Chapter 3 #2
Isaiah flinched and ran past him. Caleb must be an angel of a higher position to make someone like Isaiah to cower like that. I shuddered harder when I realized that we were now alone in the basement. I didn’t know if being alone with Isaiah would be any worse than being with Caleb.
Caleb walked into the room, his eyes focused on to the bloody mess on the floor.
He looked…disgusted? Why? He killed people in public with his bare hands.
He turned his attention to me and I whimpered.
Those cold blue eyes bore into mine until I felt myself unraveling before him.
He stepped slowly toward me, his boots padding softly on the cold floor.
“So a human like you nearly caused an angel a trip to Hell.” He made it sound like human was a dirty word. “How could someone so pathetic and frail make an angel fall to his doom?
He stopped until he was inches from me, his eyes watching me intently.
He cast his eyes downwards to my shoulders, my breasts, my naked stomach.
I placed a hand over my crotch, my panties in pieces on the floor.
His lips curled slightly before he rested his gaze back on my face.
He didn’t speak for a while, only watching me.
Was that interest in his eyes? I swallowed hard.
Attention was bad, very bad. Especially from an angel like Caleb.
Yet, no matter how frightened I was, my nipples perked so hard, as if begging to be sucked.
It was like they were begging for his lips on my skin, his hot breath on me, touching me.
I shook myself internally. This is not the time to fantasize over someone, Livvie! Especially an angel!
Caleb touched my cheek and I trembled. He stroked my cheek with his hand.
That same hand that ripped into humans back at the public execution.
Yet that violent hand was gentle as he touched me.
I didn’t want him to do that to me. I wanted to keep him as a monster.
I didn’t want to see the way his eyes softened, or that his perfect lips—full of blood—now looked so kissable.
It seemed we swapped roles. My mouth was covered in blood from Isaiah’s kiss.
My body was marked with bloody handprints.
And I had a sudden desire to press forward and plant my lips on his.
“Beautiful,” he murmured softly. “No wonder so many of us fall.”
I stilled, not daring to breathe. Caleb stopped, realizing what he’d just said, and his eyes turned cruel again.
“You are indeed a whore. How could a human cause so much trouble? You are God’s messed-up creatures.
His failed experiments. No wonder you’re destroying yourselves.
Come then, wench. If you want to lure me, you shall have me.
” He slammed me against the wall, his hands furiously parting my legs before they touched my pussy.
I screamed as Caleb shoved two fingers at once and stroked me faster and faster until I felt myself spiraling down and down.
“Please, no!” I begged him. I clawed his arms but he didn’t even flinch from the pain.
“Scream, Kitten. Scream until you’re fucking hoarse, but I will not stop.
Go ahead and cry. Let those salty tears flow down your cheeks.
It fucking turns me on,” he said angrily, his fingers furiously circling my clit before plunging inside.
He pushed my thighs harder apart and went deeper inside me.
My back arched and my nipples shoved into his face; he took that chance to bite that pink pebble.
He circled his tongue around my nipple just as his fingers circled inside me.
Caleb sucked my nipple hard, his hot breath on my skin, and I felt myself burning.
He touched me in that spot again and I came.
I shuddered helplessly as waves and waves of cascading hot liquid wash over me.
I felt my legs coat with sticky wetness.
Caleb slowly brought his fingers to his lips, watching me as he slowly licked the slick juices.
Fear kept me against the wall, yet I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his long, pink tongue as he licked every last drop of my pleasure on his fingers.
It was strangely erotic, my body aching in various places. I was burning, my nipples still hardened. I had a strange moment of wanting to spread myself and allow him to fuck me. What was happening to me?
“Kitten,” he breathed into my mouth, “you’re a dangerous creature.
Isaiah would’ve fallen into an eternal damnation just by looking at you.
I never thought a meat sack can be this alluring.
It makes falling a temptation. Maybe I would risk an eternity in Hell just to bury my cock deep inside you and fuck you until you scream my name and claw my back into rivers of blood.
Eve fell because of the forbidden fruit.
And we angels may also suffer the same fate. ”
He released me and walked out the door. Shocked, I slid to the floor, my whole body racked with sobs. I glanced at the bloody entrails in front of me. The smell of blood was so strong in the air it clogged my throat. I curled into a ball and wept.