Chapter 24

Lucifer's POV

"So you think Micheal is up to something?"

I stepped out of the bathroom and made my way to the window to watch Catalina as Gabriel's words played in my head.

I think he has other intentions with Catalina.

That one sentence and my world went dark. Something in me wanted to snap but holding onto Catalina forced me to reign it in and focus.

"I don't know what but I don't trust him around Catalina and I don't trust that he cares about her well-being."

Of course he doesn't!

"So I guess the question is how do we find out what he wants."

"That's the tricky part, once he realizes Catalina is gone and not coming back he'll probably put the pieces together and realize I'm on your side and won't disclose any more information."

He's right.

The second Catalina did not return to Gabriel's home Micheal would know something was up. He would hunt her down and who knew what he would do to Gabriel once he found out he helped her. I had to find a way to keep her here without Micheal getting suspicious. To keep him close enough to keep eyes on him and dig out any information but still keep him at a far enough distance that he wouldn't be a danger to Catalina.

"Does he know about her Hellfire?"

Gabriel nodded,

"He does, unfortunately."

"Let me guess, he's interested in it as well?"

Gabriel slightly nodded his head,

Of course he is.

"You said Micheal had begun taking over her training, correct?"

"Yeah, he has."

"So we lie to him."

We beat him at his own game.

If Micheal knew about Catalina's Hellfire he would know how unskilled she was at wielding it…

"Tell Micheal you're taking her out farther into seclusion to practice wielding it. Tell him she needs more space or she risks hurting others or herself."

We get her out of that house and away from Micheal, she gets protection from Gabriel and me, and she can practice her gift.

"You relay the information about her training to Micheal, but downplay it and get as much information as you can from him. Catalina will stay here and I'll help her train."

Until we can figure out what he wants.

Gabriel nodded his head before asking,

"And how long do I tell him we'll be gone for?"

"Two weeks. Give me Two weeks and she'll have better control."

It was a short time frame but I knew she could do it, plus a shorter time frame would stress Micheal out, and if Gabriel was delivering false information downplaying her abilities, He would slip up. He would get stressed and frustrated and he would slip up. I knew he would.

Gabriel and I shared a look. He understood what had to be done. I turned my head back to the window to watch Catalina.

"I would begin preparing for war brother," I said to Gabriel, keeping my eyes locked on her.

"Because if Micheal does have another plan that involves hurting her, Then I will drag him down to the pit with me and watch him burn."

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Catalina's POV

"Well, it's about time, Where have you two been?"

I rolled my eyes,

He sounds like an annoyed father.

"Sorry, but it took a while. I had some errands I needed to attend to."

Gabriel informed me of the little first phase of the plan after he and Lucifer finished their conversation. We were going to lie to Micheal and say we were up early running errands until this afternoon.

"Ridiculous! You should learn how to manage your time better."

You should learn to shut the fuck up.

I shrugged,

"Hey I'm here now aren't I."

Micheal stormed closer to the door, his footsteps vibrating against the wooden floor.

"I expect you to be outside for training in less than five minutes."

he seethed before walking out, slamming the door behind him.

"Go change in my room and I'll pack your things," Gabriel said as he ushered me towards his bedroom.

Gabriel had informed me of the mini plan they had come up with, I was to lose as much control as I possibly could to piss Micheal off so that Gabriel could use that as an excuse to train me in a more secluded area when in reality, I would be at the house training with Lucifer while Gabriel got more information on Micheal.

I made my way to Gabriel's room and quickly changed into the gym clothes I had brought with me.

Just get through this and everything will be fine and we can go home. To Him.

I took my sweet ass time walking outside to Micheal. After all, All I needed to do was piss him off, and taking my time seems to piss him off quite a bit. It seemed to work as well because as I stepped outside Micheal was there, fists clenched at his side.

"Don't get your feathers in a bunch, I'm here and I'm on time."

Micheal rolled his eyes,

"For once."

I wonder what his head would look like if I threw a rock at it.

"What are we working on today?"

"Today should be easy, we are going to practice with the Hellfire that rests inside you."

Easy enough.

Micheal smirked as he said,

"Since you've had so many years with it, I assume you should be an expert by now so,"

Micheal walked toward the target 30 feet across from me,

"Hit dead center."

You've got to be kidding me.

