Epilogue
“Y ou don’t think we stayed on earth too long?” I trailed the marigold flower over Deyva’s body, her naked skin pebbling under the soft touch of the petals.
“Not at all,” she giggled, rolling off of Azariah’s wing to nestle into my side. “We did so much good down there.”
The angel was dead asleep anyway, deeply sated after our hours-long fuck fest. Zach and Stav were still going at it somewhere—probably out in the grassy meadow, which seemed to be their favorite spot.
“You don’t think I look old?” I pressed, lightly swatting her ass with the flower.
We spent another decade on earth after Deyva killed Belial, restoring Bethel to a thriving coastal town and helping with other settlements too, assuring that Heaven’s legions were keeping an eye on Earth.
Stav and I hit our mid-forties by the time we felt ready to ascend, after inheriting all the aches, pains, and gray hairs that went along with our age.
Hell began retreating immediately after the angels appeared, loosening its toxic influence on earth nearly overnight.
The population was slowly increasing and there was no shortage of restoration work to be done.
But for once, I didn’t want to work myself to death.
I had done lifetimes’ worth of work and wanted peace and ease.
I wanted to make love to my woman in a grassy field under the sun, and sleep easily with her curled up against me.
“I like the gray hairs. It looks distinguished.” Deyva scooted up to kiss my forehead and run her fingers through my curls. “You don’t feel old, do you?”
“I don’t, surprisingly.” I tickled the flower between her legs until she swatted me away.
“You’re in heaven ,” she snorted. “It can’t be that surprising to feel like you’re in your prime.”
“I’ll never take it for granted, that’s for sure.” I hauled her on top of me, my cock already twitching again at the feeling of her soft breasts on my chest. “Not after so many years of feeling like I was one night away from having a heart attack in my sleep.”
Her eyes flashed with concern before lowering a sweet kiss to me, languid and warm as fresh honey. “I’m just glad you’re not hurting anymore.” A kiss to the tip of my nose. “I love you.”
“Love you.” I slid a hand up to the back of her neck, holding her in place for a deeper kiss. “Forever,” I added, before forcing her lips apart with my tongue.
She threw a leg over me, sliding that sweet body along my skin, feeling like velvet and sunlight, until we heard a throat clearing.
“Um, hello?”
I lifted my head, Deyva already looking over her shoulder at the angel who interrupted us. “Can we help you?”
“I just have news,” he said. “From earth, regarding the priests.”
That got my attention. I sat up, supporting Deyva with an arm around her waist. “What’s the news?”
“It’s from the Vatican, Father Kais,” the angel said. “You, Father Stavros, and Father Zachariah are being venerated as saints in the Catholic church.”
“We...what? Saints? Us?”
“Are you sure you have the right priests?” Deyva laughed.
“I’m quite certain, yes. For the work you did in banishing demonkind from earth and restoring humanity.”
“Huh,” I breathed, lowering back to my elbows. “I’ll be damned.”
“Actually it’s the opposite of damned, Father—”
“Yes, I know. It’s just an expression.” Messenger angels didn’t spend as much time on earth as Azariah and the other warriors. “Thank you. I’ll uh, let the others know.”
The angel took his leave as Deyva swatted my chest, a huge grin splitting her face. “Look at you, Saint Kais of Bethel.”
“You should be one too,” I realized, too late.
She shrugged. “Eh, it’s a perk for human souls.”
“You think priests in the next apocalypse will name weapons after us?” I asked, my grin matching hers.
“Hopefully there won’t be another apocalypse,” she huffed. “But if there is, yes. I hope they do.”
“We should tell the others.” My hands slid to her hips. “But I like you right where you are. What do you think, Daisy?” I stole a peck at her lips. “Tell the news or celebrate first?”
My succubus’, my love’s, eyes darkened to red with hunger as she pushed my shoulders down to lie flat, showing me exactly what she wanted first.
THE END