Kapitel 59: Chapter Fifty-Nine: An Angel's Helper
Evelyn:
My eyes fluttered open, Hudson's tongue was licking my swollen clit. Gripping the sheets, short gasps escaped my lips.A wave of ecstasy woke me right up, his lips sucking away as his fingers danced to the same rhythm. Writhing under his touch, the alarm clock read two o' clock. What the hell brought this on? Grinning devilishly up at me, he went back to pleasuring me. Grabbing the top of his head, his silver hair poked out from in between my fingers.
"Hudsy." I huffed with a feverish red coloring my cheeks, the mattress groaning as he crawled on top of me. Kissing my bump, his fangs traced my skin. Stopping at my lips, my breath hitched at his lips hovering over mine. Tracing his cheek, guilt ate at me every time I saw his reaper's eye. Kissing me hungrily, my body arched towards him. Releasing me from his spell, his hands couldn't leave my bump. In fact, he held me whenever he could. I didn't blame him, I did actually die. Hell, my reaction would have been like his.
"I am going to show you a good time." He growled huskily in my ear, his hands slid down to my bump. "I am never going to let you go again." Lining himself up, a wave of pleasure shot through me the moment he shoved himself in. Grinding my hips with his, my breasts pressed against the sheets. Our names bounced off the wall, my swollen walls hugging his thick girth. Letting our wolves take control, he took me with him as he sat back on his haunches. Sliding his hands down to my hips, his strong arms lifted me up and down. Long moans bounced off the walls, his fangs sinking into my tender flesh. His name exploded from my lips, his fangs biting me everywhere he could. Trembling in his arms, his tongue licked the bite marks. Sinking into the swelling feeling of euphoria, my inner wolf howled with me. Flipping him underneath me, I sank onto his girth. I was going to make him cum inside of me. Leaning back for a moment, his hands rubbed the smooth surface.
"I can't wait for this to get bigger and bigger." He chuckled sweetly, a tender blush rising to my cheeks. "I can't wait to for these to get bigger as well." Moving his hands up to my engorged breasts. Squeezing them roughly, my hips began to buck. Embarrassment burned my cheeks, milk dripping onto his face. Pulling me close to him, his lips wrapped around my tender nipples. Sucking down the milk, a euphoric sense of relief washed over me as the tenderness faded to a new sensation of pleasure. My hips spun around faster, loud screams bouncing off the wall. Licking his lips, a sigh of satisfaction escaped his goofy grin. Bouncing up and down, each grind grew wetter. Wanting him to take control, I laid down with my ass in the air. That would make my day if only he responded properly.
"Can you take me again?" I begged through a lust filled moan, chewing on my lips. "Hell, I need you now." Shrugging his shoulders, my quaking hands shoved him in. Grinding my hips with his, the way his tip slipped in and out turned me on more. Sliding my hand to my swollen clit, his brow cocked in response. Circling my clit, my screams grew loud enough to wake the dead. Holding my hips still, his hot seed filled me up as we both climaxed at the same time. Collapsing back onto the bed, he crashed down next to me. A dazed look haunted our faces, his loving gaze never left mine. Stealing my heart with a single look, the post sex haze felt euphoric.
"You are fucking amazing." He growled huskily, pulling me onto his chest. "The moon goddess gave me the greatest gift ever." Kissing the top of my head, his right hand slid down to my bump. Unable to keep his hands off of me, a knock interrupted us. Rolling off the bed, Hudsy caught me. Throwing on one of his t-shirts, the cotton clung to my bump. This thing was already becoming a nuisance, the damn thing seeming to grow noticeably by the day. Opening the door, Grappy yanked me out. Dressed in his usual black designer suit, his brow rose at the state of my outfit. Who the hell was he to judge? His screams matched mine, my arms folding across my chest.
"We need to help my brothers. A couple of angels are attacking them as we speak. Go get dressed." He panicked, shoving me back into the bedroom to get dressed. Running over to my closet, my fingers selected a ruby sweater dress. Tugging on a matching ivory lace bra set, the sweater dress hugged my bump a little bit too much.
"I will be right back." I uttered simply, tugging on my boots. "I have to help Grappy's brother. See you later." Rushing out to his side, his arm curled around my waist. Leaping out the window, his wings unfolded. My hair flew back, his speed tripling. Smashing through the clouds, we crashed into their hiding spot, three angels fought his brothers. Ripping off my dagger, my scythe rested in my palms. Ice crept underneath my feet, storm clouds brewed over my head. A blizzard howled to life, a sharp whistle escaping my lips. The leader stepped forward with a wicked grin and twinkling ocean blue eyes, his slicked back hair glistening in the flickering lights. Their ivory robes fluttered in the gusts, matching golden curved blades spinning in their palms. Boy, did they look like major assholes.
