𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿

Seighnt moved her angelic wings sitting on the edge of the king size bed. How she even ended up in the situation like this? The purest angel, and she was waiting for the person who could destroy heaven itself.

But she had to do this. Her mission is to bring Azrael back to heaven. He has betrayed them; he should be punished. So here she is at his home, in the bedroom. Seighnt tried to lay down and get some sleep before he arrive. It was difficult because everytime she closed her eyes she saw him kissing her. And touching her.

She never thought the Archangel Azrael could touch anyone unless it was an actual threat or attack. His hands were hot. So so much hotter than any other living being's touch. And now she knows why he wears all black. No wonder he was a dark angel.

Suddenly, Seighnt opened her eyes again hearing a knock on the door. She sat up in the bed and quickly went into the bathroom.

“What are you doing here?” She heard Azrael’s voice through the door. Seighnt took a deep breathe trying not to show her nervousness.

She slowly opened the door as if someone would jump out at her. She turned around to see Azrael leaning against the wall.

“I can’t rest knowing that you’ve been plotting your own demise for thousands of years.” She said trying to keep her calm. “And I will bring you back to heaven."

Azrael laughed coldly. Seighnt could tell that he was angry. “You haven’t succeeded yet. You failed once." His tone turning from cold to furious. "So there is no way you can succeed this time.”

Azrael grabbed the angel by her collar and pulled her closer. A shiver runs through her spine but still Seighnt tries to keep calm.

“Why don’t we have some fun before we talk about what you came here for?” He asked in a sickening sweet tone while licking her ear.

Seighnt pushed him off and stepped backward. Azrael just gave her the same smile.

“Listen to me Azrael. You need to listen to me very carefully.” She said looking him right in the eyes. "I'm not the one to be afraid of anything in here. I'm the only one capable of bringing you back to the home of our Father, I'm willing to sacrifice myself."

Azrael caught her chin between his fingers, his lips hovering above her only inches away.

"If you say so my little angel~" his voice caressed not only her rosy lips but also all the muscles in her body, making her shiver unwittingly.

A devilish smirk spread on his face and just after he kissed the saint plump lips fiercely. Seighnt couldn't control herself as she melted into the kiss. This was a sin. A sin that will surely lead to eternal damnation.

Shortly, the dark angel pinned her to his covers, sliding their skin against each other making them burn with passion.

Her angelic wings spread wide when she arched her back in pleasure, the dark angel himself sucking and nipping on her oversensitive skin. His teeth grazed along the sensitive spot below her jaw, making the saint moan with delight.

"Talk dirty angel~" Azrael purred against her neck making her arch her back higher.

Seighnt's breath hitched in her throat as she felt his warm tongue slip between the two flesh wounds. She moaned uncontrollably under him as he sucked on her left breast softly, making her squirm and gasp for air.

"I don't want to." She whispered.

His smirk grew wider. The saint didn't know how she managed to stay conscious with Azrael touching her everywhere.

"Then what do you want angel?" He teased, teasing her breasts with his hand, gently squeezing it, giving her goosebumps.

"I want to bring you back..." Her voice broke when Azrael bit onto her tender shoulder making her moan louder and throw her head back.

The dark angel looked up at her with the wickedest expression and started kissing her neck leaving marks that could make anyone jealous. He slipped a finger inside her panties while his free hand fondled the angelic ass and squeezed it.

Seighnt clenched the sheets underneath her fists.

The dark angel loved the way her body quivered under his touch, and he liked the sound that her voice made as she cried for mercy. He also loved how her breath shortened and her chest rose and fell rapidly as she fought for her sanity, trying not to lose control.

And finally, her moans sounded more desperate and needy...

He smirked against her neck, licking the mark he had just left. Then, he continued to move towards her mouth, making sure that every inch of their bodies touch. Seighnt felt as if the world stopped. All that she could feel was him. All that she could think of was the dark angel.

She didn't know what happened next but they both were naked beneath the covers. Azrael was on top of her, kissing her hungrily, his hands roaming freely across her curves, exploring her body as if it was the most important thing in the universe.

He positioned her legs on his shoulder so that she was facing him and then entered her, slowly, enjoying every second he spent inside her tight heat.

She gasped at his sudden invasion, pushing against him with desperate strength.

"Fúck!" She cried out as he sped up moving faster, feeling her walls tighten on his hard côck. "Oooo~ Yes! Please, take me! Make me scream blasphemes so heaven can hear us!"

“Cúrse my sweet angel." He breathed against her ear, his voice raspy and filled with lust. It was like fire was burning her insides. He kept moving inside her, filling her completely.

Her moans filled the room, her hips moving against his thrusting. Azrael moved faster causing Seighnt to whimper, moaning louder and throwing her head back on the bed.

“Please f-fúck m-me h-harder.” She stuttered her words barely audible to the dark angel.

Azrael smiled, loving how her beautiful body writhed in ecstasy. "You can do better than that, and remember if I won't be satisfied with my little bitch I won't come back to heaven." He plunged deep inside her making the angel squirm more. Her wings moving beneath her frantically.

Seighnt's moans turned into screams as Azrael began hitting the soft spot she needed the most. She was close. Really close. Just one more push and she would release.

"Oh yes! Fúck me Azrael, use me however you like... I'm yours to tame." She screamed, arching her back, clenching around his length.

"That sounds nice darling." He replied while thrusting faster, taking a bite on her neck.

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned." She yelled in pure anguish, crying in pain, her body trembled as her pure white angelic wings turned black.

"Oh, you poor innocent little angel..." he said kissing her forehead, stroking her hair lovingly, letting out small huffs.

"Oh Azrael!" She cried out as her orgasm ripped her apart. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she clutched tightly at the bed sheets with both hands.

“Come for me my angel,” he whispered in her ear. Azrael moved faster driving into her harder with every movement. He followed her example, releasing into her warm wetness.

As soon as the dark angel collapsed on top of her, he pulled her tightly to his chest burying his nose on her beautiful neck.

"Join me in hell, my love." He asked hoarsely and Seighnt could feel the moisture running down her neck and chest. "You'll be the saint and I'm the sinner."