Nephilim

Summary: She was the last of the pure Angels in Heaven. Her voice called out to the souls of all, her laughter brought peace to even the darkest of souls. She was born of light, and was loved and protected by all the Angels of Heaven... But some plot to kill her but instead of killing her, they somehow managed to drop her on Earth, making her A Fallen instead and to make matters worst she falls into the Territory of a Demon...The Demon... The Demon Lord Himself. Who takes interest in this pure little Angel thrown into 18th century Earth.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

MERRY CHIRSTMAS HAPPY NEW YEARS

Chapter 12: Make-up Sex

I went to work. Taking the stuff and carrying them away outside to the back lawn which was decorated with flat mosaic stones and sand.

With some help from one of Darien's Nephilim Generals, I was able to contact Raye, who began a small fire to burn Cain's blood in.

Raye attempted to start up a conversation-more like a war-with the Nephilim for my sake, but it did not work, I closed my eyes reflection upon the tragic events that had occurred this day.

I turned away from them, heading back to retired.

Raye made an attempt to follow me-and probably try to get me to return back with her to the Elementals' mansion-but Jediet held her back.

I was grateful for that, and made note to thank him when I got the chance.

She turned around glaring hatefully at him. He shook his head, even as he snatched his burning hand away from Raye's shoulders-where he had taken hold of her.

I went back to the room, and laid on the bed, appreciating its soft quality.

I sank into a deep sleep even before I landed on the bed. The bed was comfortable, but not to my liking, it did not hold the scent of the old bed, nor did it hold the same familiarity.

"I'm sorry Love." Darien's apology was A whisper, but the despair and sorrow smeared in was clear enough to me to sense.

I turned away from him despite his sincerity. Not sure that I believed in his it, enough to forgive his cruelty.

"You need to understand how much danger you were in...he was negligent of your safety...you have no idea what they do over there...I could not bare to think about what they could have done to you...don't get angry at me just because I care enough about you to want to hurt the one who endangered you." This time, I did turn towards him then stared deep into his face. I looked at him, certain for the first time that my anger was rightly placed.

How dare he place the blame solely on Cain.

"What makes you think you are not responsible...if you were there with me from the start, Cain and I would not have had a chance to run off...If you were not off with your harem...Don't dump me on my own and tell me that you want to protect me while you are off having intercourse with another woman...I am not your toy, nor am I here to retain some image for you. I am my own being and what happened today is as much your fault as was mines and Cains. You had no right!" He sank in the bed next to me and attempted to take me into his arms for a hug; I moved away avoiding his arms.

"It is my right. Firstly, you are all my subjects and thus under my supervision, secondly, Cain is my son, and Thirdly you are mine. I have a right to all of you. Especially you." He moved closer, placed his arm on my around me preventing any attempts from my part in moving further away from him.

I looked up at his face, only to have him crash our lips together.

He had kissed me before; several times in fact.

But this was the first time, that he had kissed me with such...

despair.

I could feel his anxiety, his worry...even his fear. And I swallowed down all of his emotions like I did his tongue.

And I understood why he was so...emotionally torn apart.

I kissed him.

I was getting used to responding to his urgent and unexpected kisses, but this kiss called forth a part of me that I did not know existed.

He urged me to yearn...to hunger...to crave...him.

And I did.

I yearned, craved...starved...for him.

"Stop it...I am displeased with you." I murmured while still showering his face with kisses.

"Then I shall please you." The pun did not go unnoticed, but I could not deny him with my body so urgently in need of him...it was literary running out of control.

Doing whatever it wanted on its own. And from the looks of things, it wanted Darien.

I've heard sounds...when Darien was off with his women in his office-I often walk in on him unintentionally-and I've seen what it looks like .

I have heard stories of the process, of the fire, and the urgent hunger that comes with it...but I had never experienced it hands on until now.

And now, with Darien slowly but sure unclothing me, running his hands over my bare skin; His warm breath on my neck. And his strong firm body pushing down against mines; had me breathless.

My mind was empty of all thoughts save for the satisfaction of an urge that I could name. One of his hands took possession of my breast, while his hands kept roaming my body, running up and down, messaging, scorching, me with every passing stroke.

Every movement of his hand, sent liquid fire coursing through my veins. My mind, was empty of all thoughts unrelated to his hands and him in general.

