Nephilim the Reckoning (Wrath of the Fallen Book 3)

I looked up as Faith walked into the bedroom. The fluffy white hotel towel was wrapped around her like a sarong, and her long hair was twisted up in another towel like a turban.

“Feel better?” I asked. She’d been quiet since she’d returned from the desert. After filling me in on their failure to find any trace of Cain, I’d realised she was disheartened as well as hot, sweaty, and covered in sand. I’d steered her in the direction of the spacious bathroom that adjoined our room with Euriel’s.

She flopped onto the bed, the towel turban collapsing with the impact. She pulled it off and chucked it to the floor, letting her dark red curls spill out over the white hotel sheets. I tried not to think about how they looked like blood trails. I was getting hungry again. Feeding from Faith had me feeling the best I ever had in my life. I felt stronger, faster, my senses were even more heightened, and I could heal quicker than before. But now I craved her and I needed to feed more often. I just hated asking her. I never wanted her to feel like that was all she was to me.

“Alex?”

Her soft voice broke into my thoughts, and I looked back at her face. “Huh?”

“You zoned out there on me for a moment. I said I was feeling much better.”

I smiled. “I should think so. I think you pretty much used up all the water in the city considering how long you were in there.”

She raised up on one elbow and glared at me. “Uh-huh. Why don’t you go and wander around the desert for twelve hours in the baking sun and see how you feel when you come back? Seriously, there was sand in places you really don’t want sand, especially when you’re a girl.”

I laughed and sat down on the bed next to her. “So you’re sand free now then?”

“Thankfully.” She rolled onto her back, staring up at the ceiling, and I watched her, enjoying how the towel had risen up her legs, leaving only a dark shadow at their junction.

“So what do we need to do now?” she questioned. “How are we going to find these members of the Order of Lizpha? I hardly think they’re going to be on Google.”

I leant back and placed my hand on her ankle. “No, I think you’d be right about that. I think it’s going to take proper groundwork to find these guys.” I started to massage the muscles in her calf, running my hands up and down to relieve the tension I could feel. She moaned in relief.

“Turn over,” I directed, loving how she followed my commands without hesitation. As she did, the towel slipped up even farther, and I was rewarded with a fine view of her perfect ass. I shuffled back to kneel between her ankles and started massaging her calves again, digging right into the muscles to loosen them. A muffled groan came from where her face was planted straight into the soft duvet.

“That pressure okay?” I inquired.

She lifted her head a fraction. “Amazing. Don’t stop.”

I grinned and continued. “I think the only way we’re going to track any of them down is to let them find us.”

She twisted her head to the side. “And how are we going to do that?”

I hesitated. “Well, you might not like this idea, but I was thinking… bait.”

She didn’t reply, and for a moment, I thought I’d deeply offended her, then I realised the mattress was vibrating from her laughter. After a few seconds, she lifted her head again. “Cas is going to kill you.”

I chuckled, adjusting my position so I could continue working my hands up her thighs. My cock started to harden at the feel of her smooth skin and the warmth I could feel beneath my cold fingers. I ignored it. “Yes, I did consider that. Maybe it’s better if he doesn’t find out. Euriel too. I’m not sure if he would be on board.”

She twisted her head again and laid it to the side so she could talk to me. “I don’t think he’d be that bothered. In fact, I’m not entirely sure if he’d be bothered if I got fed on or killed and tossed into the street. Trying to get that guy to feel any kind of emotion is like squeezing blood from a stone.”

“Interesting analogy when we’re talking about vampires,” I commented, intrigued and a little amused at how petulant she sounded. I hoped her crush didn’t leave her broken-hearted. He would be totally oblivious and wouldn’t think twice about leaving at the end of all this. Assuming we survived, of course.

I removed my hands from the back of her legs and smiled as she moaned in disappointment. I leaned forward, pulling the tendrils of wet hair away from her neck and shoulders, and began to work my fingers down the nape of her neck. As I reached her shoulders, and started to massage them firmly, she groaned, the sound making me grit my teeth as I fought the urge to bend down and either bury my teeth into her skin or my cock into her pussy.

“Oh God, Alex, that’s incredible.”

I smiled to myself, concentrating on trying to undo the knots around her upper spine and shoulder blades. She wasn’t using her wings a lot yet, but she had grown up without using them, so practicing had put a lot of strain on her back, neck, and shoulder muscles. She hadn’t exactly been training recently, though, since Euriel had been around. Trying to keep her identity a secret definitely got in the way of giving her wings a workout. I moved down her back, sliding my palms around to her ribcage. Her occasional moan became one low, continuous sound of pure pleasure as I worked my way to her lower back.

I heard the shower start up again in the bathroom.

“I guess Euriel got sand everywhere too. What were you two up to out there in the desert?” I teased.NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

She went quiet and sighed. “Absolutely nothing, I swear. It was like an oven, and the whole time he looked as fresh as a daisy while I looked like a hot, sweaty mess. Sometimes I really hate that man. Angel. Whatever.”

