuck, but I have a strong need of self-preservation. Let me teach you.”
Raven whips her head, sweeping her black tresses around. “Don’t you dare. It’s my job to corrupt Micah.”
“We can’t have a pity corruption on you. Make him earn it.” Elias chuckles again and leans in close. “Repeat after me.”
I turn and glance into his eyes, testing my ability to get into his head to listen to his thoughts. He’s open enough toward me that I don’t have to pry my way in. It could also be because he’s Raven’s soulmate, and their connection and our past life—one I don’t want to think about—aids the new bond we share with Raven tying us back together where time and life had torn us apart.
“You can just think the words,” I say into his mind, smirking at his reaction. “Don’t worry. I don’t listen to your thoughts. Just now.”
Elias closes his eyes like he thinks he needs to concentrate. “This is fucking weird. God, what do I think? What would make Raven cream? If she likes it from him, then she might like it from me.”
It’s my turn to laugh.
Raven groans and climbs onto my lap, straddling me with one of her knees between Elias’s leg and mine. “This is too weird. Knock it off and kiss me instead.”
“Go on. Kiss her and get her worked up a bit. Make her forget that I’m coaching you,” Elias thinks to me.
I lift my eyebrow and do what he says, giving in to Raven’s request. She hugs her arms around my neck, deepening our kiss until I give her what she craves and slip my tongue across hers. Easing away, she bites her lip with a smile, turning her attention to Elias.
“Do you want to kiss him too?” I ask, studying the desire crossing her face.
“Damn, look at you. You don’t need my help after all,” he thinks, stretching closer to pinch Raven’s chin between his fingers.
She hums in agreement and brushes her pouty mouth to his. I thought I’d be more jealous, but I’m far from it. It only makes me crave more of Raven. I’ve always learned from watching and listening to mortals, and seeing how beautiful and sensual Raven is wrapped in Elias’s arms does something strange to me.
“Tell her you’re going to kiss her throat, and then ask her how it feels,” Elias thinks, kissing Raven passionately with her on my lap.
“I want to taste more of you,” I say out loud, shifting Raven’s hair from her neck.
She grips the front of my shirt in her fingers and bends her neck, exposing her supple skin to me. I pull her closer by her hips, wanting her to feel what she does to my body. The pressure of her weight makes my testicles clench in anticipation, the ache sinking into my core.
“Not testicles,” Elias thinks. “Too proper. And tell her what she does to you. Describe what you want to do. Make it dirty. Tell her you want to lick her pussy and won’t stop until she squirts all over you.”
I groan at his words, the thought of experiencing Raven in such a way consuming me. “Raven,” I say, licking her throat before kissing the exposed spot on her shoulder. “Look what you do to me.” Grabbing her wrist, I guide her hand lower until she continues on her own and strokes my bulging hard-on. “You make me so hard.”
“Let him find out what he does to you,” Elias murmurs, sucking Raven’s bottom lip. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you, darlin’?”
Raven bobs her head and straightens her body, stretching up on her knees. “Only if it’s okay with both of you.”
“Fuck yeah, I’m good,” Elias says, eyeing me.
“Only if you tell me you want this.” I trace my finger along her bare thigh, her dress hiking up.
She shifts, spreading her body wider. I tilt my head for a view of her sexy underwear. I wonder who she chose them for. For Kase or Dante, or maybe Andre.
“I wear them for all of you,” she responds, hearing my thoughts. I realize now that I’m open to her.
“I want them off you,” I murmur out loud, sliding my fingers into the string of lace over her hip, tracing my way down, enjoying the smooth, softness of her skin. She’s completely smooth and utterly wet, the warmth of her body dampening my fingers.
“She’s so fucking sexy, isn’t she, Micah?” Elias asks, grabbing the hem of her dress.