"Well, she isn't the daughter of Death herself. I see you rose to your throne with sinful pride." He taunted haughtily, Grappy's brothers limping behind us. "Oh and you brought the biggest sinner with you. Another energy burst through, Gabby stepping up next to us. His marble blade hung off of his shoulders, his navy designer suit bringing out the blue in his eyes.
"I think you motherfuckers need to calm your shit. No one tortures my brothers besides me." He warned icily, our jaws dropping at his swearing. "I have these for you." Passing us wedding invitations, one of them was addressed to Bloodsworth. Grappy tucked them into his pocket, brandishing his blade. Black feathers fluttered around him, golden feathers floating behind Gabby. Wicked laughter rumbled in their throats, the dark side of their sides about to show. Let the show begin.
"Tell me, Princess of Death. Do you like knowing that you won't make it to Heaven?" The lead angel inquired spitefully, spitting on my face. "Trash like you shouldn't exist. Let alone reproduce." Wiping off my face, it took everything not to flip the rat bastards off. Master Nuit popped up next behind me with a sly grin, his silver scythe raised in the attack position. Cocking his head back, his irked expression matched mine. We all had enough of these pricks, our patience wearing thin.
"How low of you to sink into working with a demon, Graposo? I wouldn't expect that from you Gabrielle. It appears the rumors were true. How could such a model angel sink so low?" He continued cruelly, poking Gabby with his blade. Swinging my scythe in his direction, the icy blade chopped off his head with ease. Everyone gasped in horror, Grappy cursing to himself. A single clap silenced our powers, a fifty year old man stepped out of nowhere. Ocean blue eyes fell on me, his snow white waves cascaded down his back. Messing with his robes, he stopped in front of me. Everyone bowed down but me, confusion dawning in my eyes.
"You must be Death's daughter which makes you directly related to me. I am God." He introduced himself nonchalantly, fear gripping my face. "Jesus Christ! Why is everyone so scared of me?" Embracing me warmly, his chin rested on my head. The warmth bathing me was indescribable, confusion mixing with terror. What the hell was fucking going on?
"Um, how?" I choked out awkwardly, his hands gripping my shoulders. "I am sorry that I never believed in you but I can't give up where I am going." Cupping my face, his gentle smile did little to ease my fraying nerves.
"I wouldn't expect anything else. As for Grappy and your brothers, your status would remain the same. You did defect from my rules." He returned serenely, ruffling my hair. "You two will be punished accordingly. I never asked for you to attack the brothers. Being exiled is usually enough. Let's go!" Clapping his hand, they all disappeared in front of our eyes. My scythe shrank back down to its dagger form, the breath that I had been holding in flowed freely from my lips. Rising to their feet, we all collapsed at the bar. The brothers glared at Master Nuit, his hands rising into the air. Smoothing out his suit, he examined every bottle's label. His eyes flitted between them and me, his fingers drumming on the counter.
"I came up here to help her. I get that you boys have a shit ton of beef with me but can we chill for a moment." He grumbled under his breath, Gabby seeming seconds from ripping out his throat. "Do you want me to say I am fucking sorry? I apologize for anything I did to offend you. Can I pour you guys a drink?" Popping to his feet, he took out six cups. Dropping clean ice in each of them, he poured an expensive whiskey. Sliding them the cups, he slid me a ginger ale. Sniffing the drink at once, they made the same faces. At that moment it was easy to see how they were all related. Rolling his eyes, he downed his drink. Slamming the glass on the counter, he poured himself another cup.
"Why would I poison you in front of her? I would die in front of you if I even attempted to kill any of you." He shouted irritably, looking over at me for help. "I told you already that I came here to help her. In the end, should you not trust her judgment?" All eyes fell on me sipping my ginger ale, impatient expressions piling on the pressure to say something. Why must it always fall on me?
"I trust him, so I guess you all should as well." I said simply, focusing on my soda. Defeat flickered in their eyes, the crestfallen team accepting my answer without any questions. Oppressive silence hung in the air, the whiskey sliding down their throats with unrelenting ease. Grappy cleared his throat, everyone's attention shifting towards him.
"Let's create a three strike program for a couple of months until we know by your actions that you plan on behaving. I think that is fair for all of us because you have put us through the ringer throughout the fucking years." He suggested bitterly, not wanting to give him a chance. "Do you guys agree?" Shooting him a thumbs up, the situation had been settled. Bowing in our direction, Master Nuit disappeared in a puff of smoke. Surrounding me, their devotion to me was alarming. Sighing deeply to myself, my temper was seconds from flaring. Laying my head on the table, I simply wanted to go home. Thankful for not pissing off God, every cell in me wanted to go back to bed.
"I want go home and sleep. My day started out fine with a fantastic wake up call and this kind of ruined it." I snarled in an aggravated tone, Grappy tossing me over his shoulder. "I appreciate you all giving him a chance. Have a nice day." Unfolding his wings, he jumped down. Landing in front of my bedroom door, the morning sun bathed the hall. Great, guess who wasn't getting sleep today. Raven sprinted towards me, Huffing away, my lips pressed into a thin line.
