sure as fuck didn’t want to. This was divine. This was the original definition. A pleasure so pure, so full of friendship and care, it was perfectly aligned to our original purpose. I ducked my head, ignoring our flight in favor of Deyva’s lips, savoring this gift from her, and doing my best to feed her with my own.
Even behind my closed eyelids, I knew the room grew brighter, holy light bursting out of me as I became electrified, urgent, desperate in our union.
“Azariah,” Deyva moaned, her lips traveling damply to my ear. “Yes, that’s it. Come with me, Az!”
I opened my mouth to say her name, but all that came out was a great shout, vibrating through me with the rocketing, explosive pleasure of release. My wings grew taut, pulling back as I came with frantic bucking, Deyva clamping like a vise around me, rigid in my hold. Barely aware, I rolled us as we fell to the floor, gasping and shuddering as I landed on my back, wings spread flat and limp, Deyva a wilted heap on top of me.
I panted, grinning, hips twitching with aftershocks as Deyva’s echoed around me.
“Oh hell yeah, I’ve missed that,” I gasped out.
Deyva hummed, licking my throat, nibbling on my chin, rising up on wobbling arms to stare down at me with her beautiful, green cat-tilted eyes.
“Not bad. But I believe you said something about all night?” she asked, smile crooked.
I growled, yanking her off me and tossing her to the bed, laughing when she yelped and scrambled backward as I chased her.
I had Deyva on my tongue, her fingers in my hair as she rode me like a county-fair amusement. The fact that one of her kind could get off without their partner’s release? Well, that was very fun news for me. Especially as Deyva happened to be especially cute in the throes of orgasm.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” she yipped, tugging on my strands and making the bed creak with her bouncing. I sucked hard on her clit and she squealed, arching above me, fingers sliding free as she tipped sideways and landed on my pillows, shivering.
I hurried to sit up, grabbing her limp legs and wrapping them around me, ready to start this whole depraved merry-go-round all over again, when there was a brief knock on my door. It opened without waiting for our answer, and there was Stavros, a smile on his lips that didn’t reach his eyes.
“You fully charged, babe?”
“She’s the energizer bunny,” I said, as Deyva wiggled to sit up. “So are you and Zach from what I heard.”
Stav didn’t look amused, but he didn’t look like a jealous boyfriend either.
“We’re good,” Deyva said, frowning at him.
Stavros nodded. “Good. Because they’re coming.”
33
A Time For War
Deyva
Azariah circled slowly as he made his descent from the dark sky, the only bright spot among the thick, ominous clouds hovering over Bethel. The angel’s face was grim as he landed in front of the priest house where me and the guys waited.
“They’ve surrounded the town on all sides,” he reported. “I spotted six generals, but there could be more holding back for a second wave. The smog is just too thick even for me to tell.”
“Kimaris?” I piped up.
Az looked at me and shook his head, the frustration evident in his eyes. He wanted to take out that sadistic demon just as badly as I did.
“How much time do we have?” Zach asked.
“They’ll reach the gate within an hour.” Az’s eyes landed on Kais, the closest person to a general we had. “Battle strategy isn’t one of my kinks, so I’ll hear out whatever you suggest, Father.”
“We meet them outside the gate with our best fighters from the town,” Kais answered. “Everyone else stays inside the gate, but armed. Let them take out whoever slips past us with the help of the gate’s protection. You and Deyva take out the generals first, then help us wipe out the hellions once they’re gone.”
“Can I have John?” Azariah shot a grin at me. “He’s like a good luck charm to me now.”
“No,” I huffed. “John is my sword. Stavros gave him to me.”
“I’ll give you Andrew,” Zach told him. “He’s my backup after Joan.”
“What do we tell everyone?” Stavros had been mulling it over quietly. “They’re waiting for us in the gym, and they’re fucking scared. Should we, I dunno, give them some kind of morale boost?” He looked at Az. “You’d be good at that.”
“Respectfully, Father,” Az sighed. “These are your people. They’ve