The stinging burning sensation was nothing compared to the pure satisfaction of him filling me stretching me. Giving me what I wanted. I took a few breaths to give me time to adjust to his size. A primal need overcame me. I rode him slow long strokes. Working him and my thick ass coming down hard on him having him fill me in every way. My hands pressed against his chest, using him as leverage to go faster and harder. Michael pulled me down, face to face. I could see the lust in his eyes the need for something more building between us. My skin felt like it was on fire to his touch. I couldn’t get enough of his touch. I nuzzled my face in his neck, the need to bite him overcame me. My fangs elongated, I pierced his skin I sucked in hard. His blood filling my mouth. Michael’s mouth on my shoulder, I felt his bite. It was then that we came together with the magick building around us. We exploded, angel fire encompassed the magick that was building around us filled the air. Our blood mixin
"Michael, you will teach me how to use these properly. I can’t be caught in a battle with a target on my back. I’ve seen you use your wings as an extension and weapon in battle you will teach me how to do so to” he nodded. How much farther are the bathing waters? My impatience showing. I wasn’t used to having to wait. Usually, I just blinked and bam I was there. Wings were so... Interrupting my thoughts, he answered me. “Not long now,” he said flashing me a beautiful sexy smile. How had I not noticed how hot he is? Before I knew it, I was free-falling. My stomach instantly flew into my throat. That ass dropped me! Out of instinct, I flare my wings out to try and slow my descent. Not really trusting my wings, I called my armor and was wrapped in it instantly. I hit the ground hard, not as hard as I would’ve if my wings didn’t slow me down. They felt useless. These were just decoration at this point then they were helpful. Michael landed perfectly graceful next to me. If looks could
It was there in the bathing pools where Michael taught me how to raise my wings off the floor, so they didn't drag. I learned how to open and close the wings and how to prepare for take-off. He gave me the basic knowledge of how to work my wings. All I had to do was apply it in real life. When he felt confident that I could keep my wings raised off the ground without tiring. Michael stood in front of me and placed his hands on my waist. We took off into the air. “Spread your wings, I’m going to let go.” I did as he instructed, he let go, and I dived down towards the ground. I struggled to use the new muscles in my back attached to my wings and forced the primary and secondary into the correct position and was able to even myself out I flapped once, twice and I was flying up towards Michael. I squealed with excitement. Oh my, I did it, I actually did it I stopped myself from hitting the ground with my face. Michael just smiled at me “good job, soon it will be as if you had wings your w
I had missed so much time during my magick induced sleep. Time to a god is nothing, a hundred years is a blink of an eye a Millenia a cat nap. Now all I could do is wish for the time that I lost with my Father, Mother, and brother. Time has never seemed more precious than now. The moment that I crossed the veil to earth. I would lose all my god powers for the most part. My only protection is Michael. I hated the feeling that I was vulnerable. Nothing would or could ever prepare me for today. I stood there, staring at the thin veil that connected my home to earth. I would never get to step foot here again until humanity came back to the folds of my parents. I definitely had my work cut out for me. My mother and father walked towards me, coming from their throne room. Following behind them was Michael. He had his serious face on. This was never good. I knew something was up I’ve trained with the angel, slept with the angel, and am excellent friends with my angel, and his face and
I can't help but laugh. Oh, he’s gonna pay!!! He then closes his wings and hugs them as close as he can to his body and just dives down. I turn around and follow after him. Weaving around each other as we race towards the earth and at the last possible moment, I unfurled my wings to slow my descent. I watched Michael gracefully glide over the water dipping the tips of his fingers in the water. The small waves followed him as he skimmed the water. I loved watching him fly; it was art in motion. I followed just above him. As we approached the beach, we stretched our wings out a little. Further, our feet gently touched the warm sandy beach. I folded my wings to my back and compressed them as close to my body as possible. I called for my armor, it materialized on my body, sword in hand I was ready. I didn’t have to look at Michael to know that he was just as prepared as I was. Like me, he was fully dressed in armor and sword in hand. I could feel my brothers and niece’s energy. It was
As they breached the surface, I grabbed a fallen by her wings and ripped her from the ground. Yanking her wings off in the process. Short sword in hand I plunged it into her belly and easily sliced her in two. Moving faster than any eye could see, I paved a bloody path through them. My sword an extension of my arm I met sword with sword the clanging of steel meeting steel. My sword cutting a path through them. Not one was fast enough or strong enough to take me on. I had trained these fallen I knew each and every one. Destroying them was breaking my heart, what choice did they give me? They had chosen this, they would kill Jesus, Mary, and Seira. Who were all but powerless. My brother didn’t have all his powers to defend them from this horde of fallen. No, I had to protect my brother. I needed to get to him fast and get them home. These thoughts fueled my anger towards them. Whipping out my wings instinct took over with my sword in hand, my wings razor-sharp primaries slid and ripped
