Live Like Legends (LIVING LEGEND #3)

Chapter 15

I was seething as I took note of all the books before me. Most of their spines were worn off but I’m sure the insides were legible enough if I gave a shit right now.

I felt a presence behind me, tall and familiar. I continued to stare at the bookshelf in front of me, not paying my increasing heart rate any mind. His hands came to my waist, as his body got closer to me until he was flush against my back. I held my breath as my hair was moved to the side exposing the side of my neck. His lips found my skin and traveled to my ear.“I’m sorry, baby.”

His voice sent a shiver down my spine, and I felt myself leaning back into him. “It really isn’t surprising that you turned this into part of a mission. Very you, Nicholas. Commendable, you wanting to help at all sides, but you are really frustrating.” His hands explored my stomach, gliding down to my outer thighs and bunching up my dress slowly.

He continued to speak directly into my ear, his voice low and intoxicating. I was starting to feel a little drunk off of it. “I know, Dani. I know. I fucked up.”

I let out a heavy sigh, attempting to collect myself. “It’s okay, your heart was in the right place as per usual. You can make it up to me when this is all over, that way we both can be optimistic about everything.”

I heard his deep chuckle before he whispered, “I would rather make it up to you now. I mean…” He ran his hand under my dress, letting his fingers slip into my panties, “I can’t leave you all wet and needy now, can I?” His fingers massaged me between my legs, circling my clit and I nearly bit my tongue. I reached out towards one of the wooden shelves, hearing a small creak from the amount of pressure I was providing it.

“I could always say no and make you suffer,” I snarked.

He removed his hand from my pussy and traveled up my dress to cup both my breasts with his palms. “You could. We both know that’s not what you want. It’s not what that pretty pussy is begging for.”

He bent down, licking and nipping my ear.One of his hands moved further up my body towards the straps of my dress. Nick gently tugged one of them down, so that it sat limply at my arm. He fingered the top of my dress, pulling the material down and releasing my breast into the cool air around us. His fingers played with my nipple as he did the same thing to the other side, leaving me exposed on the top floor of the Divine Library.

“Are you so sure you’ve never—” I sucked in a breath when he started kissing my neck again. His lips brushed that perfect spot that always made my thighs push together, “done this before, had this little fantasy?”

He tweaked both my nipples with his fingers and shook his head against me. “No, but this isn’t about me. This is all about you.”

I felt my eyebrows turn in confusion. “What about me, hmm?”

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

He pulled my dress straps further down my arms, allowing me to be free of their confinement. I reached back and grabbed his hair, eliciting a groan from him. “Tell me to make you come and I will. Tell me to make you scream and I’ll fucking do it. Just be greedy and tell me what you want, right now.”

“I want you to keep touching me,” I ordered.

“Where?”

I looked down the length of my body, watching as his hands teased me. “Between my legs, use your fingers.”

He did what I said and returned his hands to my pussy causing my thighs to tremble when his fingertips made contact. He circled my clit and applied just enough pressure to have me squirming.

“Fuck, Nick…” I wanted more, I wanted so much more.

“Is this enough for you, needy one?” He lightly grazed his fingers along my entrance but not putting them inside.

“No, fuck , no I want more.”

He dipped his head down, kissing the side of my face while still playing with me. “Then use that bratty mouth and tell me.”

I removed my hand from the shelf and tried to reach down towards his hand, guide him to where I wanted those skilled fingers.He was quicker than me and yanked my hand away, interlocking his fingers with my own and pulling me so close to him that I could feel his cock against my back.

“Not so fast…”

“Nick, please…” I whined.

He tsked, letting go of my hand and playing with my breasts again. “So flustered that you can’t even tell the guy that loves you what you want him to do to you?” His smile against the skin of my face pissed me off in the hottest way.

“Put your fingers inside of me.” I turned my head upward so I could see him, the frustration on my face so clear, but all he did was lift an eyebrow, never letting up on the rhythm of his fingers. “I want you put your fingers inside of me and fuck me with them until the only thing I can think about wanting is your cock.”

His eyes closed for a moment, a restrained fuck leaving his lips.

“Is that detailed enough for you?”

He didn’t answer me. He just quickly lifted the bottom of my dress up and moved my panties to the side. He pressed one finger inside of me, then without hesitation added another. He angled his body over me as he curled his fingers inside of where I was relieved to have them.

I whimpered at the rough movement of his fingers. His thumb skated over my clit, continuously making my eyes flutter open and closed. The sound of how wet I was filled my ears, and I bit my lip wanting more than just those two fingers.