"I had a nightmare and I need you to talk me out of a panic attack." She sobbed violently, my arms pulling her into a motherly embrace. Holding her, a busted Daryll waited patiently at the bottom of the stairs. Not far from him, Calvin was in the midst of a panic attack. Placing my finger in the air, Flynn wailed in the bedroom, the noise slowly becoming too much. Taking a deep breath, my mental capacity was breaking at being related to God himself. Raven was blubbering about something, the words not reaching my ears.
"Shut up!" I shouted over the chaos, peeling Raven off of me. "I need ten minutes to gather myself. Please wait in line in the living room." All eyes fell on me, Hudsy yanking me into the bedroom. Taking Flynn from his arms, I pulled out my breast. Latching on, he suckled away. Sliding down the wall, I needed a break. I needed an actual fucking break which meant no one attempting to murder me or coming me to be a therapist.
"Why don't we go to Theros' place today?" He suggested cautiously, my tired eyes meeting his. "You can't protest because I already called. Bonus, you are already dressed. The wives have been dying to hang out with you." Tucking my breast back in, Flynn's giggle snapped me out of my bad mood. Stepping out into the hall, Raven lay on the floor. Crouching down to her level, I helped her to her feet.
"Do you want to go somewhere fun today?" I offered sincerely, calling out for the other two. "Let's go! You are coming along as well. We all need to get out of this house for a day. I will be your therapist along the way. Stephan, grab your coat. You are going to visit your brother." An audible groan echoed in the hall, my head snapping in his direction.
"Stephan!" I barked furiously, Stephan sulking out into the hall. "He provides you a tutor and your funds for your life here. The least you can do is visit him." Gathering Raven's purse and his wallet, we met everyone at the front door. Tapping his foot incessantly, something was eating at him. A horn honked, Theros' hearse rumbled outside. Climbing into the back, the disgruntled teenagers were seconds from getting on my nerves. Hudsy placed Flynn in his car seat, my outburst having pissed them off. Shifting my attention to Raven, I motioned for her to begin. Picking at her rose pink sweater, the soft wool clung to her bump. Tugging at her maternity jeans, she leaned forward.
"I was coming to tell you that I had a nightmare and you had to go and yell at me." She yelled furiously, a new layer of guilt eating at me. "What would make you freak out like that?" Rubbing the bridge of my nose, this wasn't going how I planned it. Clearing my throat, no words could come to the tip of my tongue.
"I am a direct descendant of God because of my old man." I informed her briskly, her jaw dropping. "I am sorry. I just got back from beheading an angel. Next time I will ask politely for a few minutes. Are you okay now?" Nodding her head once, my attention turned towards Calvin. Motioning for him to speak, gone was the gauntness in his face. Growing into a more muscular build, he ran his hands through his hair. An innocence hung around him, his patience knowing no bounds.
"I was going to ask you how to make a friend." He admitted sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "There is this girl in town who keeps flirting with me and I want to flirt back." Embarrassment painted his cheeks, a sly grin dancing across my lips. Slapping his knees, his eyes narrowed in my direction. Okay, there really was a bit of hurt and bitterness between us.
"Just ask her out and see where that goes. Now, how about you Daryll?" I questioned irritably, feeling a bout of nausea coming on. "Please inform me of what you need help with." Raven sat back in a huff, Stephan holding her bump. Noting the black band t-shirt and ripped jeans, that had Raven's taste all over it. Daryll cleared his throat, his usual white t-shirt and jeans combination relaxing my nerves for a quick second.
"I have all of these colleges barking up my damn tree with full scholarships and I can't decide. Then I attempted to do such a thing and thus began the panic attack." He explained calmly, far from the crumbling teenager a while ago. "Besides, aren't vampires supposed to be your mortal enemy." Biting my tongue, a stern warning look from Hudsy shut me down.
"Theros has been her friend her whole life. She wouldn't be alive without him." Hudsy commented warmly, his tone softening everyone's expression. "He took care of her as they bled her out to feed his little coven. That was under his father's rule not his. They hung out as often as they could. You can trust them. I do." Sinking into my seat, surprise rounded my eyes at his hand resting on my bump. Pride swelled in his eyes, this proving to be one of the first times he wasn't discreet about it. Sure, he had done something like this before. Doing such an action in such a bold manner asserted his place. His inner wolf stood in front of mine, his fangs bearing in case of another battle.
"Don't you think you should be a bit more respectful of her limits? She is trying to save the world after all or something like that." He continued lightly, laughter filling the hearse. "So let's all forgive each other and start all over again." Exhaustion weighed on my eyelids, sweet slumber sweeping me away.
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