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 13: Mating Season
I began to slowly rise and fall on Darien, taking my time, seeing as how I had more than enough time to get use to his rather large. and rather stiff cock.
The friction caused by my movement had me shuddering and leaning over him to balance myself.
I went up and down, slowly, taking my time, as the pain slowly dissipated into pleasure. I was out of control, my slow rise and fall becoming faster and faster with each and every trust. I could barely breath as I rose upwards and looked down at his frozen body...Darien was not in there in spirit, but his body was as alive as mines was and it was responding so wonderfully.
His cock got harder, his breathing became nothing more than gasps and his face took on a deep red flush; but his eyes were empty, his eyes did not hold that familiar glazed look I was used to, nor did it hold those swirls of emotions I was beginning to familiarize myself with.
I wanted that back.
I wanted him back.
I loved his body, but more so his soul. I would not get a climax without him present, without him enticing, pleasuring and teasing me in that gently manner of his.
I needed him. I would ride till the sun rose in the sky and I would not be fulfilled. I would only increase the pressure, and prepare myself for his eventual return.
I did not know how long it took for him to return, but I knew he was back when I felt strong arms circling my waist and pulling me forcibly downwards as he trusted deeper into me.
I screamed, calling out his name.
"Missed me Love?" I looked down at his face, his lips were upturned in a furtive grin, his eyes glowed with an intensity that took my breath away.
"Where...were...you..." I managed to ask although the words barely formed in my mind.
"How long have you been ridding me...my cock feels so tight...I cannot hold back now Serenity, I am sure you have gotten used to the size by now." He took my hips and turned me over, placing both arms around me and leaning down to kiss my lips as he drove into me.
I moaned, and arched, wanting to feel him beyond my womb; all the way to my heart in fact.
He started off slow, but picked up his pace, trusting in and out, so fast I could not tell apart the two actions.
I could feel Darien everywhere, on me, in me, with me. I breathed his scent in, tasted our blood as we bit into each others necks and drank from each other. I could hear him, as he whispered words of affection into my mind's ears.
I cannot hold it any longer." I whispered into his mind as the fire of our joining began to scorch me to mere cinders.
Neither Can I." He whispered back, sending a clear picture of the two of us coming together and shouting each others names into the heavens.
I arched my back upward to meet Darien's final trust-a trust that sent his cock far too deep into my womb, a trust that sent my juices out in a waterfall and his seed in me like a tidal wave.
We came together, and we fell together, Darien relinquishing his weight on me.
My breathing and my mind were far off course for me to notice his immense weight. But after a while of just catching our breaths, I began to feel his comforting pressure.
He moved away, reducing the pressure of his weight on me so as not to crush me under him.
"That was...new...and different...but good all at the same time." I murmured after he gathered me into his tight embrace.
"Yes...it was..." He kissed my damp forehead, nudging me further under his arms as I closed my eyes to let the sensations and the ecstasy of the day seep into my soul.
I was afraid, terrified to be exact of what would result from this joining, of the changes that will occur in me due to this, but I was confident that he would not abandon me.
The next day, I could barely move.
My body was stiff; I was seriously aching all over. I did not attempt to even move my wings-considering the state of my body I did not want to risk further pain by moving those wings-besides I could not remember what we had done to them last night.
"Awake already...last night did not wipe you out completely. Do you not want a bath." He coaxed pulling me closer to him and nuzzling my neck in a rather fluffy animal like manner.
I did not pull away but rather let myself enjoy the feel of him so near.
"Are you hurt anywhere?" His tone became somewhat more serious, and his eyes held a spark of concern in them.
I looked at him, a serene smile on my face as I cupped his face, rising to plant a kiss on his temple.
"I am sore and I ache, and my wings feel funny, but other than that I am fine...better...good..I do not know how to describe it, but whatever it is, know that its good." He chuckled kissing me on the lips.
"I was afraid about your wings...I was negligent of them last night. I forget that you do not yet know how to retract them so that they are not in your way." He leaned over to kiss one of my wings, I giggled, feeling his wet, smooth lips tickling them.
When he stopped kissing my wings, and I stopped giggling; I frowned remembering his words.