As if he read my mind, Nick slipped another finger inside, stretching me but it was in no comparison to his cock.I reached back out for the shelves, steadying myself as I watched his forearm pulse with each flick of his wrist. His other hand played with my breasts, the stimulation overwhelming. “Don’t stop, that feels so g-good.”

“So needy the way your pussy is squeezing my fingers.”

My thighs started to shake as his fingers kept slamming into me, touching that spot that had me dropping my mouth open. “Fuck, I want your cock.”

His low groan at my ear had me coming on his hand, squeezing the shelves and attempting to jolt away from him even though all I wanted to do was be closer.He removed his fingers, his cock rigid against my back. My breathing was harsh and I ran a hand through my curls, nearly hearing my heart beating through my ears.

I felt his hand wrap around my throat gently, pulling me back against him. “Be specific, baby. Telling me to fuck you isn’t enough. Use your words.”

“I…fuck…”

His fingertips squeezed both sides of my throat and I brought my ass back, rubbing the front of his pants.We were so alone in this place and I had released this unhinged version of the man that I loved. All he wanted to do right now was please me and I knew he could. He was causing my senses to malfunction, but I wasn’t so far gone that I couldn’t articulate what I wanted. I slammed my hand against the wooden shelf, hearing the wood creak and rattle. Some of the books shook in place but then it was quiet again. I pulled away from him and spun around, standing on the tips of my toes, attempting to reach his face. He was thrown off guard a bit but rallied, raising both his eyebrows.

I grabbed his shirt, pulling him into me. My lips brushed his as I spoke each word with conviction so that he didn’t misunderstand.“I want you to fuck me like I’m no one else’s but yours. I want you to pound my pretty pussy so well that I scream in this perfect little angelic library of yours. I want you to make me come all over your cock so fucking hard that I’m shaking and unable to form sentences, that I’m only able to utter one word and that’s your name.” I grabbed his cock through his pants and licked at his lips. “Can you handle that, hmm? Or does the thought of fucking me senseless, hearing your name echo off the walls in a place full of so much history too much for you, baby?”

He took my face in his hand, grazing his thumb over my parted lips. He eventually stuck it in my mouth, and I clasped onto it, sucking and looking right into his hooded eyes. He pulled out his thumb, moving the wet digit to one of my nipples.

I shuddered at the contact, right as he leaned down, his voice wrapping around me like warmth I didn’t know I could crave so much. “Oh, my needy one does know how to follow directions.” He brought his lips to mine but then pulled away too quickly for my liking. I was about to demand more when he turned me around, pushing down between my shoulders so I was forced to reach one of the shelves near the bottom as I bent over.

The fabric of my dress tickled my skin, the material being maneuvered so that it was out of the way and exposed my ass to him. I felt his hands explore each cheek, small squeezes here and there that lit my skin on fire. He hooked a finger into my panties and moved them over again so he could see my pussy. I sensed a shift behind me, so I dipped my head down and tried to see what he was doing. He had knelt down so that he was eye level with my backside. My eyes instantly closed, a pleasurable hiss leaving my lips when I felt his tongue against me. He continued to lap at me with what seemed like every intention of making me come on his tongue. My teeth sunk down into my bottom lip so hard that I tasted blood when he used his hands to spread me open, his tongue licking from my clit up to my ass. My breath caught as he swirled his tongue around my tight hole, using his fingers to rub my clit. His tongue pressed into my ass as much as it could, pulling out and then going back in.I moaned out loud, pushing back against his mouth.

Nick got up from where he was settled between my legs, the sound of him undoing his pants making my ears perk up.

“What the fuck? Why did you stop?” I whined, wiggling my ass towards him.

His cock rubbed against my pussy, and he hummed. “Here I thought you wanted my cock.” His palm landed hard against my ass making me squirm. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you.”

I nodded towards the bookshelf, whimpering, “I do, fuck , I do.”

“Say it.”

I groaned out my response, “I want you to fuck me, plea —” My words were cut off when I felt him push inside of me with enough force to have me readjusting my stance.He grabbed my hips and started moving, pounding in and out. He kept a steady rhythm, never faltering as he pressed his fingers into my skin.His grunts bounced off the walls and caused a shiver through my whole body. I nearly wanted to cry from how good he felt and how I wanted him so much deeper than he already was.

He smacked my ass again, causing me to let out a moan. He pulled me harder against him, our skin smacking together violently.“Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes, Nick, yes, yes.”

