Page 86 of Beyond the Storm
“Only yours.” I found his hand and interlocked our fingers as he rode me. “Until the end of our days.”
No one else had ever known my touch or my love. Only Kallias.
The wine coursed through my veins as our bodies moved together. Kallias bent forward and licked up my chest, still rolling his hips. The feel of his tight heat squeezing my cock and the wetness of his mouth as he sucked on one of my nipples had me shuddering. I was deep inside of him but needed to be even closer. Apparently, he shared that need.
Kallias rolled to his back and dragged me on top of him. I settled between his legs, repositioned my cock at his entrance, and dove back in. He locked his arms around my torso and kissed my neck. My release crept closer, causing my muscles to tense. The pleasure was too intense. It was almost as though I could feel his too.
And then, his teeth pierced my skin.
I grunted and faltered in my thrusts, angling my head to the side so he could take all he wanted. As my blood flowed into him, my cock pulsed with my release, filling him too. He whimpered as his climax consumed him, his body tightening and quaking around me.
Afterward, I gathered him in my arms and pressed kisses into his black hair. He smiled against my collarbone before nuzzling it.
“Do you feel it as well?” he asked, his breaths rough. “The bond.”
“Yes.” I felt closer to him than I ever had. “Nothing can ever take me from you now.”
My words would be challenged a year from that moment.
War led us to a grassy plane where we confronted an army of demons commanded by a fallen angel. We were all that stood between that army and the city they’d been marching toward. Lazarus fought beside us with a force of celestial warriors. The battle was nearly won. The greater part of the enemy lines had been wiped out, and some of the demons left alive fled in fear.
I saw it then.
Kallias battled three demons at once. He didn’t notice the fourth coming at him from behind. A cry tore from my lips, and my body moved on impulse. I dove between him and the sword aimed at his head.
The flash of silver was the last thing I saw before everything faded away.
***
When my eyes opened again, I was in an unfamiliar place. The sky wasn’t the one I knew, instead shining in hues of blue and gold with purple and softer shades of red in the clouds. Mountains rose in the distance, waterfalls cascading from up high. The lush green fields thrived with flowers in perfect bloom.
It was a paradise… but it felt like a nightmare.
“Kallias?” I snapped my head in each direction, hand landing on my chest as panic took root. “Where have you gone?”
I didn’t feel him anymore. And I wouldn’t feel him again for many years, too many to count. Not until an angel with brown hair and green eyes came to me. He called himself Uriel.
“Do you wish to reunite with your Nephilim?” he asked in an emotionless tone.
I jumped to my feet, hope slamming into my chest. “Kallias? You can take me to him?”
“It would require you to leave paradise.”
“I care not,” I said, desperate. The hope was suffocating. “There is no paradise without him. I would walk into the flames of Tartarus if it meant seeing him once more.”
“It is not flames you’ll be stepping into, human,” Uriel said. “But rather the icy breath of winter surrounded by the stench of death.”
He then told me of a great battle, one where Kallias and his brothers transferred their souls into a sword by the name of Night Fall. It was the only weapon in existence powerful enough to kill Lucifer. The spell trapped their souls inside, and only the bond between them and their fated mate was strong enough to break it.
“There is very little time to explain anything further,” the angel added. “The moon’s energy is waning. If we don’t leave now, it will be too late.”
“Take me to him.”
Uriel grabbed me and shot into the air, his large white wings carrying us so fast I had to close my eyes. The air then turned cold and bit at the naked flesh of my chest and arms. We landed in a snowy field. The sea was to the right of us, and bodies floated on top, as if having drowned. More bodies covered the snow, some missing limbs and others unrecognizable.
But none of that mattered.
Because for the first time in what felt like an eternity, I felt Kallias.
