Her Accidental Angel (11 page)

 
 
  The Guards, young men he’d never served with, glanced at each other. One gave a slight nod. “We will discuss it.” They left the room. They were gone for a long time.

 
 
  Hopefully they are using what little honor they have to rescue Kari. Rahmiel had observed some interesting things while he was on ice. There was something he thought he could do…he was able to do it while in the ice, but he hadn’t been able to move, being frozen. He suspected the energy cell wasn’t as strong a prison as the ice. Soon the Guards would be back with news of Kari. Once he knew she was safe he would act.

 
 
  The Guardians arrived back at his cell in a flurry of wings. Kari, looking exhausted and cold, stood with them. At least she’s safe from Kaphawn.
Those bastards, leaving herthere alone.
 He felt as if a great weight lifted off him. “Put her in here with me, so I can warm her.”

 
 
  Kari looked so pitiful. It must have rained. She and her blanket were soaked and her lips were blue. The Guards allowed her to enter the cell.

 
 
  He held her tight and stretched his wings forward to warm her. “I’m so sorry,” he crooned. “I had no idea those idiots would treat you like that. Back in my day it would never have happened.”

 
 
  “They could have taken me to Tressa’s,” she said.

 
 
  “We couldn’t take her home. We’ve never navigated around Earth without Lemuel,” one of the Guards mumbled. “Today was the first time we’ve ever been there.

 
 
  It took us a while to find her.”

 
 
  “That is still no excuse.” Rahmiel rubbed his hands up and down her back and was pleased when she snuggled closer. The Guards watched him, and he made a face at them. “How about a little privacy, boys? Kari doesn’t need you staring at her. You’ll make her uncomfortable. Like you did earlier.”

 
 
  One of the Guards blushed. With a glance at each other they turned their backs.

 
 
  “I want you to close your eyes, Kari. Feel the bond. Okay?” Kari nodded. Her pink lip color started returning.

 
 
  He closed his eyes and pulled her tight and fell into the intricate pattern that glistened behind his eyelids. He sought the Ether.

 
 
* * * *

 
 
“Where are we?” she asked, a moment later.

 
 
  He opened his eyes and shouted with laughter. “It worked.”

 
 
  They were in a small oval-shaped chamber made of a foamy white, springy substance. Rahmiel let go of her and jumped up. He landed with a bounce, and then pulled her up by her hands to bounce with him.

 
 
  “We’re in Ether. It is a space between dimensions. In school as a child the teachers described it as the pith around the pomegranate seeds. Dimensionally speaking.”

 
 
  “How did we get here?”

 
 
  “I could observe the Ether when I was in ice. Finally I started trying to get here. I could see other beings here, from other dimensions, or an occasional shaman from Earth, or a Scholar from Angeli would show up for brief times. I found I could get here and stay for a long time. But I hadn’t figured out how to get out of the ice. I figured if I stayed in Ether it would eventually melt. But it was too boring. At least in ice I could watch Earth and the Overland. I kind of phased us here.”

 
 
  “Okay, I understand none of that. But I gather we are safe?”

 
 
  He noticed she was hugging herself, still cold, so he began to rub her arms and back. Warming Kari up was making him feel pretty warm. And she smelled so good.

 
 
  Edible. The memory of her taste and smell as he tongued her came to him in a rush, and he felt the heat burn through his body and center on his cock. Had it always felt so intense? In the ice he had no physical reactions at all, though he still found women and sex interesting. Now, innocent touches on this girl’s back and he was ready to explode.

 
 
  He eased away from her a little. “You can stand or walk around. Or lie down. You can’t fall through to anywhere.”

 
 
  “It’s like stiff bubbles. Or craft foam. Or children’s modeling clay except it’s fluffy.

 
 
  This stuff is cool.” She played with it for awhile, as did Rahmiel. They could shape it or brush it aside. They made it into balls and threw them, but they didn’t hit with any force. They could sculpt it into shapes, like bucket seats, and it retained the shape they gave it. They played with it, digging through a wall to the next, empty section. The wall promptly healed itself.

 
 
  Kari giggled as her stomach growled. “Any chance we can leave here and go home?

 
 
  Or to Tressa’s?”

 
 
  “It would be best to stay here. I know the Guardians will be looking for me. They will be looking for me in the places I’ve been before. Also, I would like to try a few things out here, now that I can move.”

 
 
  “What about Kaphawn?”

 
 
  He slumped down next to her. “We won’t be able to stop him tonight. It’s already far past sunset. But I can feed you.” He reached out a hand. Soon his hands were full of little white pillows.

 
 
  “It worked.” He grinned then popped one of the pillows into his mouth. “Not bad.

 
 
  Like dried fruit. With juice inside.”

 
 
  He pressed one of the small pillows to her lips and she took a bite. The texture was like a dried apple, rather rubbery, and the pillow held a juice with a faint banana flavor.

 
 
  “What is it?”

 
 
  “I don’t know. Some type of food native to this realm. They won’t be able to find us here. The Angeli know it exists, and some have entered it briefly. But none have been here for a thousand years. Unless someone popped in while I was looking at Earth.”

 
 
  “You learned all of this by watching?”