Irritation bubbled up inside me. He’d obviously upset her in some way. Idiot. It wasn’t hard to see he was attracted to her. As much as I wanted him gone as soon as possible, I still wished he’d get over himself and just make her happy. I didn’t know how he could not be around her and not want to touch her all the time like I did.

I looked down at her pale skin, trailing my fingers gently over her shoulder blades, down the lovely curve of her back, and over that perfect ass of hers. I heard her breath hitch, and I swallowed.

Fuck it. I slid my fingers down the soft skin of her inner thighs until I reached her knees. With a strong, firm movement, I gripped her tightly and pulled her legs apart, sliding forward in the gap. She gasped as she felt my breath hit her pussy, and I inhaled deeply, her scent filling me. The air conditioning in the hotel was rather low, and goosebumps speckled her pale skin. Unable to resist any longer, I flicked my tongue over her lips, enjoying the sudden source of heat.

She gasped. “Alex!”

“Mmm?”

“Euriel’s in the next room…” She tried to move, but my hands fastened on her thighs, pinning her in place. Even with her growing strength, she was no match for me yet—and a dark part of me hoped she never would be. I took a long, slow lick, and she shuddered.

“So what?” I asked.

“He might… come in.”

I dipped my tongue between her folds, desperate for a taste of her sweetness. “Mmm, he might. But you like the idea of being watched, don’t you?”

Not waiting for an answer, I slowly licked her up and down, exploring every external fold with my tongue. She moaned quietly, and by the muffled quality, I could tell she was pressing her face into the bed to keep the noise down. I didn’t want her to be quiet. I wanted to hear her pants and her cries as I made her come. Pulling back, I settled my hands on her hips and flipped her onto her back.

“Alex!”

I didn’t reply, just pulled her ass to the edge of the bed and lowered onto my knees on the floor so I could get at her. She arched her back as I fastened my mouth onto her clit and started to suck gently. She always tasted incredible to me—fresh and spicy and sweet all at the same time. A memory of Amadi’s head between her legs flashed across my mind, but I pushed it away. We were going to find him, and when we did, I was going to lock the three of us in a room somewhere and spend hours watching them pleasure each other just for my benefit.

The thought spurred me on, and I reached down to rub my cock through my trousers, imagining seeing Faith on her knees in front of him, her luscious mouth sliding up and down his hard length. Her moans just added to the image in my head, and I slipped a finger inside her, then another. Her back arched again and she cried out, her fingers twisting in the sheets on the edge of the bed.

“Alex, fuck!”

I smiled against her pussy, loving the sound of my name on her lips. Then I stilled. Above the erotic sounds of Faith’s breath, her thudding heart, and her gasps, I heard something else. I drew back but kept sliding my fingers in and out of her. Turning my head, I saw the source of the new sound. Standing in the doorway of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel draped about his hips, was Euriel. His golden eyes were fixed on Faith, who was completely oblivious with her eyes closed and lips parted as she writhed under my touch. I watched as his own lips parted, his gaze raking over her face and bare breasts.

I could understand the attraction she had for him, even if he was an arrogant, prejudiced prick. His damp blonde hair was tousled and messy, not neatly combed back, and it suited him much better. His body was better than I had thought, toned and well-muscled, probably from all the flying, and his skin, although pale, had a golden sheen to it, similar to Cas, although Cas had a much darker skin tone. When it became clear that no rebuke was about to land, I turned my attention back to Faith, curling my fingers inside her as I flicked my tongue over her clit again.

“Oh my… Alex… Alex, please…” Her hands were in my hair now, pulling my face against her pussy as she pressed against me. I wanted to fuck her so badly. I just wanted to stand up, ram my cock deep inside her, and fuck her until she screamed, and to hell with whoever was watching. I took a shaky breath and grinned, pulling back from her again despite her moan of protest.

“Instead of just watching, why don’t you help?” I addressed Euriel. His head whipped around to face me, his expression one of shock as he realised I knew he was there.

“I-I, er… I’m sorry,” he stuttered.

Faith opened her eyes and gasped, trying to sit up and pull away from me. My hands fastened on her thighs, my fingers digging into her flesh to stop her from moving.

“Euriel!” Faith exclaimed.

“Don’t be sorry. You clearly want her. Come. Taste her…” I went to pull back, but he recoiled in horror.

“No, I can’t.” His tongue darted out over his lips, and I noticed he didn’t leave. For a moment, I felt pity for him.

“Then kiss her,” I urged.

“Kiss her?”

“You can do that, can’t you? Just kiss her.”

Faith was quiet, her chest still heaving as she watched Euriel slowly cross the room. He knelt down next to the bed, and she reclined again, her eyes fastened on his the whole time. I wanted to laugh. He was totally transfixed by her. He reached out and trailed a finger down the side of her face, then he lowered his mouth to hers.

I mirrored him, my lips moving firmly over her clit, licking and sucking it. Her breaths grew faster again, and I glanced up to see her hand cupping the nape of his neck as she pulled him down so she could deepen the kiss. The sight was hot, I couldn’t deny it. Watching an angel fall to temptation was pretty fucking erotic.

