Page 74 of The Angel's Kiss
I knew who Azazel was even before I knew his name or what he meant to me. I knew because of my visions. I saw some of his most glorious and horrific moments. I saw his vulnerable moments and his private moments. I knew him intimately.
“You’re awfully quiet over there. Please don’t tell me you’re regretting this,” Azazel said as he gazed at me.
I turned to him. “No, not regretting anything. I don’t care what anyone else thinks about us anymore, or me.”
“Good, because that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Azazel praised and my eyes widened.
“Now you’re just lying. You’ve been banging bodies for ten thousand years—”
“And yes, Rai, you’re the first man I’ve been with that made me come that hard both times.”
Well, he knew how to pump up my ego. “I don’t have much experience,” I admitted.
“I know, but I don’t think that mattered.”
“Do you think it’s because we’re bonded?” I asked.
He shrugged. “I don’t really care. I just know I want to do it again.”
I smiled and felt the heat rush to my face.
“You’re blushing,” he teased, and brushed his fingers over my cheek, then leaned in to kiss me. “You’re so adorable, Rai.”
“It was the best sex I’ve ever had,” I said because it was true. “We’ll do it again, especially since you’re moving in. For now, we have to get back. I want to ask that Magic Shop Owner a question and I want to take Monique to the Guild. I’d feel safer with her there where Darius and the other Guards can watch over her. If demons have another nine months to find the Chosen One to open Satan’s cell, she can’t stay at my home.”
“Are you even sure if she’s the Chosen One?” Azazel asked.
“Not sure, to be honest. I mean, Saraphell’s heart led us right to her,” I said. “And we weren’t the only ones looking for her.”
“True,” Azazel said. “But she also wasn’t the only child demons sought out or killed for their blood.”
“We’re on the same page. For all I know, the demons could just be coming for the kids whose blood is doing the Calling and hoping one of them is the one they need.”
Azazel nodded.
“That’s the reason I wanted to speak to The Owner. Maybe he has something that can help us find out if Monique is the Chosen One. Or, maybe he has something that can nullify the blood inside of her so demons can’t find her or any other child.” I climbed out of the bed. “Come on, let’s shower real quick, then get dressed.”
Azazel didn’t delay and we managed not to get freaky in the shower, but I wanted to. My fantasy had been on point becausehe did look so good with suds flowing down his body. Took all my strength to just wash up and exit the shower. I put my clothes back on and he was in the middle of putting on his shoes when I felt a sting inside my chest and I immediately knew what it was.
“We need to go back,” Azazel said, and I knew he’d felt it too.
Chapter twenty-two
Rai
Divinity in Motion
My home was beingattacked, a demon breach. Azazel grabbed the herbs for the Magic Shop door and then took me into his arms. He teleported us back to my home in time to see a demon leap into a portal. The other who tried to run, Azazel froze and a second later, the portal closed.
I had all of three seconds to try to take in the carnage that was in front of me. That was when I saw another demon charging toward me. I leaped out of the way and Azazel turned to see the demon pivot to attack me, blood dripped from his claws, and I had to dodge him before he could slash at me. Azazel appeared between us, gripping the demon by his throat and lifting him up. The demon’s feet dangled wildly as he struggled in Azazel’s powerful grip. This demon was a mid-level one and I’d learned from past experiences that the weapons I had wouldn’t kill it. But my Champion could.
“Destroy him,” I commanded Azazel.
“Gladly,” Azazel said with a smile that dripped with his wicked pleasure. He reared his hand back and punched a hole into the demon’s chest, ripping out the demon’s heart at the same time. He then pulled his arm back, it was covered in blood and bone splinters, the wet, slippery sound both gross and satisfying. He dumped the body on the floor, then tossed the heart. I watched as Azazel seared the blood and gore from his hand and arm into ash, then brushed it off. He turned to the last demon left who was still frozen “He won’t stay like that for long.”
I nodded, then looked around for the first time to take in the damage. That was when I saw what had happened. Marcel lay motionless on the floor, his throat ripped out and Monique was moaning as she was bleeding profusely.
“Fuck!” I ran over to her. “Check him,” I told Azazel.
