21. Rai

Chapter twenty-one

Rai

A Demon's Allure

W e landed in Azazel's home and the traveling through teleportation didn't affect me the way it used to. No dizziness, no nausea, and I knew it was because we were bonded now. I held onto Azazel's hand still, because it felt good to be this close to him. He smelled so sexy to me and I knew he wasn't even wearing cologne. It was just him and I found myself wanting to bury my face into the crook of his neck and take a deep breath.

"Are you all right?" he asked me, and the sound of his sexy voice drew me out of my state of arousal.

I looked up at him and nodded, then took a few steps back for some much-needed distance between us. My cock was hard and angry that I'd been ignoring its demands for too long. Yeah, I'd been with other men, but none of them had been who I wanted. Could I do what Eve did and take a bite of the forbidden fruit?

"What did you want to talk to me in private about?" Azazel asked.

"What?"

"You said you wanted to come to be able to talk," he reminded me of my lame excuse.

"Oh, that. No... I just needed a moment away from it all," I said and I didn't even think that was a good excuse either. Truth was, I just wanted to be alone with Azazel.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly to center my thoughts. I took the time to take a quick look around his home and saw that it was a large studio with lavish furnishing, lots of leather, and art. His bedroom was on a raised platform behind a frosted glass wall with a sliding door. Fancy. His kitchen was a modern design with stainless steel appliances. I wondered if he ever cooked in it. I looked at Azazel because we needed to get to the Magic Shop.

"What do you need to make the doorway?" I asked him to get us back on track.

"Just a few things... it's not complicated—the spell—I mean," Azazel said as he fished clothes out of his closet to wear.

I frowned. "What else would you be talking about?"

"Us... our relationship. It doesn't have to be complicated, Rai."

"We have a working relationship."

"Partners?"

I nodded.

"Not good enough for me." He stepped closer and I felt the heat rise inside of me. "What are you afraid of?"

"I..." I sighed and looked off to the side because I didn't want to lie to either of us about how I didn't want this.

"It's just us here. No one to pass judgment," Azazel said, then grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.

"Archangels and Guardians don't have those kinds of relationships," I said, but then I thought about Darius and his obvious relationship with Michael. They were in love. He was the only Guardian I knew who did have that kind of bond with his Champion, so maybe it wasn't forbidden. Then again, his Champion wasn't a demon.

"Stop thinking about everyone else and focus on us, Rai," Azazel said. "I want you and I know that you want me to. Why deny it?"

"Because..." I struggled to find a good enough reason to push him away, but none were coming to me.

"Why?" he pressed.

"You're a demon, Azazel," I said finally, then pushed his hands off me. "Go find what you need so we can go."

Azazel looked down at me and I had to look away. I saw the pain in his eyes, the eyes that watched over me, making sure I was safe. Eyes that held so much emotion I didn't think any demon was capable of. Azazel was different and he... he was mine.

He walked away from me and knowing that I'd been foolish enough to say something stupid just to push him away stung my heart. Yes, he was a demon... But he was mine! I wanted him and I was tired of pretending like I didn't. Tired of denying my attraction to him, which I had done damn near my whole life since the very first moment I saw his face. Hell, I had wanted to lose my virginity to him when I was sixteen when we met for the first time at that club. He should have been my first, but I didn't think he was worthy. What a mistake that was.

Azazel was in his bedroom, rummaging around when I made my way in there.

"I have the herbs," he said.

"Stop," I said and he turned to look at me.

"What?" he asked.

I lowered my head to gather my thoughts, then looked back up at him and he was just standing there, waiting. He'd always been waiting for me to come to him. "You almost died tonight," I said, my voice cracking a little as I thought back to that moment when I'd nearly lost him and whatever chance I had to be honest.

"But I didn't," Azazel said.

"But you could have and it would have been my fault."

Azazel walked over to me. He went to take me into his arms, but I stopped him. I needed to say what I was feeling. "You warned me that I was being stupid by not accepting you, but I didn't listen. I put both of our lives in danger because I was scared."

"What were you afraid of?" he asked and his indigo eyes were full of warmth. Proving once again that he wasn't any typical demon... probably never was and that was why he was chosen by the Angel's Kiss.