Raven raises her arms and lets him tug it off of her, showing off her sheer bra that matches her G-string, her nipples like perfect peachy-pink pebbles I want to strum with my thumb. She grazes her fingers over her breasts like she hears my desire. Elias tugs the strap of her bra down and kisses her shoulder.
I lean in and lick between her cleavage. “Her tits are impeccable. Delicious. Think I should work my way down?”
“Hell yeah.” Elias slides his arm around her waist, tugging her off me and resting her against him. “You want her pussy, don’t you? You’re going to eat her out until her legs quake, aren’t you?”
“And then you’ll have your turn,” I muse, shifting to kneel between Raven’s knees. I reach out and caress her cheek, loving how her sheer lingerie teases me. “Would you like that?”
She shivers and nods, goosebumps prickling over her skin. “I’d love it.”
“Damn straight, you will, darlin’,” Elias says, turning her head to caress his lips to hers. “You’ll cream yourself for the rest of eternity at even the tease of our tongues when we’re through with you. Tell her why, Micah. What are you a glutton for?”
“For you, Raven.” I bury my face into her cleavage again, nipping her skin. “I can’t get enough of you. No matter how much you give me, I’ll always want more. Your kisses, your touch.”
Unhooking her bra, Elias lets it fall forward, the simple act exciting me to the core. “What about her tits?”
I drink her in slowly, memorizing her body as she smiles at me in anticipation, a flicker of hellfire in her blue eyes, making it look as if the sun sets in her gaze. “That’s where I’m going to start. Your tits are ours.”
Elias flicks his fingers over her hard nipples, encouraging me to follow through. “Listen to her to learn what she likes,” he thinks to me. “Start soft and work up your pressure.”
I hum my agreement, remembering a time I forgot I missed when we were once brethren on the same path before he chose another. And now? We’re together again, bonding over the same soul that changed both of our eternities forever. It’s strange how he encourages and helps me through acts I’m unfamiliar with, but I know he does it for Raven. I’m well aware that she’s fragile compared to my devilish brawns and strength, and I don’t even know her boundaries or what she’d go for with me.
Raven rubs her fingers over my cropped hair, guiding me to her body. I glide my tongue over her nipple and suck it into my mouth, slowly and gently at first, working my way up until she moans and tightens her fingers to my shoulders.
“Now work down,” Elias thinks, sliding his hand over one of Raven’s breasts to roll her nipple between his fingers.
“Want more?” I murmur, licking a line down her stomach. Shifting, Elias holds one of her knees, spreading her body wider to accommodate for my broad shoulders.
“So badly. You’re just teasing me,” Raven says, squirming and panting on Elias’s lap. I imagine she feels so good grinding on his shaft. The thought shoots desire right to my groin.
“What else are you a glutton for, Micah?” Elias asks out loud, drawing his hand down Raven’s stomach.
“Her pussy. I can’t stop thinking about it. What it tastes like. How it feels. What I can do to make her scream my name.” I follow his gesture with my eyes, my throbbing erection pressing against my pants.
“Are you dripping in anticipation, darlin’?” Elias asks.
“Mmmhmm,” she moans. “See for yourself.”
I can’t stop from touching myself, the act of seeing Raven lift her hips up, allowing Elias to slip his hand into her panties...
“Damn,” I whisper, needing to see more. To experience more.
I bow forward and kiss her thigh, working my way up until I bite the waistband of her underwear and drag them down until I singe the fabric and rip them free. Raven gasps in pleasure, shifting her legs as Elias strokes his finger between her legs until he spreads the folds of her body open.
“Have you ever seen a clit, Micah? This is the magical button to get her to cum with your mouth,” Elias thinks to me. “You’ll learn what she likes really fucking quick if you listen to her.”
I don’t respond and dive right in, desperate to taste her and have her how I want. Raven releases the sexiest moan and digs her fingers into my shoulders, the bite of her nails feeling so good on my skin. I’ve never felt anything so soft against my tongue, so smooth and sugary. I know my desire for her and her soul enhances everything addicting about her, and I’ll never get enough. I’m addicted. Obsessed. Something more.
