Fallen Kings

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We both gasp as our bodies connect, like it’s been way too long, even though it’s only been days. I wrap my arms around her and hold her against me as I slowly move in and out of her. Her thighs straddle me, her hips rotating as she rides me, and all I can think is that I want more of her. I’ll never get enough. Together we move faster, and I lift up just as she sinks down on me, our bodies in perfect rhythm, while the pleasure builds.

Olivia whispers in my ear. “I’m close.” I already knew she was by the way her voice changed. Her moans grow higher pitched as her o****m builds.

“Me too.” Without breaking my pace, I grunt in her ear and grip her hips harder. Her eyes turn black, and I know she’s feeding on me. It only turns me on more. I thrust up into her faster, pushing us both over the edge at the same time. She cries out my name and I press deep, stopping my movements and pressing a kiss to the soft place under her ear. I cling to her as my o****m wanes, thankful beyond belief that this woman came into my life.

She relaxes against me and I hold her close while we catch our breath and float back to ourselves. She runs her hands along my shoulders and rests her forehead against mine with a contented sigh.

I pick her up, our bodies still joined together, and carry her into the bedroom so we can relax. Once we’re both on the bed we can properly snuggle up against each other. My feelings for her swell and I press my hand to her cheek, marveling at how beautiful she is, and not just on the outside. I can’t wait another minute to tell her how I feel.

“Olivia, I love you.”

Her eyes widen and I see something in them like panic before she looks away. My heart squeezes painfully. I didn’t expect her to say it back, but I hoped for something better than that look on her face. s**t, maybe I should have waited.

She sits up, her gaze conflicted. “Marcus…”

This is horrible. I want to rewind time and take the words back. “It’s fine. I shouldn’t have said anything. You don’t need to respond.”

“No, I want to say something.” She wrings her hands as she finds the words she’s looking for. “I have strong feelings for you too. Of course I do. You were the first to accept me, even after you saw me for who I truly am. That means a lot to me.”

“But…” I already know it’s coming.

“But I’m a Lilim. I’m not sure I’m capable of love. We’re taught not to form attachments to our lovers, because they can’t last. Mother always told me relationships weren’t possible for us. Not real ones, anyway.”

“I don’t believe that.” I touch her chin and redirect her gaze back to me. “I know you’re capable of love. I see it in your eyes when you look at me, or at Bastien. Besides, you’re half angel too, and that has to count for something.”

“Maybe. I hope you’re right.” She grabs my hand and holds it tightly. “Can I stay the night?”

I blink at her, my mouth open. She’s never stayed with me before, and never let me stay overnight with her either. It’s always been one of her rules with her men. But something’s changed. Maybe she can’t say the words out loud, but at least she’s making an effort. I pull her back into my arms and press a kiss to her forehead. “I would love that.”

Chapter Twelve

Olivia

A

nother week passes, and still no word from Kassiel. I’m starting to get worried, especially since he won’t respond to my texts, although he often goes dark for a while when he’s chasing a lead. I try to tell myself he’s fine, but the worry nags at me constantly.

Uriel’s given all students two days a month to leave Seraphim Academy. I used my first to go shopping with the girls and visit Marcus, and I used my second one today to hang out with Jonah and our dad at his house. With the weather warming up, Dad decided to do a BBQ outside and got enough food to feed a dozen people. Way too much for the three of us, but at least he’ll have leftovers now.

When I get back to my room, I jump at the sight of someone sitting on my bed. Then I relax when I see it’s my mother. She loves to show up in my room out of the blue. I have no idea how she gets on and off campus undetected, but I guess when you’re an ancient Archdemon you’ve picked up some tricks.

She’s playing on her phone and wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but she still looks like a goddess come to life. Every inch of her is beautiful and flawless, making it hard to take your eyes off her. I look like a lesser version of her, with the same olive skin, green eyes, and wavy dark hair, but I’m missing that extra something that comes with being the queen of lust.

“Mother, what are you doing here?” I ask, as I close the door behind me.

“Hello, daughter.” She smiles at me and stands, holding open her arms for a hug. I hesitate, not used to this sort of affection from her, but then I step into her embrace and breathe in her familiar rose scent. She’s trying to be a better mom, and I appreciate that. Reconnecting with my parents has been one of the major perks of going to Seraphim Academy.