His beautiful face, so intense and lost. His dark blue eyes, mesmerizing as they stared deeply into mines.

We were both breathless, his eyes locked on me, and mines locked on his dark silhouetted form, the warm light emanating in the room coming from the fireplace across the room, cast a glowing light behind him, illuminating half his face while plundering the other half in shadow...just like the Dark Angel he was.

A child of the light, but a Lord of the Dark.

Lucifer.

No.

Darien.

My Darien.

The realization that I now claimed him as mine...that I wanted him to be mine...was frightening, but at the same time...so exhilarating.

I wanted him to be mine. Just mine. And no one else's. I wanted to protect him, to shelter him.

To absorb him into my being so that no one ever get to him. I wanted to own him in every single possible way. From his body, down to his very soul.

The feelings were strange to me. Unrecognizable, but filled me up with a sense of joy that had me smiling into his face.

Every single emotion I felt, shinning though my eyes.

And the knowledge that I was safe here with him, that I was happy, and that he would do whatever it takes to protect me and make me happy just intensified as I looked up at him.

"You're truly an angel Serenity...truly..."his original smile expanded, bringing about a secretive almost seductive look to his smile, as he licked his finger and still grinning at me, lowered it.

"...an..." his finger touched me...'...angel!" I shuddered, and my breath got caught in my throat while his finger gently touched my core.

The gentle finger, became three, and his gentle occasional touches, turned into a constant circling motion that had me moaning and squirming for more.

I covered my mouth. He licked my fisted hand, and gently nipped at the skin urging it away from my mouth.

"Your voice is so beautiful...I want to hear that singing voice of yours moan with pleasure and scream my name...I want to hear you...when I drive myself into your soft...warm..."

His fingers slid into me...one of the fingers was preoccupied circling my genitalia and in the process lightening me afire, sent my passions to a new heights.

A sort of explosive fire began at my core, and with ever trust and pull it intensified, almost as if he were sending a sort of fire into my core every time he trust into me.

Then the finger inside me became two. Then three, and I was running out of control. I was beyond moaning...what I was doing now was somewhere between, hard breathing, moaning, begging for more and screaming...all at the same time.

"This will be special...that I promise you...so let's take our time and let's make you come as many times as possible." With that and a final swirling trust of his fingers, I went overboard again. Screaming his name as I fell into a worldpool of magnificent colors and feelings.

He was already at work again even before I fully came to. I was falling back into another spiraling pool of ecstasy before I caught my breath.

I did not know how many times I came, I did not know my own name at the moment.

I came out of one orgasm only to plunge into another one.

My head was spinning, his head was currently buried between my legs; his tongue fast at work on my vagina...

My hand buried in his hair, I pulled, arched my back and screamed as another orgasm jettisoned me to the moon.

"No more...No more...I cannot handle it....You're driving me insane." I managed to croak the words out as I pulled his head away.

"NO more...or LOTS more..." He kissed my nipples, using his lips to rub the tips gently..."or maybe just one more...a really great one more." He grinned looking down at me and I turned my head to the side, unsure and ashamed of the pleasure I was receiving from his touches.

"Come now my love you and I both know how much you crave it..." He nudged his body up, sending his massive rod towards my cunt.

I could feel his immensity and my anticipation. My nails digging into his shoulders, my body already opening up for his arrival.

Traitorous body.

"No...Not one more...I feel...I feel..."

"Wonderful... I feel wonderful Serenity. How do you feel...don't lie to mr now." I shook my head. Refusing to answer him.

"How do you feel Serenity?"

"Wonderful. I feel amazing... I feel like I am back in heaven and so much more...I feel...Darien...Darien...do it...do it...do it now..." I snatched a clump of his hair and dragged him down to assault his mouth.

I was not as experienced with kissing as he was, but that did not hinder me. I practically ate his mouth off of his face.

I suckled and nibbled and rubbed his mouth with mine. Not sure if that was the right way to do it, happy never-the-less that he was responding to my kiss and my demands.

Darien pulled away from the kiss and looked down at my face an intensity overtaking his own somber features.