 
 
  “Yes, and listening. There are beings that frequent this realm who are not so different from Angeli. Perhaps, in eons past, we were one race. Their language is similar to Angeli. So I listened to Elders teaching the young how to navigate here.”

 
 
  Kari held up one of the morsels. “These are probably low fat. How do you get them?”

 
 
  “It is all a matter of focus and intent. I don’t think humans can do it, though.”

 
 
  Kari squeezed her eyes shut, concentrated on food, reached out her hand and opened her eyes to see a handful of little white pillows. “It’s not hard.”

 
 
  “Huh. Well, good. You can eat as much as you want.”

 
 
  He slumped back onto the foamy nothingness and frowned at her. “I think we can learn to use the Ether to our advantage with the demon. In all the time I observed this place, I never once saw a demon here. If we could learn how to navigate from here to places on Earth, it could be very helpful. But we have to do it together. I don’t want to take the chance of losing you in the Ether.” He grabbed a handful of little pillows and munched them quickly, still frowning in concentration.

 
 
  Kari soon felt not only full, but the juice in the odd food quenched her thirst as well.

 
 
  “Now what?” she asked when he slowed down his food intake.

 
 
  “Come here,” he patted his thighs.

 
 
  “Rahmiel, we don’t have time for that.”

 
 
  He did that little pout. “You know, back when I walked the Earth, human girls were very accommodating.”

 
 
  “Like, they obeyed you, oh most Angelic one?”

 
 
  He grinned at her sarcastic tone. “Something like that. It was considered quite an honor to be chosen by an Angeli.”

 
 
  “And you think I should be more accommodating, I should obey you and stuff?”

 
 
  “It would be nice. For instance, if you were more accommodating, you would know that I didn’t want you to come close so we could be intimate. I wanted to figure out the Ether without getting separated.”

 
 
  “Oh.” She felt a little embarrassed. “Then, you should ask nicely, and explain things. I’m not going to just follow orders.”

 
 
  “Right.” He grinned. In the past he had found the obedient human women boring.

 
 
  Kari was not boring. He moved with supernatural swiftness, and she found herself crushed against his chest. His lips moved down her neck and she shivered.

 
 
  He chuckled. “The more we are together, the more you’ll want to be together. That is how the binding works.” He pressed his lips to the pulse beating in her neck and was gratified to feel it running fast as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing her breasts up.

 
 
  “That’s scary.”

 
 
  “Yes. For me, too.”

 
 
  He turned her so her back was against his chest. One arm slid down across her abdomen and gripped her hip. He pushed her back side tight against him. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her bottom.

 
 
  “We don’t have time for this,” Rahmiel said. His voice sounded strained.

 
 
  “We don’t?” She felt warm now, and weak in the knees.

 
 
  “Let’s try Tressa’s place.” His hand left her hip and he held her tight around the torso.

 
 
  His wings lifted in a rush of air, and he took off.

 
 
  There was movement, the feeling of flight, but they remained in the white environment of the Ether.

 
 
  He tried again, but again there were no results.

 
 
  He put his wings down and let her go. Slumped back into the Ether, he rubbed his forehead. “I don’t know why it is not working. I could get back and forth when I was in ice.”

 
 
  Kari could see his cock was still engorged, the ridge obvious under the loincloth he wore.

 
 
  “Could it be…?” She waved a hand toward his crotch. “Maybe it’s interfering with your concentration.”

 
 
  His eyes lowered to her breasts. “Yes. Perhaps my concentration could be better.”

 
 
  He frowned a little. “We are in a hurry.” He tugged on her shorts.

 
 
  “They’re not going to fall through the Ether, are they?” Kari clutched at her shorts, worried about losing them in this strange place.

 
 
  Rahmiel sat her shorts on a foamy bank. “Looks like your clothes will be fine,” he said, and yanked off her top and bra.

 
 
  “How do you know? This is all new to you, too.”

 
 
  “I just conducted an experiment, and your clothes didn’t disappear.”

 
 
  She found herself on her back, with her legs pushed open. “We’re in a hurry right?”

 
 
  She didn’t feel sore at all now, even with her legs pushed wide apart. With a grin she wiggled away from him, giggling, and gently bit one flat nipple. He jumped but grinned back at her. Then she pushed him onto his back and straddled him.

 
 
Chapter Nine

 
  “Are you sure you’re ready to do this? I don’t want to if you’re still sore.” Rahmiel sucked in a breath as she grasped his cock in her hand. Kari smiled in satisfaction. She liked being able to turn him on.

 
 
  “I changed my mind,” she said in a silky voice, looking at him through her lashes.

 
 
  “I decided I want to try it this way.”

 
 
  “I’m not objecting.” He panted short breaths.

 
 
  Kari’s smile widened at the sight of him, lips parted to breathe. He was stuttering because of her. Planting herself on one muscled thigh, she wiggled side to side. He shut his eyes, and she grinned. Now, this was fun.

 
 
  “I know you were in a hurry, but I think I need to take it slow.”

 
 
  “Yes,” he moaned. His hand found her clit and he flicked and rubbed her, watching her through slit lids.

 
 
  “Can you feel how wet I am?” She glided against his thigh. He opened his lips and panted.