Page 72 of The Angel's Kiss
“Stop thinking about everyone else and focus on us, Rai,” Azazel said. “I want you and I know that you want me to. Why deny it?”
“Because...” I struggled to find a good enough reason to push him away, but none were coming to me.
“Why?” he pressed.
“You’re a demon, Azazel,” I said finally, then pushed his hands off me. “Go find what you need so we can go.”
Azazel looked down at me and I had to look away. I saw the pain in his eyes, the eyes that watched over me, making sure I was safe. Eyes that held so much emotion I didn’t think any demon was capable of. Azazel was different and he... he was mine.
He walked away from me and knowing that I’d been foolish enough to say something stupid just to push him away stung my heart. Yes, he was a demon... But he was mine! I wanted him and I was tired of pretending like I didn’t. Tired of denying my attraction to him, which I had done damn near my whole life since the very first moment I saw his face. Hell, I had wanted to lose my virginity to him when I was sixteen when we met for the first time at that club. He should have been my first, but I didn’t think he was worthy. What a mistake that was.
Azazel was in his bedroom, rummaging around when I made my way in there.
“I have the herbs,” he said.
“Stop,” I said and he turned to look at me.
“What?” he asked.
I lowered my head to gather my thoughts, then looked back up at him and he was just standing there, waiting. He’d always been waiting for me to come to him. “You almost died tonight,” I said,my voice cracking a little as I thought back to that moment when I’d nearly lost him and whatever chance I had to be honest.
“But I didn’t,” Azazel said.
“But you could have and it would have been my fault.”
Azazel walked over to me. He went to take me into his arms, but I stopped him. I needed to say what I was feeling. “You warned me that I was being stupid by not accepting you, but I didn’t listen. I put both of our lives in danger because I was scared.”
“What were you afraid of?” he asked and his indigo eyes were full of warmth. Proving once again that he wasn’t any typical demon... probably never was and that was why he was chosen by the Angel’s Kiss.
“I’ve had to give up so much for this destiny chosen for me. My life in the Guild wasn’t an easy one. I... I was afraid of my feelings for you. What those feelings said about me. How could a warrior of god love a demon?” When I finally said the word out loud, the word that I kept buried deep within the depths of my soul, I felt my heart expand. I felt a tear flow down my cheek and I felt free.
Azazel caressed my cheek, his thumb wiping away my tear. “Do you think I didn’t know? I’ve been waiting over a century for you, Rai... I was willing to wait until you were ready.”
I shook my head. “My stubbornness almost robbed me of the thing I’ve wanted most. I’ve wanted to be with you ever since I was sixteen years old. That kiss we had still lingers on my lips.”
The look Azazel gave me was pure seduction, that smile of his trapped me in his nets and I didn’t want to escape. “I know,” he said. “I felt it the moment we bonded... when I was inside of you. I could feel your every emotion and thought, and I know you could feel mine.”
I nodded. I felt him inside of me and that was why it felt so good. So right. “I’m sorry, Azazel. I—”
His mouth captured mine in a kiss that rivaled the one he gave me long ago. My knees almost went weak, but I didn’t fall. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed him back. I felt my passion for him rise and I wanted him. God, did I want him. No longer would I deny us. I wasn’t afraid of what others would think of me anymore. Not even God could judge me... hell, it was God who gave me Azazel in the first place... His gift. I knew that now.
Azazel broke the kiss, his breath coming out in heavy pants. He licked his lips. “We... we should get ready to go. Monique and Marcel are waiting.” He stepped away from me, walking over to his safe to collect the herbs.
Yes, they were waiting, but they were also protected by the wards. The demons didn’t get Monique’s blood and so, time was on our side. I decided it was time to give into my desires. I walked over to him and took the herbs from him and tossed the bag on his dresser. He looked at me, his eyes glazing over with lust, and I grabbed him by the back of his head and brought his mouth to mine. His mouth was possessive and fiery as he claimed me as much as I claimed him. I walked him back to the bed and then pushed him onto it. I climbed on top of him, kissing him, he parted his lips and I slid my tongue inside. He tasted sweet just like a forbidden fruit should. Azazel moaned as we kissed, his hand caressed my ass as I ground my cock against his, both of us beautifully hard.
I pulled back and Azazel lifted up, planting fevered kisses on my lips, chin, and neck as I ripped his shirt open.
“Finally,” Azazel panted.
“Shut up,” I said, then kissed him again. He smiled at first, but then locked his lips to mine wholeheartedly, our hands groping each other's bodies. We broke our kiss long enough to discard our clothes, then I was back on him, licking and sucking all overhis body. I loved seeing him writhe on the bed in pleasure, how sexy he looked giving himself to me. “Suck me,” I commanded.
“I love when you’re all butch like this,” Azazel said with a toothy grin before pushing me back onto the bed and taking my cock into his mouth.
“Oh fuck,” I gasped because my god, did the demon have skills.
Azazel pulled off, then licked my cockring with the tip of his tongue. “This is so fucking hot. I can’t believe you have one.”
I licked my lips and nodded. “I’m the only Guardian who does. I couldn’t think of a safe place to put my ring.”