He grabbed my hair and yanked my head back, his cock moving inside of me at a different angle that made my legs buckle.“Does your needy little pussy feel better?” He spoke against my ear, his voice dominant and demanding. He wrapped his other arm around my body, holding me in place so I wouldn’t fall forward. He let my hair go so he could wrap his hand around my throat.

I tried my best to give some sort of nod since I had seemed to lose all ways to speak. He wasn’t tentative with his hips as our bodies collided over and over again. I fell apart when my orgasm ran through me.I felt his breath against me, his free hand traveling down to my clit. I squirmed just a bit, still coming down from my climax.

“So perfect.” His fingers played with me and I could feel myself being turned on all over again, while his cock was still settled inside of me.

“N-Nick…” I hesitated, wanting more of his fingers or for him to start moving again.

“You still want that? For me to make you scream?” He kissed the side of my face and bent a little to trail his kisses to my neck.

I tried to steady my breathing. “Yes, make me scream.”

Nick pulled out of me, turning me around and lifting me up into his arms before my legs could give out. His lips found mine as he carried me to one of the sturdy wooden tables, setting me down near the edge.I worked quickly when removing his shirt while he ran his deft fingers over my nipples. A small moan left my lips, but he took that moan and swallowed it whole as his mouth molded to mine.

“So dirty for such a well brought up angel.” I teased, letting my hands travel down his skin. My fingers traced over his abs and wrapped around his cock. His shaft was still wet from me, twitching at my very touch. “Anyone can come in here and catch us. They could watch you taking what’s yours…you aren’t worried about that, right?” I tugged on his cock, and he pressed his lips together in a mild groan.

He grabbed my hand and yanked it away, gripping thighs, forcing me to fall back as he tugged me closer to the end of the table. The sound of him ripping my panties off filled the room and then I hissed out in pleasure as his cock slid over my clit. “As long as the only name you scream is mine, I don’t care who sees us.”

He pressed his cock into me, holding onto the outside of my thighs as he pulled me back, meeting him at every single thrust. Nick looked down and watched each motion, watched the quick way he slid out and back in.

I nearly bit my own tongue as I massaged my breasts, wanting to pull him in deeper. I looked down my body to see his stomach muscles contract as he pumped his hips. One of his hands released my thigh and he started playing with my clit again. He fluttered over it with his fingers and with the way his cock hit every perfect way imaginable, I knew this orgasm could probably kill me. He wanted to please me, whether it be sexually or emotionally; it was jarring knowing that this man would get on his knees for me yet have me dropping to my own when the moment called for it. “Fuck, I love you.”

He let out a small laugh, leaning down as he spread my legs out wider. “I love you too.” He pushed inside of me with short, quick thrusts that had me holding onto his biceps. “Now tell me you’re mine.”

I tried to kiss him, but he moved away, waiting. I let out an annoyed groan, which quickly turned into a satisfied one when he circled his hips. “I’m yours.”

“Say it again.”

“I’m yours. It’s all yours, all of it.”

Nick backed off and pulled out, disappearing as he bent down between my legs. I managed to lift myself up to my elbows right as he pressed his face into my pussy, devouring me with that skilled tongue he had. He pushed my thighs back so that his tongue could swipe over my ass and my pussy. I grasped the sides of the table at the sensation, nearly hearing it whine.

“You want me to make you come?” He asked between licks and kisses against the little bundle that had my thigh muscles clenching.

I nodded, my teeth pushing into my bottom lip.

Nick took my clit into his mouth, while his smallest finger delicately played with my ass but never tried to push inside. His eyes flicked up to me, as if saying my nonverbal answer wasn’t good enough.

I whimpered, knowing he could make me come at any moment, but he was withholding. “I want you to make me come, please .”

He let out a satisfied hum before licking at my clit again, circling it and giving it so much attention that my legs were already shaking. “And who owns this pretty pussy, Dani?”

My curls fell in my face as I panted, the room felt hot and I could have passed out from his incessant edging. “You.”

He landed one more kiss to where I was wet and needy, standing up to his full height. “Good fucking girl.” I practically yelped when he landed a quick but well-placed smack on my pussy, grabbing my thighs and pushing himself inside of me again.

The table rattled from how hard he went, how rough he was being and when he placed his hand under my head to lift me up, I widened my legs needing to chase that orgasm that was building and building. Our faces were inches apart and sweat decorated our skin. I kissed him but used my teeth to yank his bottom lip out. “Don’t forget you’re mine too, Nicholas Cassial.”