And with that, I continued to move forward, making my way to my brother and his family. Nothing was going to stop me from getting to them. We continued on foot for another seven hours through the dense forest. I followed my brothers' energy to the mountain. They were definitely inside this mountain. No openings on the bottom, I scanned the mountain looking for an opening and what do you know found one. Not very big but I bet I’d be able to fit through it my wings may be a problem. Caught up in my own thoughts, Michael’s voice broke through. ‘How do you know they’re there?.’ I looked his way and said ‘ Mother told me that as long my feet touch the earth I’d be able to sense him.’ ‘Hmm... another test from your parents? 'I nodded, ‘shall we, Michael?’ I gestured towards the mountain. I pointed towards the opening and started to climb up the steep mountain, Michael not far from me. How did Jesus ever get Mary up here? I thought to myself this climb is far too steep barely any space fo
We walked to the back of the cave. I sensed Jesus and Mary before I saw them. I illuminated the cave and looked upon my twins' face. Oh, how I missed him so much. I ran the rest of the way and embraced him. He towered over me and kissed the top of my head. He pulled me away and looked me in my eyes. His eyes changed from the dull dark brown to his actual eye color gold. I could tell my eyes mirrored his. His dark, dull complexion started to fade and was replaced by tan skin that glowed. His shoulder-length dark brown hair grew and turned to coal-black like mine. He raised another seven inches in length. His body went from looking like he was on the brink of death and starved to lean well muscled. He looked like a god. And what a sight he was to see how I missed him so much. He stood before me as he did back at home. I felt his happiness and relief that I finally made it to him. His powers were fully restored in my presence. And I could feel mine leaving me. I didn’t care I did what I
Oliva’s point of viewRayne and the duke seemed to be very familiar with one another. The duke was too familiar with Miss. Rayne. He always found a way to touch her, whether it be her hand, touching her tresses, her face when he decided to be so bold as to run his thumb along her bottom plump lip. “M’lord that is inappropriate touching right, there save that till after ye two are married.” The duke turned his face to glare at me. I stared at the man right back into his eyes and refused to look away. The corner of his mouth twitched up into a smirk, he opened his mouth slightly and ran his tongue over his unusually long tooth ensuring that saw it, before turning his attention back onto Miss. Rayne. I do not trust this man and I will be keepin me eye on this devil. “Miss. Rayne, it's time to retire to your room, miss.” “Nurse, I haven't finished my meal, I’m having a very stimulating conversation with the duke.” “Now miss you have all day tomorrow to talk with the duke.” “Oliva,” S
A scream escaped my mothers mouth as she witnessed the events as they unfolded, followed by the thud of Godric's body hitting the floor. “ I’m sorry you had to bare witness to that, I protect what is mine.” Sam stated looking at both my mother and my father. My father jumped out of his chair and turned towards me, grabbing me roughly by my arm, “This is due to you, speaking out of turn…” Sam grabbed my father’s hand forcing him to remove his hand from my arm. “Like I said I have no issue with right now, but do not take you being her father mean I will not do the same to you as I just did to the piece of shit laying on your floor if you lay another finger on her.” The look on my father’s face was pure outrage. “The contract is signed and she is mine rightfully and as stated in the binding contract I will stay here until we are married so your daughter would have the chance to know me. But I can clearly see that I now have a stronger conviction to stay and ensure her safety from the lik
My father paid no attention to the rake of man standing next to him. A servant announces that dinner was ready. “We should be seated, please follow me please.” My mother says, Marquess Browne offers his arm to me and I reluctantly take it as we begin to follow my parents to the dining hall. “You look lovely tonight my dear,” he says to me. I feign shyness, “thank you my lord, your compliment is most gracious.” “My lord” the butler addressed my father, “Duke Angelo has arrived and has requested to speak with you on an urgent matter.” My mother looks at my father quizzingly, he drops my mothers arm leaving us with the marquee. “Shall we?” my mother says, gesturing her hand towards the dining hall. Marquess Browne offers my mother his other arm, escorting us. Upon reaching the dining table the marquee pulls out my mothers chair to the left of the chair at the head of the table. As the marquee comes around to the other side of the table where he and I sit. I hear the laughter of my fat
