Lucifer’s Daughter(46)

“I wouldn"t call promising to take care and protect you stupid. I"d planned on doing that anyway.

He just gave me the tools I needed to do so. I meant what I sang to you.” Auric sang to me softly again the words to the song, our song.

When he finished serenading me, I leaned my head on his chest. “I love you, Auric.”

“My soul belongs to you, Muriel. I will not let you down again.”

“You never did.” It made my heart hurt to hear him say that. He"d done more for me than I"d ever expected from anyone. I"d never expected to find a love so great that I would be willing to die for it, let alone have that love returned in same measure. I made a promise to my self–I would do everything I could to be worthy of Auric"s love.

I kissed the edge of his jaw lightly, not wanting to inflame him „til we"d landed, but at the same time needing to touch him. Thankfully, we soon landed on a fire escape outside his building.

“Shouldn"t we go to my place? It"s demon proof.” Azazel and his master were still loose, and I wanted no interruptions with what I intended to do to Auric.

“Your dad had the place spelled; it"s what he was whispering to me before we left. No one can get in at all, not even him. He said it was his gift to you, for,” and here Auric blushed, “for–um–

finally losing your virginity.”

I laughed as Auric opened the door and slid us into the vast space of his loft.

I was still chortling when he deposited me on his gi-normous bed. But I stopped laughing and watched with interest when he stripped off his shirt.

“I know you probably want a shower and are hungry and tired, but I need to touch you. I need to feel you and know you"re safe, with me.”

“That"s good, because I need the same thing.” I opened up my arms to him and he fell on me, the weight of his body welcome.

His lips caressed mine tenderly, and his hands cupped my face. He paused to look at me, and I could have sworn I saw a shimmer in his eyes. “I almost died when I saw you plunge into the abyss. If I hadn"t saved you, I would have followed you.”



“Oh, Auric.” I covered his face with kisses, reaffirming to him that I lived while reassuring myself of his wholeness.

Frantic with need, a need based on more than just lust, he stripped us both; and when we lay skin to skin, he entered me slowly, my sex already damp and ready for him. Gently, he claimed me, his hands cradling my face as his eyes bored into mine. I didn"t close my eyes. I wanted to see him, to reassure myself this was no dream. We"d both survived. We could be together.

His pace increased and I met him thrust for thrust, the blood pounding through my veins, power starting to build inside of me, energizing me. Our bodies intricately joined, we rode the pleasure wave high and higher. When we orgasmed, both gasping at the same time, I could swear I felt our souls touch. And for one glorious moment, we were one.

When we came back to reality, I snuggled him, already feeling so much stronger.

He kissed my temple softly. “I love you, Muriel.”

“I love you, too, but if you ever do something so dangerously stupid again, I will kill you myself.” I said, leaning up and frowning at him.

“I wasn"t going to let you die,” he said stubbornly.

“I wasn"t just talking about that. I was talking about your deal with my father. You made a deal with the Devil.”

Auric leaned up on his elbow and met me, glare for glare. “I would do anything to protect you.

So get over it.”

“Get over it?” I almost gasped. “Because of your deal, now you"ll never go back to Heaven.

You"re damned now, Auric.”

Auric lay back on the bed, hands laced behind his head, a huge smile on his face. “Yes; yes, I am. So stop your bitching and get back to sinning with me. Or,” he said with a promising glint,

“I might just have to put you over my knee and punish you for putting yourself in danger and disobeying me in the first place.”

Oh, my. I"d truly corrupted him. How wickedly lovely.

I didn"t let him spank me--that night--although I did torture him quite a bit with my tongue „til he screamed for mercy. After all, no one told me what I could or couldn"t do. Then he tortured me back, in such delicious ways that I promised to obey him. Of course, I lied–I did have a reputation to maintain.

When all was said and done, our mutual punishment lasted two glorious days. The lesson I learned? I needed to be bad more often.