If I could just figure out a way to write off the angel so that I could have my happily ever after reaping souls and exploring the surface.
“Last I knew, she was with you...”Valory said as she jumped off the bed, looking underneath the damn thing like Mercy had become a boogieman in the middle of the night.
“Well, she’s not a monster under the bed,sweetheart, so I’d suggest you actually use that little thing in your head called a brain, and think.”
Valory flashed me a glare that only made my cock throb more, before tossing her golden hair over her shoulder, giving me her back.
Which didn’t help matters at all, when the back of her dress ruched just above her plump ass, driving my vision down to the pronounced seam.
I stifled a moan as my demonic desires flourished at the sight, my brain cooking up images that were far too inappropriate at the moment.Images of me bending the blushing angel over this bed so I could watch my inappropriate cock disappear between said cheeks.
Focus, Endor!
Valory sauntered over to the window, her fingers slipping through the blinds to let in tiny slivers of light.
Against the sunlight, she glowed, golden and bright, like she had in my dream.I squeezed myself tightly, trying to quiet the overwhelming desire flooding my body at the moment.
Perhaps Ishouldhave taken Roche up on her offer before I’d made the descent on this trip.
Perhaps if I had given myself a good fuck, I wouldn’t be lusting after pain in the ass angels whose only directive is to make my life a living hell.Literally.
“Endor,” she called my name in a low, husky tone that did not help matters.
“What?’’I nipped.
“Come here,” she said, though she did not sound alarmed.
I did not want to come within ten feet of Valory at the moment, not with the sizeable erection I still couldn’t get rid of.
But the room itself was not that big, and unless I wanted to divulge the truth—which I would ratherdiea thousand deaths than admit my actual attraction due to the results of being tangled together with the angel in the first place.I approached her with caution, keeping my distance as best I could.Gingerly, I leaned my head over her shoulder, careful to keep my wild cock in line.
My shoulders and my body instantly softened as I set my gaze on Mercy, sitting at a small picnic table.She was sipping on what looked like a cup of coffee while smiling, kicking a ball back and forth with a couple of kids who looked to be no older than seven or eight.
Valory relaxed as well, leaning her head against me, which gave me an up close and personal whiff of her maddeningly angelic scent.
Funnel cake.Hot from the fryer.
Instinctively, the scent made me let out an impulsive groan, and I half expected the angel to make some quip or turn around and smack me.
But she didn’t.
Instead, she breathed deep, closing her eyes, the expanse of her neck on display as she let out a sigh of contentment that most certainly had my cock twitching once more.
A strange sort of warmth blossomed between us, one that didn’t feel like fire and brimstone, but that felt...cozy.
I swallowed harshly as my gaze fell over the exposed skin of her neck.
Biting and clawing were things that were certainly not new to me, being both a demon and someone who more than liked things rough.
But there was something about the smoothness of her unmarked neck, clean, untouched skin that called to the demon in me to do something I’d certainlyneverdone in all my years in Hell.
The desire to sink my fangs into Valory and spread my demonicvenom—the very toxins that made me what I was—was overwhelming.
The feeling itself was alarming, but the implications that came with it were also quite dangerous.
As far as I knew, there had never been abondbetween an angel and a demon, at least not ones that ended with eternal mate bonds, and there was no telling what wouldactuallyhappen if I did bite Valory and poisoned her blood with my demonic DNA.
Sex was one thing.Sharing my blood—with a creature of heaven—was something else altogether, and I knew I needed to tread lightly.
