Chapter 47

CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN

MORGAN

**Trigger Warning** So if you remember book one, you'll know our favorite angel of sin stole a human girl from Sweyn's bed in Avolire…Azazel has some plans for her and they're not exactly consensual. Nothing violent happens in this scene but if this is a trigger for you, you'll wanna skip over this one and I'll give you a recap in the next chapter. This would also be a great time for a snack break, you won't wanna get back up once these next chapters start ;)

"Honey, I'm home."

My cheeks flushed with heat. I placed the dinner plates on the table as he kicked his shoes off at the door like he always did. I bit my bottom lip. It was our anniversary, our seven month anniversary, so it was a big night. We'd been so busy building our dream life that I hadn't had time to cook for him but we'd have forever to do that. Instead I'd gotten take-out from his favorite Italian place and set the dining room table all fancy.

"In here, my love," I called out to him.

"It smells like…" He prowled into the room with his eyes closed. His nostrils flared. Then his eyes flew open and that gorgeous green gaze landed on my body. "Dinner and dessert."

I arched my back and did a little stretch just to let him see just what his gift was going to be. But I was a bit of tease lately, so I turned and leaned over the table to light the candles in the centerpiece. The cold air swept over my bare skin as I angled my hips for him to get a better look.

He growled and it made my body tingle in all the right places.

"Hungry, my love?" I glanced over my shoulder and bit my lip. "You can have whichever you'd like first, Azazel."

He yanked his black silky shirt off in one clean pull, revealing all that chiseled muscle I loved running my nails over. I planted both hands on the table, spread my legs just enough, and arched for him. Just like every time, his body rose to the occasion while confined by his black leather pants.

He walked up behind me and slid his finger into my body from behind. When I moaned, he whispered, " I can't wait for you to see my plans for us, Morgan ."

" Show me ," I breathed as I rocked my hips against his finger.

I heard the sound of his zipper and my body flushed with heat. He gripped my hips and slammed all the way into me. I gasped and my eyes rolled as he filled me deeper than anyone else had. Sometimes it was like our first time and I was instantly lost to my passion for him. I braced my hands on the table and arched my back for him. The whimpered moans that came out of my mouth were raw and primal. I couldn't get enough of him.

Then he pulled out and flipped me around before shoving my legs apart and sliding right back in until his hips crashed into me. He liked dinner and a show so I laid back on my elbows. He leaned forward and dragged my bra down until my bare breasts were on display. When he sucked my nipple into his mouth I screamed his name and the world exploded around me. And as we both rode that high, I wondered how I ever got so lucky to find a lover like mine.

I was just getting ready for more when he slid out. So I sat up and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I wasn't done with you yet."

"But are you ready for the next phase of our plan?" Azazel wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back onto his cock, making me gasp. His breath brushed over my ear as he slid in and out of me, his hips slamming into my body hard enough to bruise. "The big step?"

I gripped his shoulders and moaned. "Yes, Azazel, please ."

He rolled his body into me without slowing until we both hit that high again together, moaning each others' names until are breaths were ragged.

"Now, I'll ask you again, Morgan…" He stepped back, pulling his body out of mine far too soon. He reached down and pulled my bra back up to cover my breasts, the slid my dress back over my body and tied it closed. His hands gripped my knees and forced my legs closed. "Are you ready for the next phase of our plan?"

I grinned as butterflies danced in my stomach. I reached up and took his face in my hands. "The one we've been waiting on?"

"That's the one."

I squealed and did a little shimmy dance. I'd never felt so happy in my life. Our happily ever after was right around the corner. "Yes, Azazel, yes. I am so ready."

"Excellent." He grinned and raised his hand then flicked his wrist. "Because tonight is the night."

The front door opened. A man I'd never seen before walked into our home. I gasped and sat up straight but Azazel kept me in place with his hands on my thighs. My pulse quickened. I wasn't aware we were having a guest. It was our anniversary. But I trusted Azazel, he'd never hurt me in any way.

"Welcome," Azazel purred. He waved for the man to join us. "Please, come in."

I watched as the man stepped into the dim glow of the candlelit room. He was tall like Azazel but thinner, even with toned muscles in his arms he was much slimmer than my love. His hair was sandy blonde on top, long enough to fall into his face, but the side were buzzed short to his scalp. His skin was fair and smooth but covered in tattoos. The muscle shirt he wore showed off his arms and the full black and white sleeves that ran from shoulders to wrists. It was too dim to see what the details were though. He looked to the left at the table set up for a romantic dinner and I spotted some kind of bird tattooed on the side of his throat.