I took a deep breath and tried to prepare myself.

One

Two

Three

"Now would be a really good time for you to start."

Fucking dickhead.

One

Two

Three

"Let's go, I don't have all day."

I closed my eyes and tried to picture my childhood. The awful things my mother had said to me. The punishments I had been forced to endure. I could feel the fire rolling through my veins, heating my skin.

"If you can't do it just tell me now so I don't waste any more of my valuable time."

"DO YOU EVER JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

I turned and shouted at him.

"You would do well to remember exactly who you are speaking to!"

His voice was cold and full of hate as he raised his hand. I closed my eyes bracing myself for the impact, but it never came. I opened my eyes to see Gabriel standing in front of me, clutching Micheal's wrist.

"How is hitting her helping with training?" he asked.

I could tell he was holding back. I could hear it in his voice but I knew he had to act neutral.

Micheal pulled his wrist out from Gabriel's grasp,

"She needs to learn respect, it would do her some good."

Micheal sneered at Gabriel and proceeded to walk back to the target, bumping into my shoulder as he passed me.

"Try again," Gabriel whispered to me.

This time when I closed my eyes, I pictured Micheal. The way he spoke to me, the way he threw me against the wall as if I were nothing but a rag doll, the feel of Micheal's hand around my throat. I could feel the familiar warmth moving throughout my veins, quicker than I ever expected a burst of flame left my hand, hitting and burning through the target.

I DID IT! I HIT THE TARGET!

"YOU COULD HAVE BURNED ME YOU INSOLENT CHILD!"

Shit guess I missed.

Oh well.

"Enough Michael!" Gabriel shouted as he stepped between Micheal and me.

"SHE HAS NO CONTROL, NO RESPECT AND THE MENTAL CAPACITY OF A CHILD!"

Well, that was rude.

"THEN LET ME TEACH HER!"

Gabriel shouted. Micheal's gaze shifted to Gabriel as he continued,

"Let me take her further out to practice so that way she is away from harming anyone or anything and away from any distractions."

Micheal remained silent as he stared at Gabriel,

"Think about it, she's probably distracted by Lucifer's absence and some of his stuff is still here, she's just distracted right now."

Please let this work.

"Give me two weeks Micheal and I promise she'll have it under control."

Micheal stared at Gabriel for what seemed like hours. I could see the rage and hate burning in those cold silver eyes. He was going to say no and if he did we were screwed. We had no backup plan if this didn't work. I breathed a small sigh of relief as Micheal slowly nodded yet the anger and viciousness remained in his voice as he spoke,

"Very well but if she fails then let that failure be on your hands not mine."

His gaze shifted back to me as he leaned down and grabbed my chin to look up at him, that slight spark returning for a brief moment.

"You have two weeks to prove you are worth something. Don't fuck it up."

Before I could say anything, Micheal spread his wings and took off.

Someone's a bit dramatic.

"Come on, your things are already in the car," Gabriel said as he reached over and grabbed my hand, his eyes never leaving the sky.

"Everything?"

"Everything," Gabriel confirmed.

"Good, because I have no intention of coming back."

Gabriel smirked at me,

"Glad we are on the same page because I had no intention of bringing you back here."

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Lucifer's POV

"Everything go according to plan?" I asked as Catalina and Gabriel walked through the door. A pain in my chest had eased when I saw her car pulling up. Knowing she was here. Safe and away from Micheal.

"It went as good as it could've," Gabriel said as he unloaded her bags into the living room.

"Your brother needs an attitude adjustment," Catalina said as she locked the front door and made her way over to me.

"Why don't you go and get settled in." Catalina smiled as she leaned forward and kissed me. Whispering against my lips,

"Trying to get rid of me already?"

"Never," I replied as I kissed her back. Tasting that sweet vanilla essence of hers, an essence that calmed me yet riled me up all the same.

"I'm literally standing right here guys."

Then find a way to leave brother.

Catalina pulled away,

"Sorry Gabriel."

"Why do I have the feeling you're not actually sorry?"

"Maybe because I'm not."

She slowly pulled herself out of my arms and grabbed her bags from Gabriel and hurried up the stairs.

"Do you think he suspects anything?" I asked as I took a seat beside Gabriel on the couch.

"Hopefully not, she was pretty convincing when things got a little heated back there. I thought for sure she was going to torch his ass."