I slipped a third finger inside her, and she moaned. Euriel tensed and went to pull away, but she wouldn’t release him. I began to slide my fingers in and out, matching the rhythm of my tongue, finger fucking her faster and faster. Her moans increased, and I watched as Euriel hesitantly raised his hand and trailed his fingertips over her breast. I groaned at the flood of wetness that his one touch evoked from her, lapping it up as his fingers danced teasingly over her nipple.

Kneeling higher so I could watch, I began fingering her harder, the heel of my hand rubbing her clit.

“Come on, Faith, let go…” Her moans were nearly screams now, and her hips rolled up to press against me. “Faith, Euriel needs to see you come. Let him watch you fall apart…” My words hit home, and she cried out as the climax ripped through her. Euriel pulled back, watching with an expression that was either pleasure or pain as she writhed on the bed in front of him. As the waves of pleasure subsided, Euriel cast one agonised look at me and rushed from the room.

“Euriel, wait!” she called after him, trying to turn onto her front.

“Let him go,” I murmured, restraining her.

“No, we shouldn’t have done that. How could you do that to him?” She fought against me. “Alex, let me go, I need to see if he’s okay.”

“No.” I pulled her back towards the edge of the bed, freeing my cock with one hand.

“Alex, no, stop…”

I didn’t listen, I needed her desperately. I rubbed the head of my cock against her wetness, and she groaned. In an instant, she stopped fighting me. “Still want me to stop?” I asked, sliding my cock into her, then slowly pulling out and thrusting inside again.

“No,” she gasped. “But Euriel…”

“Appears to be having a cold shower by the sound of it. The downside of being an angel is that even masturbation is a sin.” I began to move more forcefully, and she moaned. “I, on the other hand, already being damned and all, can think of a much more inviting way to deal with a cock this hard.” I slammed into her, and she lay back, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me deeper inside.

“Still want me to stop, Faith?” I questioned as I pounded into her.

“No, fuck, no.”

“Tell me you want me to stop…” I pulled her legs wide and looked down at her glistening pussy as I thrust into her. “Come on, Faith, tell me, beg me to stop.”

“Alex… Fuck!”

I didn’t hold back, I couldn’t. I wanted to make up for Euriel running out on her, for not being man enough to take her the way she clearly wanted him to. I twisted her, bringing her leg up against my chest and resting her heel on my shoulder so I could get deeper. Reaching down, I gently pinched her clit, and she cried out, dragging her nails down my arms. The pain sent a shock of pleasure to my cock, and I closed my eyes, hammering into her, oblivious to everything except her.

“Alex… Alex…”

I opened my eyes, needing more, and moved her again so I could lean down and press my body against hers. She reached up and tore my shirt open, pulling my bare skin against her breasts. I pressed my mouth against her neck, and I shuddered from desire.

“Faith, can I…”

Her eyes widened, but she immediately turned her head to the side, baring a long expanse of her pretty white throat. I groaned and sank my fangs deep into her skin.

“Fuck!” she screamed as the orgasm tore through her body. She jerked and thrashed under me, and I felt her bite down onto my arm, trying to muffle her cries. Her blood was hot in my mouth, flowing down my throat like liquid fire. I couldn’t control the effect my bite was having on her, I had no restraint left, and a second climax hit her, then a third. I joined her as I slammed deep inside for the final time, spilling my seed into her as her blood spilled into me.

“Alex, stop.”

I barely heard her. My mind whirled, and my body shook and hummed with the energy that pulsed through us both.

“Alex, Alex, stop. Please, Alex… Alex!” My eyes flew open, and I drew back immediately. She lay drained and spent beneath me, her body still trembling from aftershocks. The blood trickling from her throat slowed as her fast healing powers kicked into action, but there was blood streaming from the corner of her mouth.

“Faith, Faith!”

She opened her eyes and dark jade circles gazed up at me. “I’m okay, I just wasn’t sure if you were going to stop…”

Guilt washed through me. I hadn’t felt like this in months. “Faith, I am so—”

She pressed a finger to my lips. “If you say you’re sorry, then I will whip your sorry ass to kingdom come. That was fucking amazing.”

I laughed, though the guilt didn’t quite fade. My smile did, however, as I looked down at the crimson smear around her lips. I reached down and wiped a bit away. “Why do you have blood on your mouth?”

She looked confused for a moment, running her tongue over her lips in a way that made me crazy. “Oh, um… I may have bit you too.” Her eyes flicked sideways to my arm, and I looked to see a deep bite mark in my forearm. She had broken the skin, but I could tell she couldn’t have taken much blood. I sighed in relief.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got enough going on. I don’t need to be accidentally turned into a vampire also,” she teased, looking at me coyly. “It was just, you know, in the heat of the moment, I wanted to bite you back!”

I chuckled, and she grinned at me.

“Come on,” I murmured, standing and sliding my arms behind her shoulders to help her sit up. “We’re both going to need a shower now, if Euriel ever gets out, and you’re going to need a couple of hours of sleep and something to eat if we’re going to go wandering the streets looking for vampire cults.”