I did not know how to retract my wings... He was not used to thinking about being careful of damaging wings when he usually slept with women. And he has slept with many women. And I was certain that he will continue to sleep with many more women.
Something in me, shattered.
It made the whole nights events, and this mornings warm embraces seem like nothing more than memories of a distant past.
The thought of Darien off with some other women...in some other woman, just ripped my beating heart right out of my chest and jettisoned it off to eternal damnation.
I turned away, afraid that he would sense my befallen aura or see it in my face and react to it. I would not ask him to give up his women for my sake.
He was a lustful man, all his kind were lustful.
It would be wrong of me to ask him to give up what makes him him for me. It would be like he asking me to give up Heaven for him.
I could not, neither could he. That was just that.
"Are you okay Love." He turned my body back towards him and gently ran his hands down my wings in that sensual manner, sending shivers down my spine.
I moaned.
Then I slammed my hands over my mouth, closed my eyes, and buried my red face against his warm...bare chest.
"After everything last night, you are still embarrassed." He hugged me to him.
"Its not the same. At night, its more...private...in the daytime....there's the risk that someone might..." Darien pulled me away from his chest and looked into my face eyebrows raised in amusement.
"We do not need to sleep, have you forgotten. Besides no one will dare listen to your beautiful moaning voice... only I can hear that lustful voice of yours." He nibbled at my ears and teased my wings making me very hot between the legs.
"Do you like." A taunt I knew it was, because he could tell that I was loving whatever it was he was doing to my wings with his hands.
"See, I know all the different places..." He touched my wings at the core..."and different ways to make you come by simply playing with these beautiful snow white wings of yours." With that he began to slowly push and twirl the spot he was touching.
Needless to say, I did come, very softly though.
"How long do you think we have before the maids come nocking...10...5...1 minute. How long do you think it will take me to make us come again, this time with my mouth." The very image...nearly made me come where I laid beneath him.
"Do not try it. I would hate to be caught in that manner by those lady friends of yours. What I want is to clean up...I feel sticky all over for some reason, then I want to bask in the sun for I am starved, and finally I want to stay in this bed for the next...however long it takes for me to regain use of my legs again." He chuckled and lifted me off the bed, I giggled holding him around the waist as he seated me on the chair located in front of the dresser.
"I look a mess."
"You look like an Angel, my little Angel." He kissed the side of my cheeks and stared at my reflection in the mirror. Our eyes met, but for a second before the maids knocked at the door. "Come in." With that they entered the room, each carrying a bathing materials. They entered the bathroom and began to fill the rather large tub with warm water.
"Its ready Master. And I brought your favorite lavender soap." Claire stood in front of the bathroom door, a bottle of soap in one hand and a wash cloths in the other, a smile on her face. Obviously ready to bath...in Darien like usual.
I turned away from the mirror so that I would not see her smile, or him as he enters the bathroom to be with them.
I wanted to be gone from the room.
If I did not hurt so much I would have left the room.
But I could not, so instead I sat down and tried to block out all the sound.
Darien came behind me. Crouching down on his knees behind my chair, his hands carelessly flung over my shoulders.
"Are you jealous Angel of Serenity." His voice as low, and I could feel the movement of his mouth on my ears.
I shrugged him away.
"I do not care what you do with other women." A LIE. My first lie since coming to the human world.
"I do believe that was your first lie Love. Do not forget I feed off of these feelings. And I do believe that is Envy I smell on you." He inhaled deeply, taking a bite at my throat and sucking gently at the vein located there.
The sensation reminded me of last night, when we were sucking on each other's throats and it made me remember the wondrous climax that followed.
"Stop it. I need to clean up." He complied, Retracting his teeth from my throat, then licking the marks closed so that they can heal.
"Let's bathe." Before I could protest the suggestion, he had already hoisted me off my feet and was carrying me towards the empty bathroom.
Darien gently climbed into the tub with me in tow. He sat down, and placed me on top of his lab. The soap was lavender scented, almost like Barely's.
It was probably hers.
"I love your scent, but right now you smell of me. We do not want to entire palace knowing that you have had intercourse now do we. Men around here tend to be loose with women of experience. Besides, the scent is made to fade away." He gently moved my wet hair aside.
"You know you will have to actually get yourself in the water this time right?" I looked up at him, tilting my head backwards until our eyes met.