“Micah,” she whispers, her words breathy with her moan. “That feels so good.”
I smile and peek up at her, stroking my tongue up and down, keeping it flat and wide to get every inch of her. Elias watches me with intensity from over her shoulder, massaging his fingers into her breasts and playing with her nipples. She pants and squirms, her legs trembling, her sexy moans filling the air.
And then she tenses and cages my head between her legs. “Micah, fuck. Oh, fuck. Fuck. Micah!”
Her pleasure courses through me with her scream of ecstasy, and I watch her soul intensify, brightening under my touch. Elias grins and wags his brows, thinking about how impressed he is by how fast I got her off even with my lack of experience.
I wait for her to loosen her body. “Hold her still. I need to taste her again.”
Raven blocks me with her hand, her chest rising and falling. “I can’t be the only one getting off. You next.”
“And it’s my turn to make her cream,” Elias says, making her shiver.
I narrow my eyes, releasing a low growl. “No. I need more. I need to hear her say my name like that again.”
Elias chuckles. “Can’t argue with a damn devil.”
“But—fuck. Fine, just one more time,” Raven says, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. “And with you naked. Both of you.”
Elias shrugs his shoulders. “Oh-fucking-kay. Whatever you both want.”
I lock my fingers to my pants, popping the button and zipping them down. My erection throbs in anticipation. I can already imagine Raven’s fingers stroking the length of my shaft. It’s now that I realize it doesn’t have to be me or her. We can both get what we want. Snatching her from Elias, I flip her around to face him and drag her onto my face. She shrieks with surprise and moans as I unleash my wild nature, my devil façade breaking free. My tusks slide against her naked thighs, and she automatically grips onto them to brace herself. She doesn’t freak out like I expect, embracing my darkness with her light, unfazed by the shift in my body.
Elias sucks in a breath. “Whoa, what the—”
“Don’t you fucking say anything or you can leave. They can’t control it, and I don’t care. He’s my gluttonous devil. Mine.” Raven cuts Elias off, not letting him finish his comment about my sudden shift.
“No, not that. No shame here. But look,” Elias says, stealing my attention from Raven’s body before I can get started again. “Someone’s outside.”
“Fucking pervert angels,” Raven snaps.
I growl at her words, the vibration of my voice against her making her clench and intake a sharp breath of pleasure. As much as I want to continue, my rage and annoyance overtake me, and I lift her off me and set her on the couch. Fire courses through my veins at the bright light seeping in through the closed curtain. The bastards are closer than they should be, and they’re probably squirming in misery crossing our Hell boundaries like they are.
The floor quakes as I stomp across the living room and to the foyer, only glancing at Raven and Elias once as he helps her dress. I clench my fingers into fists, preparing to fight and knock Cassius and Zade back to the high heavens. I will never forgive them for taking my wings and denying me the one thing that would’ve stopped me from abandoning my grace—and now, I’ll be damned if they try to get within a dozen feet of Raven and her soul.
Unsheathing my Hell dagger, I yank the door open and charge forward. Cassius flies back out of my reach and launches into the air. Zade touches down in front of him protectively, his narrowed eyes focusing on Raven behind me. I can sense her in the doorway peeking out.
Zade surprises me and drops his flaming sword. “Micah, we’re not here to cause problems. We just want to talk.”
“Talk? You want to talk? After everything you did to me?” Fire escapes my mouth, and I torch the grass in front of him.
“Yes, please. We realize we’ve been going about all of this wrong.” Zade motions behind him at Cassius slowly shuffling closer.
“He’s right, Micah. And I’m sorry. I’m so incredibly sorry. I should’ve paid better attention to the signs. I shouldn’t have forsaken you like I had. But I was scared.” Cassius raises his hands, showing he is unarmed. “I couldn’t see what you see.”
I clench my jaw. “And now?”