"Morgan, I'd like you to meet Liam Elira." Azazel gestured to the man. "Liam, this is Morgan. The one I've told you so much about."

Liam's blue eyes locked on my face and there was obvious, blatant hunger in them even before he looked me up and down like I was a buffet he was about to devour. He stopped right beside Azazel and his thin lips curved into a smirk. "The one you've been promising me I'd meet when the time is right?"

Azazel chuckled. He reached forward and grabbed the silk ribbon that tied my dress together and yanked it clear off my body. I sat up a little and my dress slid apart, revealing some of my body to this stranger. My heart pounded.

"What are we doing, Azazel?"

"You'll see…" Azazel purred.

He gripped my knees and dragged me to the edge of the dinner table then threw my legs wide open. Cold air swept over my bare body and my dress slid down my arms, leaving me sitting there with only a red lace bra on with my legs spread in front of this man.

I frowned up at the love of my life. "Azazel?"

He stepped aside and slid Liam in front of me, right where he had just been standing when he fucked me. To my absolute horror, Azazel reached down and unzipped Liam's jeans, freeing is very eager body from its confines. The tip of Liam brushed against my thigh. I tried to move but Azazel caressed my thigh and my whole body warmed until I let out a little moan.

Azazel gestured to my body. "She's officially yours, Liam."

I gasped and sat up. "What did you say? What do you mean? Azazel, what's happ-"

He snapped his fingers and light flashed all around me.

" Mine, " Liam purred as he pushed my legs wider so he could step in between them. I felt the tip of him slide over me. " All mine, Morgan. "

"Please, Liam, I've waited all day for this." I moaned and gripped his shirt. batted my eyelashes at him and rolled my hips. "Happy anniversary, my love."

Liam let out a deep chuckle as I dragged his mouth down to mine. He devoured me with his kiss and his tongue until I was squirming. His hands gripped my thighs and pulled until my back hit the table then he leaned down over me. I gasped and my eyes rolled as he filled me over and over. My pulse quickened and heat broke out across my body, and pooled in my stomach. I screamed his name and the world exploded around me. And as we both rode that high, I wondered how I ever got so lucky to find a lover like mine.

As my pleasure sang through my body I heard someone clapping. I frowned and looked toward the sound. It was Liam's good friend Azazel, I had no idea how long he'd been standing there but he definitely had just gotten one hell of a show. My face flushed with heat except I wasn't embarrassed. Liam was the love of my life, there was nothing to be ashamed of.

"Liam, you didn't tell me we were having a guest for dinner."

"Well I didn't want to ruin the surprise," Liam purred. "I can't wait for you to see Azazel's plans for us, Morgan."

I smiled. "What are they?"

"I am so glad you asked." Azazel grinned and snapped his fingers.

Light flashed all around us.

We stood at the front stoop of a mountainside home, tucked between the trees and hidden from the world. Golden light spilled from the windows. It was so romantic. I squeezed Liam's hand and leaned into him. He had some surprise for us. Something huge he said would change our lives forever. I'd never felt so happy in my life. This man right here was my end game, and I knew it—but I wasn't going to admit that to him already.

Liam looked down and smiled, his blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight. "You're going to love my surprise. I've been planning it just for you for months."

I bit my lip to try and not smile too much. "As long as we're together, I am going to love it."

The front door of the house opened. His good friend Azazel stood just inside. He smiled. "Welcome home, love birds, please come in."

Liam pressed his palm to the small of my back and led us inside where it was warm and cozy and smelled like chocolate. Soft music played in the background. I heard the soft whisper of voices like perhaps there was a party happening.

"What's going on here, Liam? Is this a party?"

He tucked my hair behind my ears. "No, my love, this is your surprise."

"I love surprises," I mumbled to myself as anticipation rushed through me.

"I'm so glad you do, Morgan." Azazel waved for us to follow him into a massive living room. "Because you two will see this through together. Surprise!"

I gasped. My jaw dropped. There were other people here. But not just people. Women. There had to be dozens of them, sitting on furniture and the floor. Each and every one of them was pregnant. They all seemed to be about six or seven months pregnant, if not more.

The women all looked up to me and Liam with warm, bright smiles.

"Are…are those…" I blinked. "Are these for…for…"

Azazel wrapped his arms around mine and Liam's shoulders. "It's time we prepare you for your children. I've been hard at work making them for you."