Candles

Candles
Uriel

Luci had gripped me tightly, still sitting in his arms. Hushed whispers from the other gods filled my ears as they gathered around Zeus. Most likely discussing the next plan of action. My mom still sat at my feet, rubbing them, her tears dropping on my ankles.

“Mom?” she raised her head, tears still going down her cheeks. “All along, I should have asked for help.” The blanket covering her body was gripped tighter around her neck. “I had no clue those deep terrible thoughts were from, him.”

“Mom,” I whispered again. Luci let the tight hold around my waist loosen, his eyes red from his own tears. My arms wrapped around my mom, who muttered a ‘thank you’ to Luci. Dad continued to wrap his wings around us, the small family that I had known most of my life and now grown with Vulcan hovering over us. My head glanced upward seeing the large bearded god in his battle attire.

Pushing my arm out, I beckoned him to join us. Dad let him in gladly as he hugged me tightly. “You’ve got a lot to explain, mom,” Vulcan joked. “I understand why, but damn. My therapist will not believe this.” Mom let out a sob gripping the both of us.

“A big family vacation, with mates and all,” mom muttered. Luci growled behind me, pulling my waist to put me back in his arms. “As soon as Lucifer and Uriel have their time, of course.” She winked at my brooding mate. He didn’t smile, pulling me back into his arms as his wings pulled us into our own cocoon.

Away from prying eyes, Luci’s forehead rubbed against my cheek. His fingers became impossibly tighter around my neck. The control he craved was back in full force, the tickling of his claws only soothing my desire to just listen and be his good girl immediately appeared. “Are you okay?” I sniffed, huffing a laugh. Luci shook his head, not able to speak for the longest time. His wings shuffled until they shuttered around us.

“You ask if I am okay?” Luci scoffed. “Yet you were the one dying in my arms.” I smiled, pressing my lips to his, my legs already straddling his hips.

“You sucked up all that yucky stuff,” I half giggled. “You don’t seem yourself.” Luci’s hands roamed my body, not of lust or desire, but feeling me as if I was actually here. I was still sitting in front of him. I wasn’t going anywhere.

I knew what I had to do when I first stepped foot in the palace, that I was to touch Zeus’ body and take whatever evil sat in him. I just didn’t fathom how powerful it was and once I touched his hands, I knew it was over. A god or goddess dying was unheard of, but if it was any inclination of my mark being a lamb, I knew it was what the fates had in store for me.

Touching Luci’s mark, he shivered under my touch. His cock rubbed my clit as he groaned. “Bunny,” he pulled me to his chest. “You can never leave me.” His grip tightened. “I’ll always find you.”

“I had to help,” I softly argued. “It was about me, you, and the rest of the worlds. We have to work together, right?” A tear ran down Luci’s cheek. I caught it with my thumb. “Mates are stronger together,” I whispered.

The palace was picked up piece by piece, and the darkened clouds in the sky had departed. The land was healing itself, the fire and lightning that rained down on the heavens now growing new foliage. One goddess, who I assumed was Persephone, was twiddling her fingers around vines, plants, and shrubs near the palace, holding a little baby in her arms.

Gabriel, who had just been awoken from the evil that hung over him, rushed through the gaping hole in the wall to embrace her. One arm went around her while the other patted the young baby’s head.

Luci gripped my hand, my white leather outfit still littered with ash as we stepped down the palace steps. The road home would be easier than getting here. Hades stood before us, his back straightened and his pants ripped from shifting. Parisa stood by him, her hand in his as Lillith screamed with excitement.

“Da!” her hand reached out to Hades, the brooding face he had set before us now covered with a smile as he picked her up. Baby gods and goddesses must grow fast because I swear she looked almost one-year-old in human.

Within a blink of an eye, we all landed back in the Underworld's foyer. Luci gripped my hand, pulling me away from the group of gods who traveled with us. Pulling his hand, I shook my head. “What’s going on?” Luci brushed away his dirty hair, the dried blood flaking off his body.

“They are going to take care of Kronos,” he gritted his teeth. “We are going to our room.” Trying to hold back a smile, I pursed my lips together, holding in the excitement to be alone with him again. “Don’t you want to end him, too?” I asked, making sure.

Luci’s vision was back at the group of the twelve, who were in a heated discussion. Luci pulled his sword off his hip, dropping it to the foyer floor. The loud noise it made as it bounced away from him didn’t even warrant a look from the gods. “This is between them and their father.” Luci’s hand squeezed mine as he rushed us down the halls. My feet weren’t carrying me fast enough with his long strides and before I knew it he had pulled me into his arms, cradling me like a child.