"I've had to give up so much for this destiny chosen for me. My life in the Guild wasn't an easy one. I... I was afraid of my feelings for you. What those feelings said about me. How could a warrior of god love a demon?" When I finally said the word out loud, the word that I kept buried deep within the depths of my soul, I felt my heart expand. I felt a tear flow down my cheek and I felt free.

Azazel caressed my cheek, his thumb wiping away my tear. "Do you think I didn't know? I've been waiting over a century for you, Rai... I was willing to wait until you were ready."

I shook my head. "My stubbornness almost robbed me of the thing I've wanted most. I've wanted to be with you ever since I was sixteen years old. That kiss we had still lingers on my lips."

The look Azazel gave me was pure seduction, that smile of his trapped me in his nets and I didn't want to escape. "I know," he said. "I felt it the moment we bonded... when I was inside of you. I could feel your every emotion and thought, and I know you could feel mine."

I nodded. I felt him inside of me and that was why it felt so good. So right. "I'm sorry, Azazel. I—"

His mouth captured mine in a kiss that rivaled the one he gave me long ago. My knees almost went weak, but I didn't fall. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed him back. I felt my passion for him rise and I wanted him. God, did I want him. No longer would I deny us. I wasn't afraid of what others would think of me anymore. Not even God could judge me... hell, it was God who gave me Azazel in the first place... His gift. I knew that now.

Azazel broke the kiss, his breath coming out in heavy pants. He licked his lips. "We... we should get ready to go. Monique and Marcel are waiting." He stepped away from me, walking over to his safe to collect the herbs.

Yes, they were waiting, but they were also protected by the wards. The demons didn't get Monique's blood and so, time was on our side. I decided it was time to give into my desires. I walked over to him and took the herbs from him and tossed the bag on his dresser. He looked at me, his eyes glazing over with lust, and I grabbed him by the back of his head and brought his mouth to mine. His mouth was possessive and fiery as he claimed me as much as I claimed him. I walked him back to the bed and then pushed him onto it. I climbed on top of him, kissing him, he parted his lips and I slid my tongue inside. He tasted sweet just like a forbidden fruit should. Azazel moaned as we kissed, his hand caressed my ass as I ground my cock against his, both of us beautifully hard.

I pulled back and Azazel lifted up, planting fevered kisses on my lips, chin, and neck as I ripped his shirt open.

"Finally," Azazel panted.

"Shut up," I said, then kissed him again. He smiled at first, but then locked his lips to mine wholeheartedly, our hands groping each other's bodies. We broke our kiss long enough to discard our clothes, then I was back on him, licking and sucking all over his body. I loved seeing him writhe on the bed in pleasure, how sexy he looked giving himself to me. "Suck me," I commanded.

"I love when you're all butch like this," Azazel said with a toothy grin before pushing me back onto the bed and taking my cock into his mouth.

"Oh fuck," I gasped because my god, did the demon have skills.

Azazel pulled off, then licked my cockring with the tip of his tongue. "This is so fucking hot. I can't believe you have one."

I licked my lips and nodded. "I'm the only Guardian who does. I couldn't think of a safe place to put my ring."

"And that's why you're so perfect for me," Azazel said, then swallowed me whole.

"Awwww shit, baby!" I gasped, because if this was a sin... I didn't regret it.

My whole body felt like my cock, it was that intense, that pleasurable. I looked down to see him sucking and licking all over me, he looked up, his indigo eyes trapping me in their gaze and that was where I wanted to get lost forever. I felt the sexual sensation tingling from the tips of my toes all the way up to my balls and I knew I was too close. "Stop," I called out.

Azazel paused mid-shaft, then popped my spit-slicked cock from his gorgeous mouth. "My ass is so ready for you, baby."

"You're a bottom?" I asked, because I had always been curious.

He nodded. "I prefer that, yes. On occasion, I like to top."

My eyes widened because he was such a badass Dom-like demon, I just knew he was going to give me a fuss. Holy shit, that just made him even more perfect for me. I preferred to top, but on occasion, I liked a good pounding. I pushed Azazel on the bed, then climbed on top of him and began licking my way down his chiseled abs to his thick, uncut cock. I swallowed him down my throat, gagging a little because he was a nice size and I wasn't that used to it. But I wanted to give him my all.

