As I rested my head on Gabriel’s chest, I sighed and tried to go to sleep.
And tried.
And tried.
"Lil?" he whispered a while later. "Want me to try to take your mind off of things?"
My heart wasn't in it, but it was better than lying there deep in my sorrows all night. "I guess," I replied.
We didn't want to disturb Michael beside us, who was still emitting soft snores. Gabriel shifted carefully out from under me and pressed his lips to my neck. That was good. I didn't want the emotional connection of kisses.
"Fast and dirty," I whispered.
He looked up at me in surprise but then nodded. Rising higher, he pushed his boxers down, then yanked up my nightgown. I shimmied out of my panties and seconds later, Gabriel slipped into me, filling me fast. He pressed deep, and I sighed as my mind and body focused on the feeling of him inside me instead of the pit of despair I'd been circling.
Michael snorted and rolled over, and we froze. He'd been exhausted. I didn't want to exclude him, but he needed to rest.
Gabriel moved slowly until we were sure Michael was out cold, then hiked my legs up over his arms. The angle was exquisite, and I nearly cried out as Gabe found his pace. He angled his hips so that his head plowed into my g-spot, then slid further in with every thrust. He brought me closer and closer to my peak with every powerful thrust. I bit my tongue as the urge to scream tried to break through. My pleasure was almost too strong.
Gabriel balanced himself on one arm and put his hand over my mouth with the other. Lowering himself a bit to clutch my shoulder as he thrust.
As my orgasm washed over me, I couldn't help a few involuntary cries, but his hand absorbed most of them.
I pushed at his chest until he paused letting me catch my breath. He pulled out and stood at the side of the bed, waiting quietly for my next command. I stood beside him and pointed to the bed. "Lay down," I whispered.
He grinned and carefully positioned himself so I could climb onto him.
Sinking down onto his hard dick sent jolts of pleasure up my abdomen. I placed my hands on his chest, adjusting myself so I could rock back and forth, controlling how deep and fast we were going.
Another orgasm built, a little slower this time, but also more relaxing. The first had been hard and intense. I rode this one out as I moved, letting it wash over my body like a warm bath, relaxing me and releasing hormones that would help me get through the night.
I kept going, enjoying the pleasure of Gabriel’s dick until he found his release. He grunted, then grasped my hips to keep me still. With two sharp thrusts, he pushed in deep and sucked in harsh breaths through his nose.
When I was sure he was done, I climbed off and went to the bathroom for a quick cleanup. Slipping my panties on and letting my gown drop, I found my place on the bed between Michael and Gabriel, with my head on Gabriel’s chest.
2
Michael was asleep on one side and Gabriel on the other. I didn't move out of fear of waking either of them and soon I drifted off.
Lucifer woke all of us sometime later. "Get up," he said. "It's time to think about a spell."
Michael wiped his eyes groggily. "Easier said than done," he said. His voice croaked with sleep.
"Yeah, usually only Raphael has access to relics like that," Gabriel said. I hadn't moved from my spot-on Gabriel’s chest and enjoyed the rumble of his words in my ear.
"Ariel is the blood of the two most powerful Fallen in creation," Lucifer said. "There must be a blood spell we can use."
"Those witches don't like helping us," Michael said. The bed creaked and shifted, as he moved to get up. With a sigh, I rolled over and sat up. "I'm taking a shower," Michael said and headed for our bathroom.
Lucifer raised his eyebrow at his friend but didn't comment. Michael knew our home was his, always. Luc turned his gaze to Gabriel. "Come downstairs when you're cleaned up, too. I'll make you both something to eat."
He sent me a look I couldn't decipher and went downstairs. Gabriel sighed and pulled me closer. "How's he been?"
"Pretty bad," I admitted. "He's harsh. I think his power is causing him to feel moments of extreme rage."
Gabriel rubbed my back idly. "He's right. We need to go to more extreme measures. I'm not sure Raphael is in this realm anymore."
I turned my head looking at him in confusion. "What do you mean? He can't get into Abaddon, and you would've been able to find him easily in heaven, right?"
