18. Chapter Eighteen
Scotty
I was on pins and needles as we awaited the Council’s decision. There was no way they’d promote me to a level anywhere near Jay’s new position. He was a prince. The closest thing we had to a prince was the Archs, and that was something that couldn’t be promoted. They were created for the job.
Michael laughed at something Uriel said, but they all took their seats again. Uriel motioned for Michael to speak. As he was about to open his mouth, a hot breeze filled Limbo. The remaining princes of Hell landed beside Beelz, and he stood, our side creating a huddle of their own.
Beelz smacked Jay on the back of the head. “Get up here. You’re one of us.” I chuckled at the stunned expression on Jay’s face.
The princes formed a huddle of their own, and it seemed like an eternity before they all turned to the Council.
Beelz stepped forward as a plate of sliders was delivered to the small table Cato had put next to his chair. Beelz glanced at it, and then turned to the Council.
“I am Beelzebub, a prince of Hell. Lucifer has sent word through my brothers that he wants Gabriel. He plans to make him his valet, which is a fate worse than death, I assure you. The Council can take Remiel, but Lucifer wants your assurances that the former Arch will be punished for his part in the murder of a demon.”
Brokorol and Er’on appeared with a golden rope like they’d put on De Vil. The guards walked Gabriel over to Brok and Er’on, and Brok put the rope around the former Arch’s chest and arms, leading him away.
Michael stood. “Okay. Anything else?”
Beelz snapped his fingers before he sat down and dug into his food, which made Verrine and Bereth laugh. Lycus turned toward the Council. “I am Lycus, a prince of Hell, and I come with a message from my father. He is willing to make an exception to allow Prince Jameson to remain on loan to the Council to continue the work of the Celestial Realm and the underworld. He values the job Jameson and Scott Locke did before Jameson was elevated to a prince of Hell. My father asks that you consider changing the rule that the pair must be perfectly balanced. They are soulmates, so they will hold each other as equals and decide punishments with equal weight for good and evil.”
My breath caught in my throat as Jo stepped closer and took my hand. I watched as the Archs whispered among themselves. Uriel was waving his hands around, and then Michael spoke to him and finally, Uriel nodded.
Michael stood. “We agree with Lucifer’s suggestion to allow the pair to resume their duties, but we are elevating Scott Locke to Custis Albus. Jophiel, the Creator’s loyal servant, will be elevated to the Council as an Ad Hoc General to the Order of Heaven.” Michael looked pointedly at Beelz, and the two of them had quite a laugh.
Uriel stood next to Michael. “Thank you for meeting with us.” He then turned to me. “You may resume your position at the side of Prince Jameson. Please keep the Council updated on the status of your search.”
All the angels except me spread their wings and left, and all the princes did the same—except my Jay and Beelz, who was elbow-deep in a platter of mozzarella sticks.
I made my way over to the two of them, anxious to touch Jay. He took my hand and pulled me into his side, kissing my lips chastely before he turned to Beelz. “We’ll get right to work on tracking Nyx. Can we borrow Brok—or one of them—to help with the tracking?”
Beelz wiped his mouth and snapped his fingers. From nowhere, a hellhound appeared. He was very muscular with a beard and a bald head. He immediately dropped to his knee and bowed. “Master, I am Appollin. I am an enforcer for the Hellhounds Motorcycle Club, and I am at your service.”
Jay chuckled as he looked at me. “Another perk, I guess.” He then turned to the hellhound. “I’m gonna call you Apollo. Rise.” The hellhound stood, spreading his feet shoulder length apart as he clasped his hands in front of him.
Jay turned to Beelz. “We’ll be off. Can I get one of those blinged-out phones to keep up with you? I’m assuming you’re not in my head anymore.”
That reminded me I hadn’t had Jo in my head either. I was guessing they were too busy sealing portals to bother with me. I’d have to find her, but first, we had some things to do.
“Yeah, uh, I think you’ll be okay to start your new job tomorrow. Take the hound with you to your home in the Human Realm so he can get a feel for the area. He won’t be a bother. He’ll get a place in your neighborhood. If you don’t want him, you can send him back to Hell to his mother. I kinda like having Brok around.”
Jay grinned. “Thanks, Beelz.”
Beelz turned to Apollo. “Come by my place when you pick up your things, and I’ll give you Jay’s phone. We’re trusting you to keep them safe.”
Apollo bowed to Beelz, and then Jay and I unfurled our wings and flew out of Limbo, hand-in-hand. Apollo took his canine shape and ran with us back to Jay’s little house in a quiet suburb of Sacramento.
I had no idea what we’d find as we searched for Nyx, but I knew the gravity of the task. If there was any way to keep the invasion at bay, I knew Jay and I would find it.
“Fuck me harder, baby.” Oh, I had no problem with that. I thrust my hips harder, pegging his prostate as hard and fast as I could.
There hadn’t been any foreplay. We’d come into the house and ripped off our clothes. Jay had run to the bedroom and returned with a bottle of lube, throwing it at me as he bent over the back of the couch.
“I love you. Come for me, love,” I whispered in Jay’s ear. I was holding on by a thread, but I wanted him to come first. It seemed as though we’d been apart forever. It was great to finally reconnect.
Jay cried out, “ Gah! ” and I heard the splash against the back of the couch. That would be a mess to clean up, but at least it was leather.
I followed, quickly filling him with all the love and cum inside me. We’d have to do this again soon.
I slid from his channel and hurried to the kitchen, wetting a wad of paper towels to clean up my lover and the back of the couch.
I gently cleaned him, seeing the love bite I’d made on his neck and grinned. “I marked you as taken.”
Jay stood and turned around. He’d broken the couch where his fingers clutched while I railed him. “I guess we’ll be getting a new couch, huh?”
I glanced down to see his cock was hard again. “That’s some quick recovery time.” I reached out and touched the head, seeing the precum starting to leak from the slit.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you something. I’m now lust.”
“Excuse me? What does that mean?”
“Lucifer killed Asmodeus, and I inherited the trait. Come on. We oughta be able to get a few more in before Apollo returns, and we have to start looking for Nyx. I know for sure I’ll never get enough of you. We’re getting married!”
The excitement on his face was everything I wanted to see. He was my future, my fiancé, and my soul’s other half. Now, I had to be sure nothing happened to tear us apart ever again.