"Ohh yes... yes... Rai, ahhhh," Azazel moaned in pleasure and that fed into my ego and desire that I could make a ten thousand-year-old demon quake in ecstasy. He arched and moaned, his mouth opening in that sexy way. His cock felt so good in my mouth, natural, and I couldn't believe I was sucking off a demon, but I gave it everything I had. I stroked his shaft, running my tongue around his sensitive head. I sucked gently, teasing his glans and he gasped as he trembled. The whole time I did it, only one word kept repeating in my head. Mine.

I was lost in the pleasure of giving pleasure when Azazel gripped my shoulder. "I'm cumming," he warned me.

I kept sucking, feeling his cock swell as it grew even stiffer against my tongue.

"Ah fuck!" he cried out, arching on the bed, then shaking as my mouth filled with demon spunk. I choked, pulled back, and coughed. Azazel was still coming. Taken over by the pleasure, he spasmed uncontrollably. He reached down, stroking himself while I cleared my airways. Damn, he shot hard and it was hot and salty. Not burning, but a surprise to say the least. You could probably marinate meat with his cum, it was that savory. Once my throat was clear, I leaned down, licking his softening cock clean, because he just tasted so fucking good.

"Ahhh, baby...baby," Azazel moaned and quaked several times, huffing as he did.

I loved hearing him call me that. Even the first time he did, I liked it, but was being too foolish to admit it. I wanted to hear him call me that for all eternity.

I flipped him over and he laughed, surprised by my strength probably or my actions. But I wanted to get a good look at his ass and yes, it was a beauty... even better than I had imagined when I would check him out when he wasn't looking.

I leaned down to his ear and licked him... again, he trembled and I loved his vulnerability in my presence. Azazel, the Demon of War, was mine for the taking. At this point, nothing mattered. I could only focus on him and what I wanted to do next. Slowly, I kissed and licked his back, shoulders, and then trailed my tongue down the middle to the crack of his ass. I kissed both cheeks, then licked them, and Azazel moaned and gasped when I took a little nibble.

"Mmmm, I'm yours," he said.

"Mine," I replied before parting his cheeks and diving between them. My demon, my Azazel. I licked and sucked on his puckered hole that was tighter than a drum. I slipped my tongue inside, as far as it could go, and his moans increased in volume. Their pitch getting higher too. Someone turned to mush when their ass was getting rimmed. I smiled, then licked more, wanting to see him come undone.

"Ah fuck... baby... I need you... my cock... so hard," Azazel said in desperation.

Very well, I hated to deny him what he so badly needed... what I'd been dying to give him. A good fucking pounding.

I sat up, my cock was so hard I couldn't ignore it anymore. I spit into my palm and slicked my shaft up, mixing my saliva and precum to get myself ready. "I'm not going to hold back, I know you can take it."

Azazel grinned. "Give me everything you have, baby."

"Roll over, I want to see your face as I make you mine," I growled in my lust-filled state.

Azazel growled too, only his was real and it turned me on to hear that rumble flow from him as he turned over onto his back. His pretty eyes stared up at me with... yes... I saw it clearly... with love and trust.

I felt overwhelmed at that moment and just had to kiss him again. Our tongues caressed as I savored the taste of him. The energy flowing between us was magnetic. Oh man, this was happening. I was having sex with Azazel and it felt so right. So perfect like it was meant to be. The way his legs felt pressed against me had me so aroused. I continued to kiss him as I pressed the head of my cock against his hole. I pushed forward and Azazel gasped as he arched into me. I broke our kiss to look at him, our eyes connected and his were glowing. It would have probably freaked out any normal guy, but to me... he just looked so beautiful. As soon as I entered him, I felt so much pleasure, more than I had with any human I'd been with. The energy that had been surrounding us seemed to flow through us and it made me quake. I felt electrified. I wasn't going to last long, I could tell. I was too riled up and this moment was too perfect.

I pumped my hips, swirling them with each thrust, and kissed Azazel, his mouth so sweet to me. The gentle caresses of his tongue pulled me deeper into everything that was him. Buried so deeply in him was where I always wanted to be. His hands roamed all over my body as if he couldn't touch me enough. I carded my fingers through his dark, silky strands, pulling his head back so I could lick and kiss the strong column of his neck. I loved the feel of his stubble against mine and my hips pumped faster, working us both to another climax.