“Luci!” I gripped his neck. Blaze hopped out of our room, his bright flame waving brightly. Chittering, he ran down the hall before Luci could approach him. “You are scaring him!” Luci only grunted in reply when he kicked the double doors open to our darkened room.

Thinking he was going to deposit me on the bed, he surprised me as he went to the bathroom door. The entire bathroom was lit with hundreds of candles. Red rose and gardenia petals scattered intermittently between each candle. Candles adorned each open space on the counter, the floor, and even the windowpanes, except for the path that led us straight to the shower that was already running with steam. Water droplets rain down the glass, showing waterfalls of water coming from the gold decorated ceiling.

Before I could comment on how beautiful, how magnificent it was, Luci had me in the shower, pushing me up against the glass. My clothes became drenched with water, my breath heaving at the closeness of his mouth near my neck.

His touch wasn’t forced. It was gentle as his fingertips pulled my clothes down my body. With each newfound release of my skin, he placed a chaste kiss, first going down my shoulder, down my arm, until he kissed every single finger on my hand.

“Luci,” I whispered. He didn’t reply and did the same to the other side of my body. I wanted to believe he was toying with me, trying to make me beg, but the way his lips touched my skin, how soft, how slowly he rubbed his face against each part of my body showed this new side to my Lucifer. The brooding god that dared to defy all odds of conquering his anger let me into his heart.

The god that knew nothing but destruction and feared my own demise of a prophecy saved me, just as much as I saved him. The water cascaded down my body, the heat of the water trickling down my breasts. Luci’s tongue licked between them, only to meet my lips with his.

Tangling our bodies with each other, his hands roamed my backside, both of our eyes partially opened, staring at each other. As odd as it may seem, it was so intimate just the way we kissed. Afraid one of us would disappear from existence because we almost did.

“My mate,” he moaned, pulling my hips into him. His erection rubbing against my stomach had a new desire burning into me. I wanted to be closer, wanting to never leave his body. Lucifer’s emotion filled my heart to the brim, spilling over into my soul with the love and affection he wanted to show me.

The hint of fear left over in his emotions had hot tears spring to my eyes. The emotion that ran through the both of us was so overwhelming only actions could sate it. My fingers fiddled with what was left of his pants. They fell to the floor with a thud. Dirt, ash, and whatever sin was left over now washed away.

“I need you,” I muttered through our kiss. “I need you now,” the crack in my voice gave a rush to my mate. Instantly, we were transported to the bed, our bodies still wet as he laid me in the middle. The room that was once bare of any light was now filled with candles, the aroma of the roses, gardenias, and the hint of sunshine on a spring day filled my lungs.

No words were spoken between us as he lined his cock to my center. His forehead touched mine as he slid in with no resistance. My body was heavy with need as he slowly entered me. Both of us moaned, my neck leaning to the side so his lips could suck the most erotic place on my body. My hands wrapped around his back, feeling the rhythmic thrusting of his body.

Muscles tightened on his back, small grunts leaving his body as he slid his enormous shaft into my weeping core. Moaning his name, his rhythm pushed harder, faster. “Bunny,” he whispered, only giving me that extra surge of pleasure as I came around him. The spark in his eyes, the smirk on his face as reveled in his sweet words only fueled me.

“Such a good girl,” he cooed as he pushed deeper into me. My legs wrapped around him. He wasn’t near done with me, not with the look he had in his eyes. “You take my cock so well, bunny.” Shivers ran through me again. My eyes wanted to roll at the sensation. His cock twitching inside me had me grinding more against him. “Your pussy was made for this.”

The rhythmic pulsing had me moaning his name. “I love you,” I cried out as another orgasm ripped through me. Luci’s eyebrows pursed together; his rhythm now ruined with the sporadic pushes into my body as I sunk deeper into the mattress.

“You are fucking mine, Uriel.” He growled out, his wings sprouting from his body. They hovered over us, the tips of red embers burning holes into the mattress. “You always listen to me. You never put yourself in danger.” His hot breath fanned my neck. I hummed, feeling his pelvis roll against me.

“Words, bunny,” he panted. Biting my lip, my lashes fluttered and staring into his dark pools of lust.

“Is that the best you can do?” I quipped back. His thrusting slowed, and his eyes widened at my defiance. I smiled, pushing my hand towards my clit. His lip curled in amusement, now throwing one of my legs over his shoulder.

“You asked for it, bunny.” His voice wavered. Hands pushed down on my shoulders as he ravaged me. His wings helped with his thrust until we both came. Stars brightened behind my eyes, Luci’s sweat dripping on my breasts as ropes of his cum filled me. My body was utterly spent, his forehead touching the side of my cheek as we panted.

“You will never leave my side again; I hope you know that.” His hand reached around my throat, giving it a light squeeze. My head rolled to the side, kissing his cheek.

“I never plan to.”