Page 67 of Lucifer's Redemption

“What a good girl,” I cooed, tracing my nose to her ear. “Such a good girl, taking my finger.” I rubbed vigorously at the same pace. She took it gladly, her secretions coating my finger with the ambrosia she released while moaning my name.

Fuck, it was glorious.

My cock strained against my pants, pushing up hard against her thighs as she gripped my hair. Feeling the tug on my scalp and inhaling the scent of her arousal, my cock rubbed against her leg, causing me to release far too quickly.

“Shit, bunny,” I growled into her shoulder as her body sunk into the mattress. My hips continued to push into the heat of her leg. Still, too many clothes covered my body to feel her soft, glowing skin.

I would be utterly embarrassed right now, but lucky for me, she does not know what just happened. Her body stilled with her fingers still entangled in my hair until her eyes fluttered shut. Panting, my fingers touched my lips, smelling her sweet desire, that I created. My mouth couldn’t resist it any longer; I sucked them into my mouth, moaning at the sweet honey she expelled.

She tasted as good as she felt.

Thinking she would rest for a moment, I grabbed the furs on the bed, covering us both. My eyes continued to wander her body as I traced my fingers over the soft lines of her skin: from the valley of her breasts, down to the dip of her stomach, to her hip, and down to the puffy pubic bone that I will eventually taste with my tongue.

“So good,” I whispered. Glancing up, I noticed Uriel’s breathing slowed and her thick eyelashes touched her flushed cheeks.

“Bunny?” I sat up, but she didn’t stir.

“Uriel?” I gently shook her, but she still didn’t wake.

Did I do something wrong?

What if it was true? What if her body needed to remain sexually innocent, and I was the evil that killed her?

“Uriel!” I pleaded, but she didn’t wake.

My head darted to each side of the room, half-expecting a random deity would appear to let me know that I screwed the world over, but it never came.

Taking the next step, worried for my mate, I decided to mind-link, “Father?”

Groaning came from the other side.“What?”he snapped.

“I think I did something wrong. Uriel, she isn’t waking up!”

Father was silent as he cleared his throat.“What happened? Is she safe?”I could hear my father rising from the bed, throwing the covers from his bed, and stomping closer to the door.

“We were doing…” I paused, “things.”

Father’s stomping ceased in the mind link. In fact, the door never opened, and I could hear the rustle of sheets again.

“Father?”

“I thought we agreed we would not talk about this?”he grumbled.“You were going to figure this stuff out on your own?”I scoffed at his lack of empathy for the situation.“Son, you made her orgasm. Sometimes it can put them to sleep if you do it… right. You did fine, maybe better than fine.”

Cutting the mind link, I looked back down at Uriel to see her big, gold eyes staring back at me. I jerked back, not ready for her to wake so quickly.

“Hi.,” She blushed, pulling up the soft furs.

“I thought you were sleeping.” I ran my hands through my hair.

No, actually I thought you were dead because I finger-fucked you into oblivion.

“I was sleeping, for a moment. I felt so relaxed.” Her nose emerged from under the furs, and she fluttered her lashes. “That was fun,” she whispered again.

I agreed with a kiss on her nose. “It was.” I kissed her lips. “Was it too much? I got carried away,” I mumbled, not wanting to look her in the eye.

Carried away? I had more than just got carried away. I let my body take over.

What if the evil that lurked inside of me came out and took hold of her, choked her, hurt her, forced her? What kind of person would I be? I’m supposed to protect her, to love her, and here I am trying to ruin her, and way too quickly might I add.

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