"Its going to hurt...The first time always hurts. I will try my best, but it is not in my ability to take the pain away from women during this or their monthly cycle. Nature most take her course with the female bodies, I do not like to interfere in those things...but if you want me to...then I will of course take the pain from you." I knew about the balance that must be kept between the people and the natural balance. Angels and The Fallen do not mess with those natural balances.

But that is beyond the point. I know that as a Fallen one and Lucifer, he would be able to take the pain away. But I did not want him to.

I wanted to feel this, to experience it all the way through. The pain and the pleasure all at once.

"Its fine. I want to feel it...all of it...the good and the bad...I want to feel all of you, as is." He smiled and kissed my forehead. Then he moved for my lips, furiously surging his tongue into my mouth and roaming, while his manhood gently nudged my entrance prying in.

"I am sorry Love...Really sorry for this..." He kissed me again as his cock touched my barrier. I could feel the pressure emasculating, getting intense, almost to the verge of pain. I pulled away and cried out as he began the slow, agonizing ordeal of shattering my virginity.

"It hurts...it hurts...it hurts..." His hand ran down my hair from my forehead onwards. He removed my sweaty hair from my face, as he kissed my bare forehead and pushed his cock a little further into me.

I turned his head to the side and let him nuzzle my neck as his cock slowly began its painful surge into me.

I knew after this that I would not be a virgin anymore, I knew that after this, I would not be as pure as I had been, that I would no longer be special to Darien-I heard that he preffered virgins, and that he casts aside his women after he takes their virginity-but none of that mattered much as the moment.

All that mattered was the pleasure, the joy, and Darien gently probing me for entry.

"Just do it." I shrieked.

He licked my neck and murmured something against my skin, his breath coming out ragged and croaky.

He pulled out and as he came in for the final plunge into me, I sank my teeth into his neck. The pain of Darien breaking through my virgin wall combined with the sensual pleasure of his blood coursing through my lips, sent me into the biggest orgasm I'd had that night.

I was literary seeing flashes of white light, my mind was like jelly and my hips-on their own accord- surged upwards to meet him, sending my whole back off of the bed and into the air.

The entire room began to shake, and the whole place seemed to be engulfed in some sort of heavenly light.

"Not Now..." Darien grumbled as he lifted his head from my neck, forcing me to lease his neck.

"Can you feel me, inside of you Serenity..." He moved his hips slightly and I winced; he was in, but he was still far too large for me.

"You are so tight...I can barely breath..." He kissed my lips, and licked his blood-which had smudged my lips-off.

"I'm going to have to move now...I cannot hold back...You are driving me crazy." He urged himself out.

"It still hurts...you said it would only hurt once." I mumbled, staring up into his dark blue eyes. Mesmerized by the intensity, sorrow, and ecstasy I saw in them.

"I know. I am far too big for you. I did not realize you would be this tight...or small." I nodded, allowing him permission to enter.

But even before he could could surge back in, a loud bang sounded outside of the room and several shrieks sounded from further down the hall.

"What was that..." I asked, not fully aware of what was taking place, nor did I care much.

"An unwanted guest...sorry love, but do you think you can just ride one your own until I handle this problem." I did not have time to respond to him, he turned me over, placing me on-top of him, laying back down.

I did not know what happened until I looked into his eyes and noticed that his body was here but his soul was not.

He was probably gone, taking care of whatever had caused that shrieking...and he wanted me to...ride...on my own...ride what...

An image came to mind of me moving up and down his body; slowly lowering myself onto his cock and rising again.

Enjoy, when I come back, I cannot hold back; so get used to me quick.

I turned red as he assaulted my mind with all forms of images and sounds. Seeing the image he constructed of me ridding his cock, my head thrown backwards, breasts trusting into the air, my breath coming out in huffs and gasps, shrieking his name into the air my tongue sticking out like a hungry dog as I orgasm all over him, and he shot into me, sending his seed right into my womb.

The thought rung both fear and heat into me. I blushed with embarrassment and I could hear his amused laughter as he faded away from my mind.

I was embarrassed, and somewhat pissed, but I could not help but smile at the thought of making him beg me to stop just as I had had to beg him to stop.

Yes.

I would ride him.

I would make him come until he begs for mercy.

I will watch his face, as his eyes lost all modicums of coherency. As his mouth opened to shout my name for the entire mansion to hear.

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