Chapter 97 Fear and lovemaking
ANGELICA'S POV
I will take away your baby’s heart, just like how I took away the hearts of your siblings.
You all will die, just like those babies died. No one would be able to stop me.
Your father couldn't stop me. Your mother tried and died. And now it's your turn. You are next in line. Stay ready, Angelica.
The voice echoed in my head as I saw a man closing in on me, and I shook my head, protecting my abdomen with my hands.
“No. I won't allow it. I won't allow you to take away my baby. No one will harm it as long as I am alive. I won't allow it!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, opening my eyes as the sound of something shattering echoed around.
“ANGELICA!” I heard Dylan raise his voice, and I looked at the man who was cupping my face.
I was about to open my mouth when Ericson emptied the jar of water on my head.
What the—? I coughed violently as I inhaled some of the water, unprepared for the sudden attack.
“There, there,” Dylan patted my back.
“I didn't know she was already awake,” Ericson said as he sat on my left side, forcing me to look into his eyes.
He wiped the water from my face with his sleeves.
“Are you okay?” He asked, and I nodded, taking shallow breaths to calm my raging heart that was beating fast because of the lack of oxygen.
They didn't say anything for some time, letting me relax before they sat before me.
I looked at my hand, which ached a little, and noticed the bandage.
“Now, would you like to tell us what happened? We had only gone to change our outfits. When we returned, you were on the ground, unconscious, with a knife in your hand. You were holding the blade side and got quite a deep cut,” Dylan said.
“Do you know how dangerous it could've been? What if that knife had hit your face instead when you fell?” Ericson asked me.
I fidgeted with my fingers, unsure if I should tell them about what was wrong, especially after what they went through. They were still wounded, and the pack was still recovering from the damage.
I didn't want them to get worried.
“Angel, baby, we know something is wrong. You were shouting and screaming even when you were unconscious. Who is coming to harm you? Who do you want to protect our baby from? Is there someone or something that's scaring you?” Dylan asked.
I looked at my two mates' faces, who wanted to assure me nothing would go wrong as long as they were here with me, and I couldn't help but break down about the reality.
A whimper left my mouth before I told them what was going on. About the demon king who killed my 99 siblings; my father's trick and lies to save at least one heir of his lineage for the throne; and how that demon king would come for me because my powers were activated, something my mother was keeping me safe from.
“Are you trying to say you saw the demon king here in our house?” Ericson asked, and I nodded.
“But that's impossible,” he said.
Dylan shook his head.
“It’s not entirely impossible if the demon king found a way to reach her. He did not come here physically. Rather, he used the delusion of the mind and projected himself into her subconscious. That’s why the things she felt and went through, the lights going off, and his presence are something that only she experienced. It's telepathic projection,” Dylan explained.
I didn't understand half of what he was saying. My mind was not stable enough to consume all this new information.
All I could understand was that the demon king had a way to enter my subconsciousness, that he had already found me, and that he would come for me anytime.
“I don't want to lose my baby,” I said to Dylan and Ericson.
“You won't, baby. Don't think negatively. The demon king will have to go through us before reaching you. We know that the demon king is strong, but he is not the strongest in the world. If we three are together, nothing in this world can hurt our bond or hurt us,” Dylan assured me.
They pulled me in for a hug and patted my back to calm my emotions that were all over the place.
I shook my head and pulled away from them.
They didn't see him. I saw him. He was beyond inhumane. I don't know if the demon king deliberately appeared in that form to scare me, because if he did, he was successful in what he wanted to do.
“I… Alchemist knows about this, too. He suggested keeping a witch from my coven here. She would be able to help with both situations. Can I do that?” I asked.
Dylan and Ericson looked at each other.
I know it wasn't something they could decide impulsively. After all, a witch’s presence would make the pack members restless.
They were accepting of me because I was their Alpha’s mate and Luna.
Unlike other species, witches and demons are the most unpredictable and untrustworthy when it comes to powers, strength, and magic.
Their powers never stay the same. They can increase or decrease it depending on the mana, unlike other species. The only rank system is the maturity of your mana—no omega, alpha, or beta. There's no elder or junior.
It was one of the main reasons the witches had bowed to me and accepted me as their leader, despite being so much older than I was.
“You can,” Ericson said after a few seconds.
Dylan looked at his brother, but when Ericson nodded reassuringly, Dylan sighed and nodded in return.
“Are you sure? I know it's going to be hard. I will tell her never to use magic inside the pack until it's absolutely important, but I don't want anyone to be uncomfortable either,” I said.
Dylan smiled and kissed my forehead.
“It's okay, baby. Those people are now a part of your family and legacy. We have to respect each other's differences, no?” He said, and I nodded in gratitude.
“Just let us know when she will arrive so we can warn the pack,” Ericson said, and I hummed.
“Now cheer up. We can't let our baby's mama stay unhappy,” they said before Ericson bent and kissed my abdomen, making me giggle through my tears.
“I don't think the baby is big enough to feel you guys yet,” I said.
Ericson pouted before he turned to me with a meaningful look.
“That baby might not be big enough to feel us, but this baby is, isn't she?” He asked me.
Heat crept up my neck when I realized what he meant.
Seeing his eyes flowing slightly, I turned to Dylan, whose eyes were brightening too.
I licked my bottom lip before nodding to give them the permission they were seeking.
“She is,” I said, and that was all the indication they needed to get into the action mode and make love to me.
To say they were gentle and moving, like one wrong move would break me as if I were made up of glass, would be an understatement.
Their kisses were almost feather-light. They weren’t just loving me; they were caressing my body like some kind of silent prayer, like they wanted me to forget about all the bad things around me and just focus on them, their love, and their passion, and honestly, that was exactly what I was doing.
They took my clothes off so skillfully that I didn't even realize when I was lying naked under them, my legs spread, my hands above my head, my body at their mercy, begging for pleasure and compensation for the time we lost away from each other.
They didn't let me do anything. It was all about me. That's what they said while caressing every inch of the body, not missing even a tissue untouched or unkissed.
Ericson got on his knees before he bent and placed his mouth between my legs, breathing hot air into my sensitive area that was already leaking, needing to be filled.
His actions made a shudder run down my spine before he placed his mouth on my vagina, kissing my vertical lips as he had almost forgotten what they tasted like, like heaven, and Dylan started his assault on my breasts.
“You are so beautiful. We don't know what we did in our past lives to deserve such a beautiful mate,” Dylan whispered into my ear before he kissed my lips passionately.
The way his naked chest was rubbing against mine while Ericson was busy assaulting my pussy in a way that I was between wanting to stop him and never stopping him, almost made me lose my mind.
“Relax, baby. Your muscles are too tense,” Dylan whispered through the kiss before he got off me.
Ericson pulled away, almost drawing a whimper from my mouth before they turned me around. Ericson started eating my pussy from behind, and that's when the real assault of lovemaking started, the pleasure so intense that it made me see black spots as they drew orgasms after orgasms from me.