He grabbed my hair as he pounded up into me, tilting my face back so he could lick up my neck and towards my ear. “Then come on my cock,” he wrapped his arm around my body, his cock filling me continuously until stars started to shine behind my eyes. “Come for me, baby. Scream for me just like you want to.”

I pressed my fingers into his bare shoulder, seeing small pieces of light come from my palm. He’d told me before, the burns I left didn’t scare him or push him away. He’d said his skin would heal as would everything else. I loved him for saying that, even when my love tended to hurt him.I now knew how to control this light and what he did to me, what his own light added didn’t need to hurt. The light dimmed and shuttered as if it was simply going back to sleep, dormant until I needed it.

It was all so much that I closed my eyes, letting out a scream that burned my lungs and his name followed behind it. He pumped his hips a few more times, shaking when his own orgasms released. I was trembling from the sheer satisfaction of the moment when the sound of a door opening stilled us both.

“I know it is late, but this is the best time to make note of the changes I need fulfilled. After the ceremony, the turnaround time will need to be quick. New windows, new tapestries, the works.” Ariel.

A group of angels in teal suits followed behind him as he entered the library. They must all be executives, just clearly not at the caliber that Ariel was.

Nick mouthed the word fuck and closed his eyes, probably wishing to go back in time.

I couldn’t help but cough out a laugh which Nick immediately shut down, clasping his hand over my mouth. I managed to get one of his fingers in between my teeth and bit down.

He hissed out and removed his hand.

“Maybe I wouldn’t be laughing if you weren’t still inside of me.” I whispered, flicking my eyes down to where we were still joined.

He rolled his eyes and quietly pulled out, tiptoeing over to where his pants and shirt were still on the floor. He plucked my ripped panties from the ground and placed them in his pocket. Where we were was out of sight of anyone down below but the idea that they could look up and see us was a little thrilling. A lot thrilling actually.

“Maybe Ariel should have found us. We could have showed him what actual sex looks like.” I muttered, realizing Nick could hear me when he shushed me from his spot near the railing.

I moved my dress back into place and without a mirror attempted to fix my hair. Nick looked over the railing, trying to see what was going on. He turned around, noticing me fiddling with my hair and whispered, “stop, you’re beautiful. Your curls are perfect.”

I could feel myself blushing. “I’m rightly disheveled”

“You’re welcome.”

I hopped off the table on shaky legs and bent down so I could rest my knees on the cold ground while being able to fulfill my curiosity. Nick followed suit and we both tried to listen as best we could.

“Those tapestries have been there for quite some time, Ariel. These changes do not need to be made in haste.” A woman with gold hair said.

Ariel laughed as if her words meant nothing. “I didn’t ask for opinions. I said what I needed, and I expect it to be done. I do have other matters to attend to. Much more pressing matters.”

“Is everything alright?” One of the men in the back of the group said.

Ariel hummed. “Yes, just angels without discipline, that’s all. Easily dealt with.”

“Does this have anything to do with the ripple in the sky?”

The red-headed angel laughed as if nothing was wrong. “I can assure you that that issue will be taken care of. I have someone who is an expert in that matter fixing it.”

“The Soul Seether, right?” The woman from before asked.

Ariel licked his lips, clearly through with his line of questioning. “Yes. Unlike my predecessor, who seemed to think she was trusted to do whatever she wanted; I know she will do as she’s told. We have a very solid agreement. It seems as if she has much more control over her actions then some angels. Funny, how that works out.”

Ariel motioned for them to follow him. “We will look at the exterior of the building and then we can move to the Ethereal Bastille. I have a feeling I’ll be needing it quite soon.” The others scurried after him. We ducked our heads down, moving away from the railing when a few of them looked up in our direction.

The moment the door shut, Nick patted his pants pocket to make sure he still had Jonah’s book and we ran downstairs.

“According to Ariel, I am much more disciplined than you.” I joked, punching his shoulder as we turned the corner down the hallway to his room. It was quiet enough at The Skies but with the way Ariel had spoken, I had assumed we would be ambushed by sentries by now.

I had told Nick I wanted to change and then we could go. I could have fought in this dress if I really had to, but it wasn’t my first choice.

“You do follow directions nicely.” He winked over at me.

“You’re out of your funk I see.”

He grabbed my hand when we were at his door, pushing my back against it. “Mmhmm. Like I’ve always said I want to be a team with you and I can’t help my girlfriend fight her demons if I’m overthinking. Dimitri and Lilith were able to sniff out my bad spots before and I won’t let that happen again. Satisfied?”

