Chapter Three
“One
word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is
love.”
—Sophocles
Caj
He could not believe
his good fortune. He’d always hoped the attraction between them was
still there and he’d never been sure she would act on it. Now, here
she was in his arms, so this wasn’t the time to second guess what
was happening. He would be an idiot if he did. Although her words
caused a bit of urgency, he wanted to relish this time with her,
and he would.
Tilting forward, he
kissed her hard on the lips, loving the moan passing from Mercy’s
lips to his. Caj swallowed the small sound, the little rumble going
through his body and straight to his dick.
Placing kisses from
her lips down to her neck, he then nuzzled his face into her
breasts. Damn, he loved her breasts. Chocolate-tipped nipples on
beautiful full mounds. She had lovely nipples, and now they were
hard. They seemed to grow bigger as he licked each one in turn to
the tune of the small gasps she emitted with each swipe of his
tongue.
Caj cupped her right
breast with his hand while sucking her left nipple into his mouth.
He smiled around the nipple as she moved restlessly against him and
thrust her fingers into his hair, holding on tight. He loved the
sounds she made, urging him on to give her more. He intended to
give her much more.
Releasing her nipple, he then nipped at the underside of her breast and chuckled
softly as she jumped and squealed. He hissed as she pulled his hair
hard, and he looked into her eyes.
“You deserved that, now enough playing, Caj. I want you inside me now,
hard, throbbing, and deep.”
With a
nod, he got down to his
knees, removing his shirt.
Mercy
lay in the grass and stared up at him. A slow smile broke out on
her plump lips.
Like
always, he became entranced
by this angel, and he smiled back as he tossed his shirt into the
grass.
Mercy
sat up and covered his hands
as he reached down to the zipper of his pants. He moved his hands
and let her unzip him slowly, groaning as she reached in and freed
his cock from the confines of his pants.
The
softness of her hands was beyond his wildest dreams, as if they were made of the
softest silk. Her hands were cool and smooth while holding him like
kid gloves. He arched into her hands and began rocking back and
forth.
His angel then leaned
forward and licked the tip of his leaking cock, and he gasped and
jerked like someone who hadn’t had sex in a millennium. Okay, well
he hadn’t. He couldn’t deny it any longer—he was head-over-heels in
love with her. He arched into her hands as she placed her whole
mouth over the head of his cock and sucked hard. He shuddered while
feeling thankful he was on his knees, or he would’ve fallen as the
pleasure zinged through his body. Nothing he could think of would
even come close to feeling this good. Well, maybe one
thing.
Her
love.
His body
almost bucked when she
flicked her tongue into the opening of his penis. He was sensitive
there. In response, he raked his hands through her silky hair and
held her there, rocking into her mouth. “I thought”—he groaned—“you
wanted me inside of you.”
Mercy
looked up at him. She removed
her lips from around his cock and grinned. “Actually, you were
inside me. I’d think my mouth counts. I wanted to taste you
first.”
“Your verdict?”
He couldn’t stop the grin.
“My verdict is I
want more.” She massaged his hard flesh between her fingers once
more and then flicked her tongue over the swollen
head.
“Mercy, you’re
going to make me come hard if you keep that up, and it won’t be
because you’re riding my cock.”
She sucked on him for
another minute or two before slipping him from her mouth with a
pout.
Leaning
his head down, he took hungry
possession of her pouting lips and swallowed her moan. He laid his
body on top of hers, reaching between them to hold his cock at her
entrance. This was where he belonged, just like this with
her.
“Do it…” Mercy’s
voice sounded raspy and sensual.
The sound of it went
straight to his throbbing member He rocked into her gently, finally
filling her and the void that had been within him for so long. They
both sighed as he brought his hands to her waist, adjusting to
being within her tight recesses once more. “I feel like a young
schoolboy.” He pressed his face to the side of her neck and
breathed her scent in deeply.
She tugged at his
hair.
Raising his head, he
looked into her warm, brown eyes.
“Why? Do you
think if you move, you will shatter into a million pieces? Cause
that’s exactly how I’m feeling. I keep thinking that if you move, I
won’t be able to stop myself from imploding.” Her eyes were glazed
with need as she spoke.
He knew
his green eyes reflected the
same need as he answered, “Yes, I definitely feel some shattering
going on.”
She pushed against
him, taking him in as deep as possible. “Let’s shatter
together.”
Caj groaned as
Mercy’s arms wrapped around his body because that was all he needed
for encouragement to continue. He lost himself in her while
thrusting into her until skin was slapping against skin and he was
taking her fully.
Mercy
placed her lips on his and
kissed him.
Kissing her back, he
kept rolling his pelvis for an even better angle. He wanted to hit
her from all sides, her g-spot, and as far inside of her as he
could go. She felt so tight, and her inner muscles caressed his
entire length.
Bliss—simply
unadulterated bliss would be the only word to describe their
coupling.
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Mercy
felt like this was pure
heaven. He was pure heaven. Mercy might be damned for having this
thought, but she didn’t care. Having missed his touch, his kisses,
and most of all … she’d missed the joining of their bodies. She bit
his bottom lip and then sucked it back into her mouth. Her hands
trailed down his back and cupped his ass. He had the most adorable
ass ever. She wouldn’t tell him that, but it was true.
Matching her
movements to his, she whimpered softly as each thrust hit against
her g-spot, getting her closer and closer to climax. Mercy arched
against him, wrapping her legs around his hips, this action
shooting him even deeper into her.
