Chapter 12

*Daeva's POV*

Well that conversation did not go how I thought it would. “Let’s take it slow” to “which of you likes me more?” Does that mean he was listening or that he wasn’t? I didn’t love dredging it up but he seemed to realize it and asked more questions about my control. I told him how I let my demon and angel side work together. My demon is pure fun and chaos, loves sex in all forms and is mainly a deadly trickster.

My angel was the one to take the brunt of the torture. Good will always prevail with that side of me, but it is filled with anger and will stop any fight possible by almost any means. The demon side has a slower and more intense anger than my angel but the anger is mainly reserved to defend the angel side. My angel was betrayed by its own kind, they never did the dirty work but they did enough.

They betrayed us all, some of our closest kin. Then they used their knowledge to draw the power out of me enough to make my wings vulnerable and not heal as quickly. My demon took it personal and still does. The most out of control I ever get is when the angel side is threatened. When I dream the demon thinks it’s happening again and goes into a rampage if I don’t catch myself quick enough and the angel side hides, not wanting to feel the pain again.

Devland might be strong but I could still kill him in my sleep, literally. Whether I like it or not, I am tied to him and I can’t deny how much I want him as much as I want to. So I told him pieces about my control. I told him how my demon is protective of my angel and that’s the only time my control slips and I can’t control what I do in my sleep. He simply nodded, but he still looked like he wanted to take the risk. Finally he was satisfied enough or couldn’t help himself because he was kissing me again. We had sex a few more times stopping only once in a while to talk or drink.

I couldn’t help but like him. He actually cared if I got mine, and he was surprisingly funny. Or just completely clueless, I'm not sure. When 5am rolled around I needed to get to my prescribed three to four hours of sleep. So I started to untangle myself from the arms, and legs of the being on the edge of sleep. He finally gave in and watched as I collected my scattered clothes.

He was wearing nothing but that stupid sexy smirk, and I kept forgetting what I was doing. Damn it. I finally collected myself and my things enough to go across the hall but Devland was behind me kissing my neck. He inhaled deeply and released me before I could say anything. He kissed the top of my head and leaned down to my ear. “Good night my love. Sleep well for me please.” I turned to see the red and deep blues in his eyes again. I’ll be asking about that one later. I took a deep breath and walked to my suite.

It has been hours and I can’t sleep. Fuck this guy and the fates, I can’t sleep. I don’t get much sleep as is, can’t I catch a little break? It’s almost 7am and I have been in every position possible trying to get to sleep.

I need to touch him. I hate it, but my body craves it. Just like a finger, or a knee. Anything. I don’t want to kill him, but I want to fucking fall asleep. I was about to give up and start getting dressed for the day without sleep when I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door to find the body built like my favorite house. “I have a proposal,” Devland said. “Okay?” I said. “I can’t sleep, you apparently can’t sleep.

I’ll just stay until you’re asleep and leave and then you do the same for me tomorrow.” Is this what he’s been thinking about since I left? That is actually incredibly sweet. Fuck it. “Deal, but minimal cuddling.” His smile faltered but he walked over to my bed and crawled in. Ok then. We laid down together side by side on our backs, our arms touching. This was good enough. I put my arm under my head and fell asleep embarrassingly fast.

I woke up in the same way I always do: drenched in sweat, my demon clinging to the bed posts before I could douse my demon with proverbial water. I knew I had been screaming again but there’s a reason I don’t share this floor with anyone except… oh shit. The door flew off its hinges as Devland stormed in and practically jumped on me. He looked around the room, obviously trying to find out if the threat was real. “I’m fine.” I grunted.

I was still trying to calm myself from the flash back and keep my demon controlled. I was completely drenched in sweat, my curls sticking to my face. Something seemed to click with Devland as he looked at me in all of my glory. He immediately crashed his lips into mine. He pulled me away from the bed frame under him just to pin my hands above my head.

He leaned down and growled in my ear “No one will touch you without my permission. You are mine.” Damn that was hot. My demon started humming as I tried to keep it in control. It was conflicted, but he was too much of an angel for it right now. He growled again at the gold in my eyes and I saw his flash to a deeper blue for an instant before he went back to kissing my neck. “You are mine, Daeva Morana” he growled deeply against my skin. I could feel his demon side fighting for control but he was still angel.

Now my demon was out of control for another reason. For hundreds of years of wars, never did I have someone call me that. My demon was too excited to contain. I didn’t think that would turn me on so much. I flipped him over so I was straddling him. “Say it again.” I growled. That stupid smirk is back. “You. Are. Mine” he said, snaking his hand up to my neck. “And in turn. I am yours.” He said rolling my hips into his and showing me some proof.

Just as I was gearing up for some morning sex he pulled me down into his arms to lay beside him. Ugh. But I would be lying if I said I wasn’t comfortable. I stole a peek at the clock on my wall and realized it had only been 2 hours since I last looked at it. I have been running at 60% because I can’t sleep for so long that I am used to it, but I could let Devland sleep. “I can sleep later, you have business to attend to today.

Take advantage of it now. We’re going to be busy soon.” He said before I could tell him the same. I wanted to argue, I really did, but he had good points. I was also extremely tired and extremely comfortable. “Usually I would argue with you, but it should be sin to be this comfortable against another body.” I admitted. He let out my favorite deep rumbling laugh. “That was easier than I expected. Sleep, I will see you soon.” He planted a kiss to the top of my head. This man was all angel.

I grunted at him but let sleep start to take hold. It’s not like it was his fault that I was captured, but it was angels that betrayed us all and he still chose his angel side over his demon every time. While I was captured, I didn't hear from any of them, I was left there.

Yes, I could have escaped after the 4th day but he could have at least helped. I didn't hold it against the others as much since only Than had heard about it on the last day, but I knew Devland knew I was gone after I didn't answer a message. Two days later, I learned everything that I could and got out, still without any help from him or the gods. I’ll let him make up for it just this once. Sleep came quickly once again.

I woke up some time later in the same way, completely covered in sweat, coming out of screams but my hands were gripping something else, and my demon was already calming down. I kept my eyes closed and focused on calming myself down, just to become aware of the whispers in my ear. I finally opened them to see Devland sweating above me, letting me dig my nails into him. “You’re safe.” He kept saying in between something muttered in French.

That was sexy. My demon was calming down quicker than ever leaving me to just enjoy the view as I took deep breaths. It took time after my nightmares to get back to full power and keep myself controlled at the same time. His eyes finally met mine. Is that guilt on his face? Before I had time to question it he slammed his lips to mine and wasted no time slipping himself into me. Finally, I get my morning sex.