Why would she-

"Did he try to-"

"I stepped in before he could do anything."

The fact that Micheal had even attempted to do anything to her made my vision go dark.

"So we have two weeks to figure out how to get the Hellfire under control. How do you plan to do that?"

I had a plan already made up. All I needed were a few small details from Gabriel.

"I need you to give me the list of all the places Catalina has lived. Every house, every apartment. Doesn't matter. Write the address down."

I handed him a piece of paper and a pen from the coffee table and watched as Gabriel began to write.

"She's moved a lot I see."

Gabriel shrugged as he wrote down the fifth address,

"Yeah, she has."

"Reason?"

Gabriel continued to write down another address as he spoke,

"Her mom was sick and couldn't keep a job, so when she stopped working money got super tight. They bounced around from place to place, always trying to find somewhere cheaper to live, her mother moved her and her brothers to different states, and they lived in this little one-bedroom apartment, she had to sleep in the basement, she got cold a lot in the winters but she managed, the third place was a little nicer, I'm not sure why they left that house but I'm pretty sure they just couldn't afford it anymore. It honestly was the best out of all of them. She had her own bed but she had to share her room with her brothers. The next house was back to that old one-bedroom apartment. They only stayed there a few months but the next place was a one-bedroom with an attic space, guess where she slept."

A part of me hated that she had moved around so much. Hated that she never really had a place to call her own except this house. She lived in so many places yet she found no sanctuary in any of them.

Gabriel continued,

"She would tell me all the time about how in the summers it was insufferably hot and it was freezing in the winters. In each house, her mother made sure that she and her brothers were the ones with the nicest rooms while Catalina always got the short end of the stick. Eventually, I guess her mother and her husband were able to buy a home but nothing changed. Things got worse, Of course, her mother got the best room and her brothers got their own rooms but Catalina? The basement. They didn't want to buy her a new bed so she had the futon. Sleeping in an unfinished wet basement with mold and all kinds of damn insects, sleeping on a futon with only a thin blanket and a child-sized tattered pillow,"

Gabriel scribbled down another address as he continued,

"She was always getting sick in that damn house but her mother refused to take her to the doctor, she would tell her to suck it up and deal with it."

I already hated Catalina's mother and I knew if I ever saw her I would kill her.

I glanced over at Gabriel and watched as he very quickly wiped a small tear from his face.

"She finally got out though." looking right at me he said,

"And I've never been more proud of her, despite everything that's has happened, I am still proud of her, of everything she has accomplished."

Gabriel handed me the paper with the addresses on it and walked towards the door,

"I'll go and grab us dinner, tell Catalina I'll be back soon."

I glanced down at the paper. Thirteen. There were thirteen addresses on that little piece of paper.

* * *

She is stunning.

After Gabriel had left I followed Catalina upstairs to help but she had already gotten a majority of her things put away. I came up behind her and gently brushed the hair to the side and placed a kiss on her delicate throat.

"Seems like someone missed me," she says breathlessly as she leaned into me. Pressing her body against mine. She felt so damn soft and she tasted so fucking sweet.

"Who wouldn't miss someone as divine as you, my Queen."

Queen.

I loved calling her that. It was what she was after all. A Queen. My Queen.

"I have a surprise for you tomorrow."

She turned to look at me,

"What kind of surprise?"

A hint of hesitation and worry in her voice as she spoke.

"A good one I promise."

The corner of her mouth tilted up as she leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my waist as she gently laid her head on my chest,

"Is Gabriel still downstairs?"

I shook my head,

"No, he left a few minutes ago to get dinner."

Catalina glanced up at me,

"It's three in the afternoon."

I didn't even think of the timing. We usually ate around six and since it was only three…

"Yes, but you know how Gabriel is, he probably just needed a moment alone."

Catalina smirked as her eyes hinted at the mischievous idea that invaded her mind. A look I've learned usually meant she had an incredibly wicked thought.

"How long do you think he'll be gone for?"

She ran her hand up my chest, a spark flooding through me everywhere she touched.

"I'd say we have a good two hours before he shows up again."

"A lot can happen in two hours."

"How absolutely right you are my Morningstar." I reached down and gently grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at me as I placed a kiss on her soft warm lips.

Too soon. Too soon she broke the kiss.

