Crave (Tainted Angels Book 1) (32 page)

7 months later

R
ax looked down at me from where he sat propped up on the headboard. His eyes were glazed, his teeth sinking deeply into his bottom lip as his canines pierced the plump flesh. The scent of his blood made my body shiver and I couldn’t hold back the soft growl that burst from me when need invigorated my blood.

His cock sank deeper down my throat and I gagged slightly, saliva rushing into my mouth as I drew back. “Shit, Seraph,” he rasped, his fingers in my hair pulling tenderly on the follicles. “Get up here.”

Running my tongue along the length of his cock to collect the pre-cum that had escaped, I moved up the bed, kissing him with a passion that reflected every bit of my arousal. He groaned into my mouth as I straddled him and sank down slowly on him.

His hands cupped my bottom, and as he started to direct my movements, his mouth enclosed over one of my hard and needy nipples. Pleasure shot down into my belly and I gripped his shoulders harder, using him to gain momentum.

The sharp edge of his teeth tormented my flesh as he sucked hard on my nipple, driving my rhythm into a new pace, my need to come becoming overpowering.

Every time the tip of his cock scraped over the soft spot inside me, my words became incoherent, my mumbling making my mate chuckle.

“You like that, Seraph?” he breathed over my flesh, his fingers digging into my backside forcefully as he lifted his hips to meet each of my drives downwards. “Your pussy feels so damn good choking my cock.”

His hands moved around me until they held each side of my round belly and he slid down the bed so he was laid fully down. I supported myself on his chest and increased the rate of my fucking, bouncing harder and harder on him until I couldn’t bear the pressure of my stubborn climax any more.

Falling onto him and straining to reach him over the barrier of my large tummy, I sank my teeth into the base of his neck and moaned when his essence exploded into my mouth.

A string of curses left him before he did the same, his cum filling my womb as my blood filled his mouth and he clung to me as we both rode out the bliss from our orgasms.

“One day you’re gonna kill me, Seraph,” Rax panted as he rolled over and took me with him. His lips found mine and his kiss inflated my heart. Pulling back, he ran his thumb over my mouth, wiping away the remnants of his blood. “My heart is so happy,” he whispered, his gaze both adoring and intense.

“I know.” I sighed contentedly as I snuggled deeper against him. “I can feel the vigorous beat of it.”

We both sighed when Herb’s whimper at the door signalled his heartbroken solitude. “I swear that bloody hound was dropped at birth. He’s a hellhound,” Rax grumbled as he got up to let my boy in. “You’re supposed to be tough, you pansy,” he told Herb as he bounded onto the bed and snuggled against me.

Rax stared at us, his eyes roaming over the bed as he tried to find space to join us. Of course, Herb was now the size of a small zebra. “We need a bigger bed.” He glared at Herb as he pulled a t-shirt over his head and pulled a blanket from the cupboard before settling himself into the chair in the corner.

“Aww,” I defended as I kissed Herb’s wet nose, “He just loves me.”

“So do I!” Rax replied. “And for once I would love to actually sleep with you.”

“Well at least he allowed us to do our business. Usually he trashes the house until he can get to me.”

“Don’t I know it,” he grumbled again. “It’s usually idiot here that has to clean after him since you can’t bend down.”

I smiled, rubbing my huge belly. Of course, my babies kicked back in reply to my touch. My pregnancy hadn’t been without its problems. I needed to have blood transfusions daily just to keep my children alive, the toxins in my blood a danger to them, but I’d eagerly allowed the nurse to slip that needle into my vein every damn day so that one day I could hold my babies in my arms.

“You think Jaron is doing the right thing?” I asked quietly, my mind unable to stop thinking about my friend.

Since I had been sworn in as The Almighty things had drastically changed. Luckily Miller had managed to prepare the humans for what was to come, the numbers of the dredgen increasing and virtually invading Earth had made it easier for him to explain things to the human government. And as well as Miller training and organising things on Earth, Jaron was in charge of the same thing in both the Gehenna and Empyrean realms.

One of the first rules I had changed was for the spiritual realms to be able to socialise. We needed the amalgamation to fight against the council and their army of dredgen.

