30.

**Blake**





That fresh aroma of citrus and peppermint reached my nostrils with every intake of breath, gingerly lulling me back to reality. I sighed in contentment, moving closer towards that source of heat as I held my eyes closed, my nose lightly skimming over that smooth and warm surface, earning myself a mild shudder in response.

Touching his skin with my lips once, I finally dared open my eyes and look up, noticing that tenderness in his midnight gaze as he peered back into my eyes, a loving smile slowly spreading upon his perfect lips.

Giving back a timid smile of my own, I mildly blushed and buried my face back into his chest as all those beautiful moments from last night came rushing back, feeling his arms snake around my torso to hold me closer, and tighter, allowing me to feel every inch of his bare skin against mine.

"How do you feel?" I heard him ask with a peck over the top of my head, making me raise my chin again to look up at his angelic face.

"Uh...amazing?" I quickly replied, surprised that he would even bother asking.

As if he couldn't feel exactly how I felt right now...

I thought as I could feel the mark on my wrist slowly pulsating in sync with that celestial heart of his, making me aware of its powerful activity.

Expressing another one of those heart-stealing and absolutely stunning smiles of his, he leaned closer to give me a gentle kiss, the amazing sensation of his muscled and completely naked body pressed against my own making me ignite with passion and yearning once again.

I wanted him so badly, over and over again...

"I love you..." I truthfully whispered to him as I peered up into his captivating eyes.
"And I don't want you to leave me, ever again," I quietly said, raising my arms to wrap them around his neck and pull him close, burying my face into the side of his neck as I hugged him.

"Never," I heard him whisper with a feather-like kiss over my shoulder.

"I promise," I watched his gaze roam over my features with longing and adoration before he gave me a slow and passionate kiss, shifting his body so that he could hover above me, yet careful not to crush me as he placed his elbows either side of my body.

My breath hitched within my throat as I could feel that he wanted it just as much as I did, so I wrapped my legs around his waist, bringing him as close as possible against my soaking wet folds.
And with a slow and deep thrust he entered me, making me whimper in utter delight, clinging against him like holding on for dear life as we made love over and over again.












**Leila**






I watched in amusement, keeping quiet as her eyes drooped for a few seconds longer, her head falling over Azrael's chest as she once again slipped to dreamland, just like every other night.

He mildly smiled as he gazed upon her peaceful form, sweetly cuddled up in his embrace as she slept.

They were the only ones mostly spending their nights in my room, whenever they were not actually having loud and hot sex in theirs, or the freaking bathroom.

Damned be this stupid super-hearing.

Anyway, they were the only ones mostly keeping me company and tending to my few needs such as feeding or providing me with a fresh set of clothes every now and then since I actually had the bad habit of constantly staining them with blood, and Ricky kept going out with Lucifer, doing god-knows what besides stocking up my blood supply.
Raphael had also been mysteriously disappearing lately, leaving me only with these two lovebirds.

I blew out a sigh, lightly shaking my head.

"Out like a light," I commented with a giggle, earning myself a mild nod from him.

"So, you're neither a fallen nor a "heaven only" guy?" I fastly resumed to our previous conversation as I was so eager to know more. He'd been telling me so many things ever since we had fallen into this "routine" of ours and his tales and detailed descriptions of Heaven and Hell were actually so fascinating! Well, mostly since I was totally aware that they were all freaking true!

He gave me yet another nod before proceeding to explain,
"My job gives me the liberty of freely roaming Heaven and Hell as well, without having to lose my grace. I was actually created this way. I am not like the rest of my siblings from Heaven. They do not own a demon side, whereas I do, just like Lucifer.
That is why I am capable of commanding a whole army of demon reapers and grim reapers from Heaven as well,"

I gave him a nod of my own, right before another question popped into my mind.

"What about Lucifer? What's his deal? Is he actually a fallen or not?" I asked as even after all this time, I was still unaware of his real situation. Not to mention that his generally kind and gentle behaviour was so baffling!

Wasn't he supposed to be bad, or cunning...or something? He was the freaking King of Hell after all!

"He's the first fallen. And the most powerful one," He said after a sigh, pausing to give Blake a look and a gentle kiss over the top of her head as she mildly stirred in her sleep.

"I'm guessing you already know the whole story about him hating the humans at first and all that stuff,”

I only gave out a nod as I watched him, holding my hands under my chin as I laid over my stomach.

I was seriously getting tired of this stupid bed already.

"Wel, as a punishment for his rebellion, Father took Lucifer's grace and hid it somewhere on Earth, never to be found..."

"He tried a handful of times yet with no luck whatsoever..." He explained, earning himself a frown from me.

“So technically, he could get it back and be a real angel again...” I voiced out my thoughts, watching his features contort into a pensive frown of his own.

“That is if he would truly want that...It’s been thousand of years since he’d given up searching. I don’t even think that he cares about it anymore since he’s been surviving without it ever since the beginning of human life,” He finished with a shrug, his words actually making me realize how freaking old they actually were.

Holy hell...

“Wow...” I breathed, abruptly remembering how he once told me that now I was an immortal too and that as long as no one would try to harm me with shitloads of silver, I was going to live forever.

Well that sounds like a long time...

Yet I did not care since the only thing I really wanted was to be by Ricky’s side for as long as I could...I truly loved him with all my heart and I knew how much he loved me...I could feel it, and see it in his eyes, everytime he looked at me.
I didn’t want to hurt him like that, knowing that if I’d ever die he would suffer so greatly...And I too...

"So when will I be able to leave this bed?" I asked him after a moment of silence, rising myself into a sitting position.

"When you will be strong enough," He simply answered as he gazed back at me.

"But I already am. It’s been weeks for god’s sake! I don't feel that weird frenzy anymore. Even though I can feel Blake's amazing scent from a freaking mile away, I don't feel the pressing need to attack her anymore," I argumented after crossing my arms over my chest with a pout.

“By the way, why does she smell even better than before? How is that even possible?” I pointed out with a raised brow, making him abruptly pause to give me a weird stare.

“What?”

It was true. Ever since they got back together and started banging each other’s brains out like freaking rabbits, for some reason her scent became stronger...and even more alluring.

“I mean, it’s not like she didn’t smell good before because trust me, she totally did. But ever since you guys got back together, for some reason she smells freaking fantastic,” I explained while animatedly gesturing about and pulling out freaked-out facial expressions, making him stare at me even more perplexed.

“But don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt her. She’s my best friend for god’s sake!” I ranted out like a crazed lunatic as he only kept on staring at me before his eyes lowered to the girl peacefully sleeping in between his arms.

“I just want to be able to touch him again..." I sadly admitted with a whine, feeling a little bit jealous as I watched him gaze at her so tenderly whilst he traced back a rebel strand fallen over her cheek, pulling her even closer against his chest and holding her like she was his most treasured posession as he rose his gaze to look back at me.

"I think we could work something out,”