I kissed him, pulling back only when he wanted to keep going. “Very.” I kept him close to me so he wouldn’t immediately pull away. “Girlfriend?”

“Is that okay?”

I turned the knob to his bedroom, and we tumbled inside. “I’ve never been someone’s girlfriend, but I’m more than okay with being yours.” He leaned down and kissed me. I went over to the dresser, yanking out the first pieces of clothing I saw.

Nick snapped his fingers as if he remembered something and pointed towards his door. “I have to stop over at Reese’s room to grab something for him before we go.”

“Isn’t that down the hall?”

“Yeah.”

“Why are you acting like it's miles away? Go ahead, I’ll be here, ready to go when you get back.” I shooed him away as he opened the door, stepping into the hallway.

I grabbed the clothes and went into the bathroom. In the mirror, I looked back at myself and let the memories of how I got here replay in my mind. It was hard for me to think about Purgatory and consider that place somewhere to go back to and live happily. It would always hold a place in my soul, or whatever I had, but it didn’t own me anymore.

I finished getting my other boot on when I heard a thump. I opened the bathroom door, ready to leave. “Well, that was quick…”

My words were cut short when I saw who was standing in the middle of the room. My breath caught in my throat at the intrusion. “What are you doing here?” It was all I could muster.

“Well hello to you too, sweetheart. Death really does look good on you.” Dimitri smirked over at me as if he had every right to be here. His button-down shirt looked expertly tailored as if he had made sure he looked perfect for this reunion. One of his sleeves was rolled up tightly to conceal the place where his other hand should be. There were tiny scar lines on the side of his face where Nick had struck him with his light.

His eyes pierced into mine as if he was waiting for me to respond.

“No need to be rude. You could at least say that it’s nice to see me.”

I suddenly found my words. “How did you get here?”

Dimitri released a full smile in my direction. “That did take some time, this realm is quite tricky to get into, especially with those silly little wards these people drew up as a show of protection. Laughable, really. I was going to save the intrusion for a later date, but well, then you came back to life.” He shrugged as if this all made sense. “You were always so attractive when you were mislabeled as just a demon, but now with what I know you can do, oh, you are just exquisite.”

I narrowed my eyes at him, but then Elise’s words hit me like a punch to the stomach.

What if you creating that much of a frenzy turned into some kind of unwanted calling card? Just enough power to alert, but not enough to retain itself. It will eventually disperse, but not quick enough to go unnoticed.

That’s what he meant by ‘came back to life.’

“The ripple was you.”

“Lilith wanted to come see you, but well, you know all about her little confinement issue. A Son of Hell, now, with a little determination I can travel wherever I like, especially when it’s for things that I want. And I wanted to be right here.”

“For what?”

“To bring you home.”

“No fucking way.” I shot out my shadows towards his face, willing the light to stand down for now. I didn’t want to cause some kind of mass explosion while there could be potential lives at risk. I darted for the door but felt a hand grab my wrist and throw me into the wall near the bathroom door.

I tried to shove him off of me, but he grabbed me by my shoulder and shoved me back again. His tattooed covered hand grabbed my neck and deep red shadows cinched around my wrists and every time I made an inch of movement it burned. It wasn’t like a regular burn, no, this was burn with Hellfire. It was debilitating if you attempted to suffer through it. I’d seen Dimitri burn demons from the inside out by making the shadows into a ball, forcing them to eat it. I overlooked his sadistic nature because well, I rarely saw it. He did it behind closed doors, but there were moments, few and far between, when I was a witness to it.

Every single dark power I had disintegrated when it met Dimitri’s. He had the power of Hell on his side. I wasn’t prepped for this. I was prepared to use my newly balanced powers on a larger scale, not in the confines of my boyfriend’s bedroom. “I really don’t want to make a mess, so I suggest you stand down. If you make this difficult, I will do what I should have done in the first place and make you watch me rip your little pathetic angel limb from limb and then burn all the remains along with this entire realm, which really would ruin all my plans. Is that what you want?”

I fought against him, but he pulled me away from the wall, throwing back against it, my back aching from the pain. “Your powers weren’t made for the use of angels, so why do you let them confine you? You have the power fit for a queen.” He grabbed the restraints at my wrists and tugged. “Let’s go. We have so much to discuss.”

He moved his hand in an eloquent circle until a dark portal opened up. I yanked against his hold, the burning bite of his restraints eating into my skin. “I’ve been tortured by Lilith before; it doesn’t scare me.”

He pushed me in front of him, placing his lips at my ear. “Lilith isn’t the one you should be worried about.”