"I do not want to!" I whined.
I did not want to have to take a life, no life at all; and water although an element with very few living particles did in fact have life.
Everything, from the wind to man was connected deep down, because at the very molecular level we were all made of the same stuff.
"But you accept sunlight, and water particles are also found in sunlight. It is both ignorant and selfish to consume sunlight when you know that everything in sunlight is within every other creature. Besides you've already consumed my blood and that is more than water." the hypocrisy of the situation did occur to me, but it was not something I had paid much attention to in the past.
Blood was different, but I do not consume blood by choice. Without some sort of nurishment I will not survive, as different as we were from humans, we Angels were the same in many ways, and one of those similarities includes energy.
We all need energy to survive.
"If it will make you feel any better, my very presence repels life, so the life in the water is already dead." I did not have much in the choice of rejection because he broke down my barrier allowing the water to seep into my being.
The feeling of warm water, against my sore flesh.
Of life, made me sigh and lean back into Darien with full solace.
"See...almost as wonderful as me." His hand with the cloth moved to wash my lower body, teasing me at the process.
I shivered my head still upturned so that he could kiss me.
He moved his other hand to my breasts, kneading and rubbing at the same time. I moaned, arching further into him, urging him to do more.
"Serenity...you will be the end of my sanity as well as my reputation." I did not understand what he meant, and to be honest, I care. I just wanted him to make me feel good again, to have me swimming in that ocean of infinite pleasure.
I was becoming an addict to that feeling, to orgasms, to Darien burying himself in me, to Darien. And I was worried.
Darien lifted me up and turned me around so that my legs were wrapped around his waist and his rod, massively sticking up like a pole was pressed right to my stomach, slightly touching my cunt.
"Shall I make the first move, or would you like the honor?" He smiled at me, while flashing into my mind a series of descriptive images of what what he truly wanted out of me.
For some reason I could not give him the satisfaction of controlling; ridding me the way he wanted to, the way he did his others.
"It would be...your pleasure, I am certain." I lifted my body and slowly sank onto his massive rod, taking care because despite last nights events it was still too big for me to take in all at once.
I sank down slowly, and rose again as slowly as before. Repeating the process over and over again.
Darien gritted his teeth together and grabbed my hips, trying to fasted up the process, I stopped moving, spread my wings out wide and looked down at him.
"No...We'll take it slow this time. I am still sore you know, I am just doing you this favor of course with my terms attached." He refused to let go, his face becoming hard and pained.
"Please Serenity...this slow suspense is killing me." I grinned at him, kissing the tip of his nose as I slowly sank back down.
"Good."
He made several moves to grab hold of my waist and speed up the process, but I pulled his hands away forcibly; at one point his hands held on so tightly he scratched my flesh when I pried his hands away.
I heard a whisper of apology mixed in with his plea for me to fasten up.
By the time we finally came, Darien had bitten into his lips and his hands had dented the massive tub.
He hunched over breathing heavily as I fell forward against him.
After a moment of catching our breaths and fully enjoying the orgasms Darien took a hold of my hair and kissed me.
"You are something else Love." He took the sponge again trying to clean my back. I grabbed it out of his hands and smiled.
"Its my turn to play okay."
"No. No more playing for you today. That was enough." He tried to take the sponge out of my hands but I moved away from him.
"Okay no more playing. Let me just get my turn." He accepted, allowing me to gently run the sponge down his body.
I sat on his legs, his rod still inside me as I washed off his strong masculine arms. Taking my time, to admire the perfection of his tanned body.
"Does my body please you Love." I turned my eyes away, washing his chest quickly so that he does not take note of the way I was affectionately staring at him.
I had to rise up a little to reach his back and clean him up, he tried to get me to sink back down, but I did not, instead I rose up, getting off of him so that I could clean his rod for him.
"You cannot leave it like that Serenity, it will be far too hard for me to function with this discomfort." I moved to clean his hair, softly massaging his scalp.
"You said no playing. So no playing. You will just have to wait for when I feel like playing with you again." Darien looked at me, seeing that I was obviously serious about my intention on not satisfying him this time.
"I can always go to another for relief I suppose." I was in the process of rinsing the soap off of him, when I stopped.
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