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“So good, bunny. So good. That’s it,” he growled.

My hand cupped his underside. They were large and heavy, and I enjoyed the texture that filled my hand. Hissing again, he grumbled some pretty bad words and grunted.

“You can get up, bunny. I’m going to come.”

I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to taste him too. I only got a little bit earlier.

“Bunny,” he rasped with his hand now gripping the pillow beside him. Luci’s balls tightened and loads of hot liquid pooled into my mouth. I sucked and swallowed him down just like he drank me.

“Uriel! Fucking hell!” His hand reached back to my head, pulling my hair as he finished.

Once he was done, I made sure to lick him clean, like he did me. Staring at me in awe, he pulled me to his chest so I straddled him with his thing laying right next to my backside.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered. I did so gladly, and the biggest smile decorated his handsome face.

“My good girl,” he cooed, kissing me. Pushing the pillows away from him, he had me lay on top of his chest, running a hand through my hair, caressing the, now tangled, mess. His grip tightened, and his lips caressed my forehead as I nuzzled into his neck.

“I love you, Uriel,” Luci said, as plain as day, as if he had been saying it all his life.

I sat up, my hair covering us, while his dark eyes begged for me to return the simple phrase.

It was a no-brainer.

“I love you too, Luci.”

Chapter 32

Uriel

Snugglingfurtherintothesheets, the faint rumble of thunder reverberated through the tent. A breeze blew the flap open, causing a steady wind to hit my bare legs. Snuggling even further, I hoped that Luci would pull the flap shut when another angry gust pushed the blanket off me. I wanted to growl, wondering where Luci was.

He wasn’t near me at all, and the pillows were scattered across the room.

Where could he have gone?

I was dressed in a small, black, silky nightdress. The straps fell repeatedly as I slowly stood, and the candles around the room blinked out. The gusts continued to batter the flap so hard it made the sound of a whip.

“Luci?” I called, but his calming voice and muscular body were nowhere to be found.

Despite being on a beach, and it being so warm just hours ago, the breeze was cold as I gripped my arms. Walking barefoot across the scattered bedding on the floor of the tent, I glanced outside to see dark clouds approaching on the horizon. These looked angrier than the almost-storm just hours ago. Red and blue lightning replaced the white lightning from before, and the whitecaps of the ocean grew larger.

Is there a hurricane coming?

I yelled for Luci again, but he was nowhere to be found. Stepping out onto the sand, I noticed it did not hold the warm, playful feel as my feet sunk into it. Our chairs and the blanket we laid on were picked up and hastily thrown down the beach. The cooler overturned, spilling the contents from within.

“Luci!” I called out again, stepping completely out of the tent. The palm trees swayed low, nearly touching my shoulders. I ran toward the middle of the beach as the clouds rolled in, and the lightning quickly followed. Trees on the shoreline cracked, falling into the sand.

“Luci!” I screamed one more time. My voice was lost in the storm. Red lightning struck the broken tree limbs. It was just enough to heat the wood, igniting a fire.

The red flames consumed the broken branches, quickly spreading to the rest of the trees. My nightgown clung to my body for dear life while another lightning bolt struck the tent I had just exited. It burst into flames immediately, and I let out a whimper, holding my hands to my ears. The wind became too much as a tear tried to roll down my face before it was scooped up by the wind. I watched the tiny drop of tear get sucked into the swirling gusts.

Deep, echoing laughter replaced the sounds of rolling thunder as I pulled my hands away from my ears. It grew louder and louder as the dark clouds hovered overhead. Deep black smoke swirled like a tornado, descending to the beach just ten feet away. I tried to retreat, but the wind pushed me where it wanted. It was far too strong for me to resist it.

The deep chuckles stopped as the black swirls of smoke encroached. I saw nothing but a shadow since the wind did not disperse the smoke in front of me. Continuing to struggle against the wind, I was forced closer.

A hand emerged from the smoke, reaching to touch me, holding out my lost sparkling tear on just one finger. The shadow growled before letting it drop to the sand. Screams of children caught my ear. Looking away, I saw several tiny little children, varying in age, drowning in the surf. I screamed, watching the innocent children struggle against the violent waves.

My body turned, no longer protecting my ears from the deafening wind and thunder. I cried out, trying to exude the same bravery Luci emits, pushing against the wind until I finally managed a step.

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