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Dead at Lucifer's hands, Delilah receives a second chance from Death itself. Now, she has to attend Watcher Academy with fallen angels Sariel, Azazel, and Yeqon, under the watch of Archangel Michael. Together with Cain Adamson, they must stop the war between Heaven and Hell...
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For as long as I could remember, ever since we’d met, she’d always been my weakness, my blessing, and my curse.
I couldn’t have resisted her if I’d tried. Like a man in a dream, I joined her in bed. So did everyone else.
We barely fit on the small hotel mattress, but it didn’t matter. We moved around one another with ease, pulling her between us. Even Cain had no trouble fitting in, as strange as it might have seemed.
I was lucky enough to be able to pull her in my arms. As our bodies came into contact, my clothes vanished. She rubbed her bare breasts against my chest, moaning slightly. But even if passion burned underneath our skin, there was something careful and fragile about it, more tender than anything we’d shared in the past.
All of us were aware of the weight of this moment. When she’d extended her hand and had said ‘come to me’, she hadn’t just been offering her body. She’d offered her heart, soul, and future to us, knowing full well that we’d killed and betrayed her.
This woman, this wonderful woman... If I could spend every single second of my existence worshiping her, I would be happy. Distantly, I wondered how I’d ever thought I could be loyal to anything or anyone else. I was better at lying to myself than I’d thought.
We touched her gently, our hands roaming over every inch of pale, silken skin. She shivered, letting out small breathy gasps and rocking against us. I spread her legs a little wider, gaining better access to her wet folds. In response, Delilah started to wantonly rub her pussy against my cock, whimpering whenever my shaft touched her clit.
Sariel and Yeqon had decided to focus on her wings. They caressed each individual feather with both their fingers and their magic, making Delilah shudder between us. Cain was licking her spine, all the while clutching her waist in an almost desperate, if still gentle hold.
In the end, it was Michael who took things to the next level. He brushed his fingers over my neck, silently telling me what to do. I couldn’t bring myself to truly move away from Delilah, but I did give him enough room to maneuver.
Michael brushed his lips against Delilah’s in a barely there kiss. At the same time, he guided her body over mine. With a soft gasp, she followed his wordless suggestion and impaled herself on my cock.
Delilah was no innocent virgin, but there was something genuinely pure about her at that moment. Maybe it was just my perception, because this was a new beginning for us. But when I felt her body swallow me whole, it took everything in my power to not come on the spot. I had to hold her still, because if she had kept moving, I’d have completely embarrassed myself.
She whined in protest and squeezed her inner muscles around me. I groaned. “Delilah... Fuck, if you keep doing that—”
“Just do whatever you want,” she cut me off. “Take whatever you need. We belong to each other now.”
She sounded almost calm, although I knew she wasn’t. Her eyes were feverish with desire and she was shaking with the need to come. But some things went beyond sexuality.
Holding her gaze, I started to move, needing to be deeper inside her, as deep as I could go. The others gave me time to have her at my leisure. They kept touching and caressing her, but didn’t try to fuck her themselves.
My urgency faded into something more sedate. I still needed her just as badly, but I didn’t feel like I was about to blow my load any moment now. I hastened the pace a bit, all the while kissing and nibbling on every part of her I could reach.