Clinging
to him, she
trembled.
Caj leaned in and
whispered into her ear while still fucking her, “You feel so good.”
He tugged on her earlobe with his teeth, and Mercy whimpered some
more. “Harder, Caj, harder.” She urged him on as she wanted his
wildness.
Caj
didn’t say anything more as
he pounded into her at a breakneck speed, giving her what she
wanted. Soon, the only sounds were their ragged breathing and the
smacking of skin against skin.
Suddenly, he flipped
her onto her back.
Gasping at the speed
of the move, she opened her eyes and looked down into
his.
“Take flight …
and ride,” he urged her.
A purr
rumbled through her as she
closed her eyes. Throwing her head back, she shivered as her wings
appeared and spread wide. Caj placed his hands on her waist and
facilitated her sliding up and down on his cock. She braced her
hands on his chest as she brought her head forward. Eye contact
would make this joining complete, and she wanted to make sure when
he came, they would be connected in more ways than one.
“Mercy.” Caj
roared her name while bucking against her and
climaxing.
In turn,
it brought on her own climax
as Caj came within her. She cried out and pushed back into him,
pushing him as deep within as she could, wanting to feel his
essence filling her. She didn’t care about the consequences. She
was his and he was hers. As the moment of completion tumbled
through her body, Mercy trembled. A million stars burst behind her
eyes. Every part of her tingled with pleasure. Falling back against
him, her face became buried in the crook of his neck as he stroked
his hands over her shoulders.
She
didn’t want him to let go. He
held on to her tightly as well. She could only assume he didn’t
wish to let her go either.
Mercy
lay there with him for what
could be seen as hours, as if angels cared about time. Neither of
them said a word. She guessed it was because they didn’t want to
spoil the glow surrounding them. They both knew they’d have to let
one another go soon. Though there were other sin-eaters and angels
who had done what they did, they still had to be accounted
for.
Caj
lifted her from him, and they
both silently dressed. He then took her into his arms, and they
stared up at the starlit sky. “If you don’t go willingly right now,
Michael will be looking for you, Mercy.”
The angel in charge
of all was Michael… Big and imposing, a no-nonsense kind of
angel.
Mercy
sighed. She didn’t want to go. Perhaps, if they
stood before Michael, she
could speak for them and the Maker would find compassion. He, after
all, was a God of love and not just vengeance. If anyone deserved
such a thing, it would be Caj. He’d always remained steadfast in
his duties, even those he didn’t like, and he did it without
fail.
“Maybe we can talk to Michael and see that you get your
wings.”
Caj
looked over at her with a
frown on his face. “I can’t go before them, Mercy.”
“Why not?” His words puzzled
her.
“I don’t want the humiliation of them
saying that my time isn’t up. That
my punishment must stand.”
“Caj, life, and
even our existence is a gamble. I want to be with you freely. Don’t
you want me too?” Tears came unbidden to her eyes, and she blinked
them back.
“You should know
the answer to that question, Mercy.”
“Should I, Caj?”
She stood and walked to the edge, looking down where the city
slept.
Caj
moved up behind her, his hand
touching her forearm as he turned her toward him. “Yes, you should.
I’ve loved you from the moment I set eyes on you.”
She felt herself
melting, and her tears finally fell. “Then fight for
us.”
“Do you feel the same?”
She
could hear the hope in his
voice as she replied, “Yes, I love you. It is the same for me. Even
before I became an angel, I loved and wanted you. Why would that
have changed?”
He shook
his head and shrugged. “I let
others get into my head after my punishment.”
“You
were punished long ago, Caj, because you tried to commit suicide
when I died. Didn’t the Maker tell you how long that would
be?”
“I can’t truly say. The pain of it blocked out anything else for years,
and then I just got used to being a sin-eater.”
She took
his hands in hers and turned
over his wrists. There the mark of his pain at her death was
evident. She kissed each mark from the slash of the razors he’d
used and heard him take in a ragged breath. “You didn’t want to be
apart from me then. You tried to end your life. The Maker, instead
of damning you, completely gave you a reprieve by helping those
with sin to him. That should tell you that He had already forgiven
you. You need to forgive yourself. I died, yes. It was an accident.
I’m here now, Caj, an angel, but I am an angel in love with
you.”
“And if the Maker
decides that I must stay as I am?”
“Then we will come to that bridge when it
happens. It’s not going to
make me change my mind about you.”
“This
could go on forever, Mercy.”
She
cupped his cheek and smiled.
“That it could, but you’re worth it all.”
Caj turned his face
into her hand and kissed her palm.
Mercy
smiled as she hoped she was
getting through to him and he’d be okay with talking to Michael.
“You’ll do it?”
“Yes, I’ll talk to Michael.”
“Well, start talking right now,” a deep-timbered voice said from behind
them.
Mercy
and Caj both turned at the
sound of the other voice.
The
large imposing angel had
folded his wings against his back. Long blond hair fell past his
shoulders, and he had brilliant blue eyes that pierced into one’s
soul. Most humans thought angels were soulless. Not the case, they
had a soul and a choice, which made it hard when it came time to do
certain things.
Mercy gripped Caj’s
hand and squeezed. For a breathless minute, she thought he might
shy away from talking to Michael. She released the breath she held
when he squeezed back.
He
let go of her hand and moved
forward to address Michael.
Mercy
stood off in the background.
She couldn’t say anything unless it became necessary to do
so.
Caj had to do this
alone as it was his punishment in question.