"I trust you Lucifer. I trust you with my heart," carefully she gripped the edges of her shirt, locking her eyes on mine as she tore her shirt from her body, baring her chest to me.

Fucking beautiful.

"I trust you with my life," Her hands reached down to her pants, her hands slightly shaking as she removed her leggings. Leaving her only in a bright red scrap of lace. Gracefully, she laid her hand on my chest. Sparks coursing through my body from that one single touch.

"And you are the only one I trust with my body."

Trust. She trusted me and that meant more to me than anything. She grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me down towards her.

"Earlier you were so eager to get on your knees for me,"

Her voice was soft and gentle as she pushed me down onto the bed.

Fucking Hell.

I watched as Catalina lowered herself to her knees before me,

"But perhaps my King, I am just as eager to kneel before you."

Oh, my little Morningstar you have no idea what you're getting yourself into.

"Is that so?" I reached over, gathering her hair into a ponytail as she nodded her head. Her thighs rubbing together as she moved her hands over my thighs making her way to my cock. Rubbing me through my pants. I gripped her hair tighter, bringing her close to my face,

"This what you want? My cock in your pretty little mouth?"

"Yes," she murmured softly.

I wanted her so fucking badly. I needed to know how she felt, what she tasted like. I wanted to hear the sounds she would make, hear how loud she could get.

I stood up, my eyes never leaving hers as I unbuckled my belt, wrapping it around her neck and bringing her closer. Her eyes widened as I knelt in front of her. A sly smile grazed my face as I looked at her, my grip tightening around the belt.

"Say it,"

"I want your cock in my mouth." She rasped. That beautiful pink color shone bright on her cheeks as she spoke.

"Good girl." Gently, I tapped her cheek with my free hand before I stood before her. Her eyes locked on mine as I reached down and pulled down my shorts. Slowly her gaze shifted until her eyes locked on my cock that was mere inches from her face. I pulled on the belt, bringing her even closer to me until my cock was just barely touching her soft pink lips.

"Open your mouth my Morningstar," I smirked down at her, enjoying the sight of her on her knees before me,

"Show me what that pretty mouth of yours can do."

Catalina didn't hesitate as she wrapped her mouth around me. Her tongue was fucking magnificent, swirling around me in different ways. Her warm, wet mouth sucked my tip as her hands worked the rest of me that wasn't in her mouth.

She looked so fucking pretty but I wanted her to take it all, to see her choke on me. I gripped her hair tighter, slamming myself deeper into her throat. A wave of drool leaked from her mouth as the sound of her gagging on me reached my ears. I glanced down at her.

So fucking perfect.

Her eyes hazed with lust as tears began leaking down her face, drool running down her chin and neck and began grazing her chest.

"Play with your pretty little cunt while I fuck your mouth." My grip on the belt tightened more as I watched Catalina spread her legs, her fingers trailing down her body until she reached her center. The pink color of her cheeks deepened as her fingers gently brushed over her clit. Covering her fingers in her own arousal as she slid two fingers inside of her and she swirled her tongue around me.

"That's it pretty girl, fuck that sweet little cunt," I gripped her hair tighter as I thrusted deeper and harder into her mouth. Her fingers pounding into herself faster and harder as I fucked her throat. She felt so fucking good. For a moment I was so fucking jealous of her fingers for being inside her. Catalina opened her eyes as I pushed her head further onto my cock. The sound of her choking on it was fucking beautiful. My entire body began to tense as she opened her eyes.

It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Those stunning green eyes were wet from the tears that dripped down her face, and her pretty mouth wrapped around my cock as a beautiful shade of pink encased her cheeks. I pulled out of her mouth, kneeling in front of her.

A beautiful, perfect mess.

"Lucifer please I need to-"

Her sentence cut off as she closed her eyes and moaned as her fingers thrusted into her harder.

"What do you need my Morningstar?" I grinned at her as I pulled the belt, bringing her closer to me,

"I need to come, please can I come?"

"You want to come on those sweet little fingers?"

"Yes," She moaned against her fingers, her eyes fluttering open and close.

"Keep those fucking eyes on me."

Catalina opened her eyes and I could feel a sly smirk grace my lips,

"Come Catalina."