“I see you have been rolling around in the grass again Rayne.” My mother sucked in her teeth and gave a scathing look to my nurse. “Ma’am I apologize, miss wanted to pick some of the more difficult herbs and tripped on her skirts…” My nurse tried to explain before my mother cut her off, “I don’t care what excuses you have for being late and she is supposed to be ready already. You know what today means if the marquess is fancied enough a marriage offer will be extended, which means a higher station for us.Put on her best dress and make haste.” My mother ordered both me and my nurse. “Not to worry, miss, many men fancy you. From what I hear from the servants that accompany your mother on her errands, your father has turned down many requests for your hand in marriage now that you're of age.” My nurse said to try to lift my spirits. I smile tightly back at her and nod my head. “The marquess miss you should be lucky to have him calling on you. He is not bad looking and very athletic too
With her hands on her lips she gives me a look that says she doesn;t believe me. “Off with ya, your father and mother are expecting visitors this eve for dinner. You miss need to get ready for it.” I stand up and dust the dirt from my skirts and comb my fingers through my hair picking out the grass that was caught in it. “Do you know who is coming?” She softens her face and looks at me sympathetically, “Aye miss I do, when we arrive at the manor you are to get changed in one of your finer dresses. Your father has arranged a suitor for ye the Marquess.” She says with pride. “Now let's be off.” She reaches for my hand and drags in the direction of the manor. I look behind me towards the tree line where Sam went, a stray tear escapes my eye. I yank my hand from my nurse's grasp,and turn back around “what do you think your doing miss?” She all but yells at me. “I forgot my basket, let me grab it.” I slowly make my way back to my basket. When a pebble hits my hand ouch I rub my hand and l
I sit once again in silence, I begin to hear a hum in the distance. I look up and stare straight ahead as a faint light no bigger than pin prick, which quickly began to multiply in every direction. Until the once dark prison was full of bright light that quickly surrounded me. It was all the power I had released being reabsorbed into my body. My flesh glowing and warmth invaded my soul. I could now feel the missing pieces of soul reuniting feeling whole again. Before I could relish in feeling one again, I felt an odd sensation in my center like a hot poker burning me from the inside out. I scream and claw at my middle; the pain only intensifies. The burning spreads to every limb until I’m consumed in heavenly fire. “Rayne,” I hear my nurse calling for me. “Where have you run off to?” I quickly gathered my basket full of herbs I was collecting. “Sam,” I whispered frantically. Sam’s head pops up amongst the tall grass, grinning at me. I run to him “ I must be off, she can't catch us to
“Michael…Michael where are you? Where am I? What is this place?” I slowly get up off the hard ground. I waver as I gather my footing. The ground beneath my feet is smooth and cold. I turn in a full circle and see nothing but darkness. “Mother, Father?” I scream into the endless void. My pleas go unanswered, I’m here alone. Where are my guardians? Have my parents really created a prison to hold me? This isn’t right. I'm supposed to be reborn. Why am I here? What have I done to warrant this punishment from my parents? No I refuse their prisoner I gather my power and release it in an explosion looking for weak points to try and escape. “You will not hold me here!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs to my parents to anyone or thing that would listen. I send another blast of power stronger than the last, nothing happens. It's like this hell, limbo, prison absorbs every last drop of my power. My knees buckle, no this can’t be happening. I bang my fist against the ground and it splinters und
He was very tall, broad shoulders, sun kissed bronze skin. He has a warriors build, long wavy chestnut hair. He looked up at me and winked mischievous emerald green eyes fanned my thick dark eyelashes met mine. Thick eyebrows with a perfect arch, strong square jaw and lush lips that screamed kiss me. I Screamed “Michael!!” I abandoned Lucifer and ran towards Michael. As I got closer to him my life force sought his. When they finally met a gold flame lite up the entire church. I continued to run into his open arms. When I finally reached him he wrapped his arms tightly around me. Kissing my forehead. Looking up at him tears blurred my vision. It was him it was really him, he smelled of spice and lemon. With both hands he grabbed my face and kissed my with all the passion he could. He lifted me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. And I did so happily “I love you Little Goddess.” He kissed me again and within that moment Cammy had somehow gotten my arrow. She used it to stab Mic
I closed my eyes, focused on the power radiating from him. I forced him to appear before me kneeling, his down. “Look at me Luc.” When he didn't I forced him to. I deep scar ran down his eyebrow and into his lip. “Luci I should finish you off here and now.” “So why don't you?” “You know why. And it’s not because I love you.” He laughed in my face, “Michael is weak, he let his feelings for me cloud his judgement and your doing the same.” He spat at my feet “and you call me weak and pathetic?” I backhanded him and he hit the floor. “Touch my father again and he dies.” I quickly turned around and there was Cammy and a man held at knife point. Holding Lucifer in place I looked back at him. “Your daughter? Are you serious?” “What I don't look like the fatherly type to you? I placed her in your path, and like the sap you are; you can't deny an innocent child’s request. It was too easy to manipulate that weak heart of yours. You actually sent her off to live and be raised by your brother