Jaron had had a tipoff about the location of one of the council members but it meant him having to go deep into the pits of the infernal region. The infernal region was the underbelly of Gehenna. It was home to Abaddon, the ruler of all the evils, and the place was the most dangerous of all the realms.

“Jaron’s tough,” Rax reassured me. “He’ll be fine.”

I couldn’t help but worry but I also understood that the information had to be acted upon. To grant peace to all realms the council members needed to be brought down.

“You think we should send Dex with him?”

“No.” Rax sighed, making his way across the room to me. Taking my hand, he kissed each of my knuckles. “Seraph, I shouldn’t be telling you this, but Jaron is … he’s familiar with the region. He knows what he’s doing.”

“He used to live there?” My mouth was open with shock at his revelation.

He nodded. “A long time ago. He was set to be coupled with a female demon.” He frowned. “Things didn’t go to plan and Jaron left.” He brushed his fingers over my cheek. “So stop worrying, allow him to do his thing.”

“Okay.”

Herb let out a huge bark, making us both jump, before he belted off the bed and ran away whimpering. I rolled my eyes when I noticed the tiny moth flapping around the lamp.

Rax gave me a large grin and jumped on the bed beside me, his arms wrapping around me as he pulled my back into his chest.

“Bed!” He sighed happily. “At last I get to spend a night in my own bed!”

I froze. “Uhh, Rax.”

“Do you realise it’s been nigh on four months since I last slept in the comfort of my own bed?”

“Baby …”

“If anything disturbs me I swear I’m gonna hack someone’s legs off,” he mumbled as his nose nuzzled the side of my neck and his sigh of contentment made me grimace.

“That might be a problem then,” I whispered. “I value my legs.”

“I doubt you’re going to disturb me, Seraph, unless of course you start that weird snoring thing you do.” He paused. “Uhh, Willa. Have you pissed the bed?”

I gave him a moment. Then as I counted down from three to one in my head and got to number one, he shot out of bed like his arse was on fire. His eyes grew and grew as he gawped at me until I started to worry for their housings in their sockets. “Oh my God, are you … have your …”

I nodded and slowly lifted my legs out of bed.

“Oh fuck … uhh … shit … Seraph … uhh …”

I couldn’t help but roll my eyes.
“Delilah,”
I whispered.
“It’s time. Bring Dex with you, Rax is already freaking out.”

“On my way.”

No sooner had she answered me than a ripple in the air declared hers and my mother’s arrival. My mother directed Rax into the chair when he started to hyperventilate.

“I’ll just …” Rax whispered in a choked voice as he tried for the door.

Delilah shot out her hand and grabbed Rax. “You put them in there,” she told him, “so I’ll be damned if you think you aren’t going to help the little buggers out.”

He paled and if I wasn’t in the middle of a heaving contraction I’d have laughed my ass off at him. Yet when I squatted on the floor, the swiftness of my babies arrival making me scream out and start pushing, Rax’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and he flat out fainted.

Delilah glared at him. “Motherfucking girl!”

Blowing out a breath, she rubbed her hands together and turned back to me. “Okay, let’s get this show on the road.”

And between her and my mother, I delivered two perfect babies.

I had thought my life was complete when I had coupled with Rax, but when I lay in bed an hour later, my beautiful boy suckling on one breast and my gorgeous girl on the other, and Rax watching with tears in his eyes and loving words of encouragement and proudness, I knew that whatever the coming years brought, I could take it head on because now I had something to fight for.

My family brought me more strength and courage than I ever thought possible. They gave me more love than I was sure my heart could take. And they gave me so much happiness that the coming decades of devastation and heartbreak could never tip the scales in favour of the negatives.

As our world went to war, my family and friends showed me the meaning of loyalty and devotion, and nothing, not even death and heartache would ever take that away from me.

I no longer craved for things I couldn’t have. Because I had it all. And when my mate climbed onto the bed with me, our children, and Herb, and gave me the most loving kiss, the tears in my eyes, for the first time in a long while, were happy tears.

We’d lost a lot, but what we’d gained overshadowed all the heartache, and I knew we were strong enough to take whatever came at us head on.

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