25. Raphael

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S he grins up at me, and even though the smile doesn’t quite reach her eyes, I know it won’t take long to convince her. It’s obvious what’s holding her back, and I hate that she fears the angels who came after her. I hate that she’s worried about bringing them here.

“Let me protect you, sunshine. And before you say anything, it’s not because you’re weak. The opposite, in fact. Sometimes I think you might be the strongest angel I’ve ever met. You don’t have to do it alone. Not anymore. So please. Stay.”

My words cause a few more tears to fall that I once again wipe away.

She nods, sniffling a little and says, “Alright. I’ll stay.”

I lean in, placing a light kiss on her lips. “Shoot. I was prepared to do whatever it took to convince you.” My kisses carve a path across her cheek, down her jaw until I reach her neck.

“Oh. Well I—” She pulls in a lungful of air as I suck her flesh into my mouth. A moan escapes her before she continues. “I really should be going.”

“I don’t think so,” I murmur against her collarbone. “You’re not going anywhere but the magical land of orgasm and bliss, baby. So sit back, relax, and let me take you there.”

She snorts a laugh that turns into another moan as my hand trails up her inner thigh. Playtime is over. I’ve got my girl right where I want her, and I’ll only let up once she’s completely spent. I want her mind to be a mess of total mush so she can’t think about the awful things that could have happened tonight. She won’t be able to think at all once I’m done with her.

Wearing only my shirt and her panties, it’s easy for me to tease her. I continue kissing a path down her body, lifting her shirt to spend an indecent amount of time on her perfect nipples. They’re sensitive enough that she’s writhing beneath me already.

I can’t wait to delve between her legs and find out how wet she is for me. But first, I need these cumbersome clothes gone. Her shirt goes first, then her underwear, until she’s completely bare for me.

“I’m going to taste you now, little sun.”

I shift down the bed and she wastes no time spreading her legs, needing this as much as I do. By the Archangels, this girl is perfect.

I tease and taste, avoiding the sensitive nub until she’s so close to the precipice that she begs me to let her fall.

“Raph,” she whines. “Please.”

“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want.”

“I want,” she pants as I blow air against her clit, “to come on your tongue.”

My smile is wicked. “Anything for you.”

With only a few deliberate strokes of my tongue and fingers, her back arches, hips quivering as she falls apart. I don’t stop, letting her ride the wave into another orgasm. Someday, I want this gorgeous angel to sit on my face and damn near suffocate me for her own needs. But while tonight is about her pleasure, it’s also about showing her how safe she is.

The noises that escape from her throat are animalistic. Mewls and cries fill my ears until it feels like my own personal symphony. One I would listen to forever if she let me.

Her eyes are on me as I get off the bed and remove my clothes. Propped up against the pillows, eyes hooded, she’s a goddess come to life straight from my fantasies.

She bites her lip as I prowl forward, my cock hard and jutting straight out like an arrow pointing me straight at my target.

I crawl between her legs and plunge my cock into her slick pussy. She moans, digging her nails into my legs. The pain feels good, spurring me on. Grabbing onto her legs, I push them in against her chest and hammer into her like I’m trying to mark her insides as mine. Because that’s what she is.

Mine.

Her next orgasm damn near sends me over the edge, but I grit my teeth and hold it back. I’m not ready to end this yet.

When it subsides, I let her legs go and pull back enough to shift her on her side without ever leaving the warmth of her tight pussy. I tap her ass and she jumps a little at the sting of it.

“Raph,” she whimpers.

“I know, sunshine. I know. Just one more,” I demand as I thrust into her, using her hips as leverage. She feels so fucking good.

Leaning over, I stick my thumb into her mouth and tell her to suck. She does as I command, the sight of it causing my balls to tighten and tremble with the need to fill her with my cum, but still I hold back.

She’s almost there.

Extracting my thumb from her lips, I take the wet digit and tease her ass with it. “I need you to come again, sunshine. With me now, can you do that?” My voice doesn’t sound at all like it should. It’s raw, needy. Desperate. For her, I’m all of those things.

Her mouth is open now, but no sounds come out. The way her inner walls clamp around me, I know she teeters on the edge.

With a little pressure, I push the tip of my thumb into her ass, and that’s all it takes.

She screams, her pussy clenching around me until I let the floodgates loose and fall with her into oblivion.

I don’t know how long we stay like that, but eventually I move off her. Shit. I was probably crushing her with my heavy-ass body. Not that she seems to mind, though.

“I’ll be right back, sunshine,” I tell her quietly. She tries to hold on to me, but her limbs are useless. My girl is bone fucking tired.

As much as I want to let her fall asleep like that, the least I can do is get her some water and clean her up a bit. Someday she’ll fall asleep with every part of me still inside her, but not tonight. Not after what she experienced.

She’s barely conscious while I clean her up, and it takes great effort for her to swallow even a few sips of water. When I put everything away, I crawl into bed beside her, letting her soft skin soothe my mind. It races with questions and worries, all of my thoughts jumbling into a messy tangle. But one stands out among the rest.

It’s not safe for her anymore. Frankly, I don’t think it ever has been.

“Hayliel, baby,” I whisper against the top of her head. She snuggles into my chest but doesn’t say a word. “I don’t think you should sleep alone anymore. How would you feel about staying the night with someone from now on?”

Her body grows still, and I can feel her heart rate pick up from where she’s pressed into me.

“Sunshine?”

“I … I don’t know,” she says groggily, but I don’t miss the telltale sign of fear in her tone.

Shit. She probably thinks I mean for her to choose, but that’s the last thing I want. I mean, sure, do I want her to spend more time with that grumpy house leader? No. He’s been a dick to her most of the time, and while I can appreciate that he’s taken his head out of his ass, a leopard doesn’t change its spots.

But despite my feelings about him, Hayliel enjoys having him around, and what she wants far outweighs everything else. If she wants to give him a second chance, I won’t stand in her way.

Though I may not be there with open arms either.

“You could rotate between my dorm, Theo’s dorm, and even Ezekiel’s, if you were interested. I doubt either of them would mind. Especially not after tonight.”

She lifts her head from my chest, eyes that are no longer sleepy roam my face like she’s trying to see if I’m being sincere. “You’d really be okay with that?”

Does she even comprehend the lengths I would go for her happiness? For her safety?

“Baby, I would live with you, Theo, and Zeke in that damn cave for eternity, if that’s what you wanted.”

Her bottom lip quivers and a single tear falls down her cheek. By the Archangels, she’s so fucking beautiful.

“Come,” I say, pulling her gently back down to my chest. “Let’s get some sleep. Morning will be here far too soon.”