Page 55 of Chains of Blood and Darkness

He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “And you shall have it, Serenity. You will experience pleasure such that only I can give you.” He began to move within me, slowly and gently, allowing my body to adjust to his presence. With each tender thrust, the discomfort faded more, replaced by an ever-growing sense of pleasure and connection. I clung to him, my hands roaming over the sculpted planes of his back, marveling at the strength and beauty of the body joined with mine.

Each time he thrust inside me, he did so harder and faster. The feeling intensified, surging within me like a rising tide until it crested, threatening to engulf me. A thousand questions pumped through my mind, but I didn’t know how to give voice to them.

“I claim you as mine, now and forever.” He thrust harder and harder, then finally buried his seed deep within me. “Call out my name, Nephilim.”

“Angelo,” I whined, terror and pleasure twisted together in one single word. As his fangs grazed my skin, a blast of energy coursed through me, igniting every cell in my body. The air around us crackled with electricity, and suddenly, the objects in the room began to tremble and vibrate, as if resonating with the energy emanating from our connected bodies. One by one, they levitated, swirling around us in a dizzying dance that defied gravity.

Thebed beneath us shuddered, and then, astonishingly, began to rise too, hovering inches above the floor as if suspended by an unseen force.

Around us, books, pens, and various other trinkets swirled erratically in the air. They whizzed past our heads, sometimes only narrowly missing us as they danced to an invisible, chaotic rhythm. The room was pulsing with an unseen energy, the very air crackling with a power I couldn’t comprehend.

My heart raced, fear mingling with the pleasurable sensations flooding my body. A small, terrified part of me wondered if we had unleashed something beyond our control, perhaps something malevolent. A cold sweat broke out across my skin, and I shivered involuntarily, goosebumps rising on my flesh as if in response to the unseen. Did this mean I was evil? That my dad was a fallen angel? My stomach churned as blood pounded in my ears, nearly drowning out the sound of my own ragged breathing.

The room seemed to spin around me, the swirling objects blurring into a dizzying kaleidoscope of colors and shapes, and for a moment, I thought I might pass out from the sheer intensity of it all.

I clung to Angelo as if my life depended on it, my fingers digging into his skin hard enough to leave bruises, wanting his solid presence to act as an anchor for me amid all the chaos. “Angelo,” I gasped, my voice trembling, “what’s happening? Is this…normal?”

His eyes met mine, a flicker of surprise and confusion passing over his features before being replaced by a look of protectiveness. “I don’t know. I’ve never experiencedanything like this before,” he murmured, his voice tinged with a mixture of awe and apprehension. “I think our connection has unleashed some kind of primal energy, something ancient and powerful beyond measure.”

His words sent a fresh wave of fear cascading through me, and I could feel my heart hammering against my ribcage, each beat a deafening roar in the eerie silence that had fallen over the room, broken only by the soft tinkling of the levitating objects.

Then, as we lay there together, our breathing gradually returning to normal, something extraordinary began to happen. At first, it was just a faint shimmer, a barely perceptible glow that seemed to emanate from our entwined bodies. As the seconds ticked by, the light grew stronger and brighter, until it had enveloped us completely in a shimmering cocoon of silver.

I gasped as I watched the aura dance around us, casting shifting patterns of light and shadow across our skin. It was like nothing I had ever seen, a manifestation of pure energy that pulsed and swelled with each beat of our hearts.

At the same time, the air around us hummed with a strange, ethereal vibration, as if the very molecules were resonating with the power that flowed between us. I could feel it tingling along my every nerve ending, a warm, electric sensation that made my skin prickle and my breath catch in my throat.

“What’s happening to me?” I whispered, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.

Angelo’s expression was one of wonder and adoration, tinged with a hint of satisfaction. It was as if he had beenexpecting this, waiting for me to unlock the secrets of my true nature. “You’re amazing,” he murmured, his eyes full of appreciation and reassurance. “You’ve unleashed the power inside you.”

I hesitated, holding my breath, then closed my eyes. “But is my power demonic…or angelic?”

He stroked my cheek. “Based on the silver aura—definitely angelic.”

I opened my eyes and exhaled a sigh of relief, but a flicker of doubt still remained. “So, does that mean my father was a heavenly angel?” I pressed, my voice quaking slightly. “All this time, I’ve been so unsure, so afraid of what his true nature might have been.”

Angelo’s expression softened and he reached out to take my hands in his. “The nature of your power is a reflection of your own heart, Serenity,” he said gently. “It doesn’t necessarily reveal the truth about your father.”

I nodded slowly, still not quite understanding. “But if my power is angelic, surely that means he must have been a heavenly angel too…?”

“Not necessarily,” Angelo replied, his brow furrowing slightly. “The path your father took, whether he was a fallen angel or a heavenly one, was his own. Your power, your destiny, is shaped by your own choices and the purity of your intentions.”

A warmth spread through my chest at his words, a sense of hope and determination that I had never known before. “So I’m not bound by his legacy,” I murmured, more to myself than to Angelo. “I can forge my own path, form my own goals.”

He kissed me on the lips. “Exactly,” he said, squeezing my hands gently. “You are your own person, Serenity, with your own strengths, your own dreams, and your own destiny to fulfill. Always remember that.”

His words filled me with hope. I wasn’t evil.

“Your power created an unbreakable bond between us,” he murmured, his voice low and thrumming with intensity. “And that connection we shared was manifested in the physical world.”

“Unbreakable bond?” My brows drew into a deep frown. “What does that mean?”

Don’t say it Don’t say it Don’t say it

He placed his finger on my lips. “I’ve claimed you. You’re mine forever. No one else’s.”

I clasped his finger. “So I can’t be with anyone but you?”

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