“I’ve made a grave mistake. I let things go too far, and now I’ve lost not only you but Andre.” Cassius scrubs his hand through his beard, reminding me of Lucian from long ago. Though where Lucian’s eyes look like obsidian, Cassius’s glow purple like amethysts, reminding me of a winter sunset behind a stormy sky. “We’re devastated.”
Rage bursts through me, and I charge forward, smashing into Cassius. He doesn’t put up a fight or anything as I swing my hooved hand and clock him in the jaw. “You’re devastated, you selfish bastard?” I ask, raising my voice. “What about me? About Raven? You stole my wings!”
Cassius glows with his grace, his mere existence burning me. “And I regret it. You just—”
“Enough! I don’t want to hear it. Regret changes nothing. Apologies do nothing. I’ve claimed my throne in Hell, and it won’t be long until I tear those wings from your back and toss you in the pits myself.”
“Please, Micah. Listen to me. If you continue down this path, Heaven will be lost. I spent time reflecting on the situation and was given a moment to share a vision of Lucifer. What I saw...we can’t let it happen. It goes far beyond the prophesized nine kingdoms. Lucifer will not allow the seven sinners to rise, nor will he let the light of the brightest soul in existence to create Purgatory.” Cassius turns his gaze from me to Raven. She slides up beside me and nestles herself in the safety of my side. “You have to believe me. I will give you what you’ve been praying for.”
I frown, unsure if he is speaking to me or Raven. “You have nothing we want.”
Cassius crosses his arms over his broad chest, narrowing his eyes at me. “Not even Raven’s redemption? I can grant her the miracle...if she’s willing to help.”
Raven stiffens next to me. “You mean you can save my soul? I don’t understand. Lucian owns it until I complete my mission.”
“Things have changed,” Cassius says.
“You’re lying,” she argues.
I tighten my fingers around hers. “He can’t lie. If he says there is a way to redeem you, then there is a way.”
“How?” Raven steps forward but not out of my reach. “How the fuck can you redeem me?”
“You must get the original devils to fall by your hands, including Lucifer. Only then will Heaven bring you the peace you deserve.” Cassius tightens his jaw, flicking his gaze from mine to Raven’s. “I will assist you in any way I can.”
“And what of me? Andre?” I swivel and motion to Elias, hovering inside the house, clutching onto the doorframe. “Of Elias?”
“You will still be Hell’s keepers, but under Heaven’s guidance. It’ll be the true balance of the universe Hell’s brethren somehow think doesn’t exist.” Cassius extends his hand to Zade, drawing him closer. “We wouldn’t have to fight.”
“It sounds like you’d be in control,” Elias mutters, his voice raspy. “The same beings who think we are lost and forsaken.”
Cassius clasps his hands together. “It doesn’t have to be this way.” Turning his attention to Raven, he adds. “Please, Raven. You’ll have your soul and peace.”
“No. You can fuck off, you righteous bastard,” Raven snaps, surprising me.
Cassius brings his hand to his chest. “What?”
“You said you could redeem me if I destroyed the original devils, so no. I will not hurt Kase and Dante. I won’t do it. They’re mine.” Raven waves her hand. “So fuck off.”
“Raven—”
She grabs my dagger and rushes forward. “I said, leave!”
“This is the only way, Raven. It might be our only chance,” Cassius pleads.
“Go!” Raven yells, swinging her arm.
Cassius and Zade erupt in a burst of light, vanishing from in front of her. Spinning on her feet, she searches the sky above, but they’ve concealed themselves from us. They disappear like the cowards they are.
Raven groans and pulls at her black tresses. “The fuckers. How could they ask that of me?”
I press my lips together, my words lost to me.
“It’s fucking crazy, right?” she asks, speaking her thoughts out loud. “I could never do it. Not for him.”
I rub my chin, trying to still my racing heart. “But what about for you?”
She groans. “I don’t know, Micah. I fucking don’t know.”
