Page 88 of Touched By Sin
“I need to escape.”
“Don’t you get it?” Dariana whispers, lowering herself down onto her knees and tossing my leg over her shoulder. “There’s no escape.” She drags her warm tongue up the inside of my thigh all the way to my aching pussy. She’s just about to taste me when Dmitriy’s voice drifts through the shelves. Dariana stiffens, her hot breaths tingling my sensitive skin for a brief moment before she lowers my leg back down and rises to her feet. Her hand clamps over my mouth as she whispers, “Quiet, baby.”
“She’s not going to go with me willingly.”
“Then you need to work your charm, don’t you?”
My eyes widen in the darkness. What is Amenadiel doing here at the academy?
Dmitriy snorts. “They’ve got her wrapped around their little fingers. She’s untouchable in these hallways.”
“You’ve fucked her before—”
“She came to me.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’ve found a way into her mind. If she doesn’t come to you, we’ll get her somewhere they can’t reach her.”
My pulse is beating against the pulse point in my neck. So, he was real and not just an apparition in my dream?
“I don’t have your powers, Dad. I can’t do what you do.”
“Don’t worry about that. You do your part and I’ll work on the rest.”
“What about Uncle? Will he go along with it?”
“Lucifer is blindsided by the promise of me stepping down. He can’t see reason. To him, she’s just another girl. He can’t see how she’s become a weakness to his son and a weakness to the kingdom.”
“What’s so fucking special about her anyway? So, she has white wings? Big deal.”
“Besides the fact that she has God’s light within her, something no one in this kingdom has.” Amenadiel chuckles. “Daemon likes a challenge.”
“I still don’t fucking get it. You used to live in Eden, too.”
“I did, but my light burned out a long time ago. Hers is still there. She’s about to be yours soon, son, so you’ll have plenty of time to explore the ins and outs of it then.”
Their voices drift away.
Dariana conjures a new flame. Her wide eyes take me in before she whispers, “We need to tell Daemon and the others.”
My throat jumps and I quickly shake my head. “No, we don’t. Listen to me. That’s what they want. Amenadiel is trying to force my hand. Don’t you see? If I tell Daemon, he’ll attack Amenadiel or his son.” I wave my hands around the room. “Amenadiel wins. He doesn’t really want to give up the power he holds now. If he can find a way to make Daemon break the treaty before then, he will.”
Dariana looks unconvinced. “What if he kills you in your dream next time?”
Pushing off the shelf, I walk back to the circular table and plop down onto one of the chairs. Dariana puts out the flame in her hand and sits down, too. I’m getting a headache. Massaging my temples, I try to think. “There must be more to this?”
“You’re asking the wrong person. I stay out of their millennia-long argument. No one even knows how much time has passed since the fall. Only they do and the other angels involved… but it’s been a very fucking long time.”
“I can’t get between Lucifer and Amenadiel.” I lower my hand, meeting her gaze.
“No, you can’t,” she agrees. “Lucifer will kill you if he thinks you’re a threat.”
“I don’t get this. Daemon doesn’t even like me that much. We fight most of the time.”
Her hand slides across the table and she trails her fingers over mine. “You don’t have to understand it. Daemon is a powerful man, the next heir. Everything comes easy for him. Well, it did until you. You’re different, and not just because of your wings. You have a spark and a fight in you that very few possess here. Daemon never stood a chance. None of us did.”
Compliments make me uncomfortable. I shift, hiding my blushing cheeks.
“It doesn’t change the fact that Amenadiel could kill you in your sleep. We have to tell Daemon.”
