Page 117 of Lucifer's Redemption

I sighed, still feeling the strong buildup between my thighs as our bodies continued their assaults below. I felt a bright burning sensation in my chest. Luci held my face to him, so I could not see what was happening. We both spasmed in the space above our bodies as we screamed each other’s names.

My back arched as the piercing heat soared through my heart. Luci’s hold only intensified as he grunted, releasing a warm liquid into my body. My eyelids parted as I laid back on the sheets, panting heavily from the haze of that amazing orgasm.

Our wing feathers were still entangled with one another. My fingers rested on Luci’s head, stroking him lovingly as he lay with his face buried between my breasts.

Was this all a dream? Were our souls hovering over our bodies?

Pulling my hand from Luci’s curls, I looked at my fingertips. I certainly felt different. The buzzing throughout my body energized me in ways that differed from usual. My spirit felt light and happy, and the tingles that I hoped would go away, only intensified.

I guess this is how it will always be.

I hummed, proud of our accomplishments when Luci lifted his head. His eyes, half hooded, looked at me with such love and adoration, my breath hitched when I looked down at him.

“I love you,” I whispered. His smile widened, and he leaned up to kiss me so sweetly.

“Are you alright?” He cleared his throat.

His shoulders bore bloody marks from my fingernails. I bit my lip in worry that it would scar his perfect skin. Luci’s fingers pinched my chin, making me stare back into his eyes.

“I liked it,” he growled. “You can inflict as much pain as you want.” I half snorted, half giggled then immediately covered my mouth.

That didn’t sound ladylike.

“I love you too, Uriel.”

My wings glowed in the cocoon we shared. I stared in awe at how bright it had become. The warmth in my chest glowed and burned. It was feeling everything I could have ever felt for Luci—all-encompassing, undying love.

“I feel you here,” I touched my chest, which gave me a deepened feeling. My fingers brushed across something slightly raised and indented on my skin below my left collarbone. I glanced at my chest to see an image burned into my skin—a flame. It formed a dark red flame, almost like a fireball over my heart.

“My mark,” he spoke with pride, gently caressing it.

Shots of pleasure ran straight through me to the core. I moaned, causing Luci’s cock to twitch inside me.

Luci bit his lip. “I’ll save that information for later,” he chuckled.

“What does your mark on me look like?” he questioned, lifting his body off of mine. His cock slipped out of me with the movement. I almost cried, no longer feeling full. My eyes fluttered to Luci’s chest where my mark resided. It was a beautiful, small lamb hovering just over his heart. I giggled, seeing the God of Destruction with a tattoo of something so precious and innocent looking.

“A little lamb.” I touched it.

His wings shuddered, shaking my wings from its hold. Luci went speechless, holding his hand over it.

“My sweet, innocent, little lamb,” he whispered. His wings dipped and his body wrapped around mine holding me tightly.

I bit my lip, readying to ask the one question that I desperately needed to be answered.

“So, does that mean we can do it again?”

Chapter 50

Lucifer

Urielproppedherheadup on her elbow with her wings laying delicately across the pillows, shimmering in the light. A few of my feathers still entangled with hers from when they had intertwined with one another. Her glow was undeniable; the shimmer in her eyes held such warmth that I wanted to scream to the world that I had claimed her.

Her finger traced my chest, traveling everywhere but to the lamb that sat right above my heart.How ironic that a lamb, an innocent lamb, was put onmychest.

She was the one who calmed me, the sacrificial lamb who was destined to be bonded to me.

I couldn't believe we had come this far. She sat beside me in all her naked glory with her pink tits pressed against each other. She had no shame as she continued to stare at my body. Chuckling, I pushed aside a dark curl that dared to disturb my view of her beautiful face.

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