I brought my lips to hers as she fell apart. Tasting the sound of her moaning against my mouth, feeling her body reacting as her come dripped down her thighs and fingers, pooling beneath her.

"You did so well my Morningstar but,"

I gripped her wrist as I locked my eyes on hers and brought her fingers up to my mouth,

"I need to fucking taste you,"

giving her fingers a gentle kiss before sucking on them.

She tasted so fucking sweet. I could live on just the taste of her. I would never get tired of it. I had finally gotten a taste of her and now I wanted her to taste me.

I stood up, pulling on the belt until she was once again mere inches from my cock,

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

A sinister smirk appeared on her face as complied and damn she was a fucking sight to see.

Those green eyes were wide open, just like her mouth. Mascara ran down her face as drool still leaked down her chest and body. Her come still leaking down her thighs. She looked fucking beautiful and she was mine. No one would ever get to see her like this, only me.

I gripped myself tighter as I beat my cock against her tongue,

"Keep those pretty eyes on me, Catalina."

Her eyes lit up as she locked them on mine. She closed her mouth, reigning that sinister, lustful smile at me.

Fucking Hell.

"Open your fucking mouth," I seethed to her, my teeth clenching as I gripped myself tighter,

"Make me."

"Fuck it." I gripped her hair, releasing a gasp from her mouth as I slammed my cock into her mouth, Spilling down her throat.

"Take it, fucking take it all."

She fucking did. Catalina kept my cock in her mouth until she consumed every last drop of my come. Slowly I pulled out of her mouth, my cock glistening with drool and a little bit of come still on my tip.

"Clean off my cock Catalina."

That beautiful lust-filled smile returned as she ran her tongue against my cock, sucking on the tip as she took in the last of my come.

Fucking hell this woman is going to be the death of me.

* * *

I wish I could stay like this forever. With her here in my arms. I climbed out of the bed, gently so I did not disturb her, and tucked the blanket back over her smooth soft skin.

She is perfect.

What she did. What we did. Just thinking about the way she felt, the sounds she made, the sounds she made me make. The soft pink color grazed her cheeks as she fell apart and came over and over again.

Fuck. Is it too early for round four?

I left the room and made my way back into the kitchen to grab a drink. Trying to keep my mind clear.

For now.

A noise at the door pulled me from my thoughts and I saw Gabriel making his way in, hands full of bags. "Gabriel I thought you said you were getting dinner?"

I put my drink down and rushed over to help him.

"I did, I got food to make dinner as well as food for the next two weeks."

He handed me four bags and we made our way to the kitchen.

"Where's Catalina?" he asked as we began to put stuff away.

"Taking a nap. She's had a long hard day."

I smirked at my brother, hoping he'd sense the joke and wouldn't kill me.

Gabriel chuckled,

"Yeah, dealing with you and Micheal is enough to drain anyone's energy."

You have a smooth brain brother.

"Where's your shirt?"

Fuck…

"Don't worry about it, is there anything you need help with?"

Gabriel glanced at me, surprise shining brightly in his eyes,

"You want to help?"

I nodded my head.

Why is everyone so surprised when I offer to help with something?

"Well, I'm about to start dinner. Do you know how to cook?"

"Very little but I do know sometimes you have to set a timer to make sure certain things are cooked properly."

I haven't ever needed to cook for myself. I've always just gotten takeout. But that was when I only had myself to think about. Only me to worry about. Now I had her.

Gabriel laughed and he waved me over,

"Come on, I'll teach you how to make one of Catalina's favorites."

I couldn't fight the smile on my face.

"That would be much appreciated brother."

I did appreciate it. Whether or not I liked it, Gabriel was one of the only people in this world that knew her. He knew what she liked and disliked. Granted I knew her secrets and body, her nightmares and her dreams but he knew more things that were more vital.

Gabriel shrugged,

"It's no big deal, eventually you'll have to figure out what she likes. Oh and remind me to give you the list of her usual orders from her favorite places."

You would have a list.

"Just a word of advice, If you decide to one day take her on a proper date like a gentleman,"

We hadn't had the time. I would have loved nothing more than to properly court her and to see her all dressed up, her soft hand in mine and my arm around her waist.

"She loves Italian food. It's her favorite. If you can find a place that makes better Penne Vodka than me, she will probably love you forever."

Italian food? Did not expect that.

"Shall we get started then?"

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