"Ahh, Rai... oh shit." Azazel made so many sensual sounds, he was so seductive, and addictive.

God, he made me so horny, I couldn't control myself, not right at the moment when I finally gave in to my desires for him. I bit his bottom lip, tugging at it a little and he smiled, the hint of his fangs was hot as the Hell he came from.

That was all it took for me to lose it. I came so hard, crying out, body shuddering as the ecstasy took me into orbit and held me there. Azazel arched against me, my body twitching, and he was vocal when he came and I loved hearing every grunt, growl, and breathless pant as he unleashed his pent-up pleasure all over the both of us. The moment was over too soon for my taste. I wanted more of him, but my body was drained of every bit of energy I had. After a few moments, I managed to pull out and collapsed on the bed next to him. We lay side-by-side, breathing hard, sweating, sticky, and feeling so relaxed and satisfied.

The room was quiet, and in the silence, I had time to think about what had happened. I had just fucked a ten-thousand-year-old demon. The most ruthless of all the twelve Knights of the Round Court, but I didn't feel any guilt or shame. And it wasn't because I knew that he was mine, a gift given to me by the last Guardian, too. It was because I understood Azazel now. I realized that all of our conversations were just him trying to reach out to me. To explain to me that he wasn't evil, but a being whose purpose was what mankind made possible. He wasn't to blame for his existence. He wasn't fully to blame for his deeds, humans were because without those flawed humans, demons wouldn't exist. And for the past century, he'd been trying to be better... better for me. And Monique was right... I think I loved him for that.

No, I didn't just love Azazel, I was in love with him. I smiled at the thought.

I knew who Azazel was even before I knew his name or what he meant to me. I knew because of my visions. I saw some of his most glorious and horrific moments. I saw his vulnerable moments and his private moments. I knew him intimately.

"You're awfully quiet over there. Please don't tell me you're regretting this," Azazel said as he gazed at me.

I turned to him. "No, not regretting anything. I don't care what anyone else thinks about us anymore, or me."

"Good, because that was the best sex I've ever had," Azazel praised and my eyes widened.

"Now you're just lying. You've been banging bodies for ten thousand years—"

"And yes, Rai, you're the first man I've been with that made me come that hard both times."

Well, he knew how to pump up my ego. "I don't have much experience," I admitted.

"I know, but I don't think that mattered."

"Do you think it's because we're bonded?" I asked.

He shrugged. "I don't really care. I just know I want to do it again."

I smiled and felt the heat rush to my face.

"You're blushing," he teased, and brushed his fingers over my cheek, then leaned in to kiss me. "You're so adorable, Rai."

"It was the best sex I've ever had," I said because it was true. "We'll do it again, especially since you're moving in. For now, we have to get back. I want to ask that Magic Shop Owner a question and I want to take Monique to the Guild. I'd feel safer with her there where Darius and the other Guards can watch over her. If demons have another nine months to find the Chosen One to open Satan's cell, she can't stay at my home."

"Are you even sure if she's the Chosen One?" Azazel asked.

"Not sure, to be honest. I mean, Saraphell's heart led us right to her," I said. "And we weren't the only ones looking for her."

"True," Azazel said. "But she also wasn't the only child demons sought out or killed for their blood."

"We're on the same page. For all I know, the demons could just be coming for the kids whose blood is doing the Calling and hoping one of them is the one they need."

Azazel nodded.

"That's the reason I wanted to speak to The Owner. Maybe he has something that can help us find out if Monique is the Chosen One. Or, maybe he has something that can nullify the blood inside of her so demons can't find her or any other child." I climbed out of the bed. "Come on, let's shower real quick, then get dressed."

Azazel didn't delay and we managed not to get freaky in the shower, but I wanted to. My fantasy had been on point because he did look so good with suds flowing down his body. Took all my strength to just wash up and exit the shower. I put my clothes back on and he was in the middle of putting on his shoes when I felt a sting inside my chest and I immediately knew what it was.

"We need to go back," Azazel said, and I knew he'd felt it too.