The Angel of Death

Fate

    My eyes open to arms wrapping around my waist. Without thinking my brain goes into panic mode and I begin to gasp, struggling to get out of whoever is touching me. I begin to pry the arms off of me before I hear a muffled voice coming from behind my head.

    “Hey, hey, hey,” the voice shushes me, “it’s ok, it’s just me, you’re ok.” It tells me soothingly. Snapping back into reality I realize that the voice belongs to Blue. I begin to calm myself and slow my breathing before rolling over to look at him. His eyes are tired but yet he smiles at me without hesitation. I smile at him with all of the strength I have left in me.

    I had forgotten about the events leading up to now. The raid, the men we lost, Peter, and now I’m in Blue’s bed.

    “Sorry,” I whisper, looking down to avoid eye contact, “I’m not used to sleeping with anyone else, or having anyone touch me for that matter.” I raise my eyes back up to meet his, they’re filled with sadness but not necessarily pity, which is much appreciated.

    “You don’t have to apologize to me, angel. I know this is probably difficult for you. You don’t have to sleep here with me if you’re uncomfortable.” He says genuinely. I smile at him and pull myself closer into his body.

    “No, I like it here with you.” I say softly. I can feel his heart begin to beat faster in his chest and I silently giggle to myself. He really is the most genuine and kind man I have ever met in my life.

    I raise my head to look at him again and find him already staring at me which causes me to blush and look away.

    “Do you know what time it is?” I ask him, burying myself in his shirt. He leans over to look at his phone and sighs.

    “It’s a little past 4 a.m., we haven’t even been sleeping for an hour.” He groans to himself. I sigh, feeling bad that I woke him from his sleep.

    “Sorry, I know I’m not the easiest person to sleep with.” I mumble. Blue just shakes his head and pulls me closer.

    “It’s not your fault, I wasn’t really sleeping anyways. That was an intense night we had, I can’t stop thinking about it.” He tells me honestly. I nod my head in agreement. In all honesty that would’ve been a fairly easy night for me, that is, if Peter hadn’t been there. That awakened a very new and raw emotion for me that I didn’t know I had. The mixture of anger, pain, and grief had all mixed together in a way that I didn’t think was possible.

    “I can’t believe that he’s alive,” I begin to tell Blue, “I saw him on the brink of death with my own eyes, not to mention we were in a rival base. There would be no way that they would’ve kept him alive, so how the f**k could he have gotten out of there.” I mostly ramble to myself but Blue listens carefully to my story, holding me as I speak.

    “I’m not sure how he made it, but regardless he will pay for the lives he’s taken. Those men and women were my friends, my family, my co-workers. He will suffer for what he’s done to them.” Blue’s voice becomes more strained with every word, and by the time he finishes his sentence he’s hissing his words through clenched teeth. I have to remind myself that I’m not the only person here that Peter has hurt. He has destroyed entire families and friendships, and by the look in Blue’s eyes he will get revenge on him by any means necessary.

    I bring my hand to Blue’s face and begin to stroke his cheek with my thumb, trying my best to calm him. It seems to work because I can feel his body begin to physically relax around me as he lets out a deep sigh. He catches my gaze and looks me intensely in the eyes.

    “I will never let him hurt you again. Ever.” He says sternly. My eyes grow wide and I nod to tell him I understand. I won’t lie, I like protective Blue.

    He licks his lips and slowly lowers his gaze to mine, without thinking I do the same. Slowly he leans his face in closer and hesitantly brushes his lips against mine. My mind goes blank but I get a primal feeling inside saying that I want him, all of him.

    I gently press my lips to his. He pulls back a bit, almost in shock that I kissed him back, but within a split second he smashes his lips on to mine. I could feel the desire radiating off of him as I begin to open my mouth and invite his tongue in. Gradually I begin to run my fingers over his chest and up to his hair, gently grabbing a handful and slightly tugging on it. He lets out a faint, low moan into our kiss which only excites me more.

    Pulling him on top of me I release his hair and run my fingers down his chest and reach under his shirt, pulling it up and over his head. Instead of leaning down to kiss me again he looks at me with seriousness in his eyes.

    “Please, tell me if I do anything you don’t like or if you want me to stop.” He says. Looking at this boy in the eyes I am in complete awe with him.

    “I promise I will.” I nod at him. He smiles kindly, but the kindness is soon replaced with lust and want.

    He quickly leans back down and begins to gently kiss my neck. I let out a soft sigh which he must’ve heard, changing pace he begins to gently bite and suck on my neck and I let out a soft moan. I can feel his mischievous smile in my neck as he continues to bite harder which earns louder moans from me. He leans up next to my ear and begins to lift the t-shirt over my head.

    “That’s my good girl.” He whispers seductively to me. Goosebumps begin to cover my skin and my face grows warm.

    He pulls the shirt gently over my head and begins to kiss a trail from my neck, though the center of my breasts, down my stomach, and finally at my pantie line. Softly he takes his fingers and runs them slowly under my waistband as he leans down and begins to kiss my inner thighs, getting closer and closer to my throbbing p***y.

    I begin to wiggle with impatience, desperately wanting him inside of me. He takes notice and looks up as he hooks his fingers in my waistband.

    “Someone’s becoming inpatient.” He says with a teasing smile.

    “Please, Blue.” I groan softly at him. He shakes his head and climbs up the bed, gently wrapping his hand around my neck and whispering softly into my ear.

    “In here, you will address me as Sir or Daddy. Do you understand little one?” His voice has grown deeper and darker with lust and longing. My eyes grow wide and I begin to nod.

    “Yes, Sir.” I whisper to him. He lets out a small moan and makes his way back to the end of the bed.

    Grabbing my underwear, he yanks it off harshly and looks at me for a moment, completely naked and vulnerable, before he spits on two of his fingers and reaches down to begin playing with my c**t. Involuntarily my mouth opens and I gasp as I arch my back from the sheer pleasure.

    “Does that feel good, angel?” He asks me seductively.

    “Y-yes D-daddy.” I whimper as he runs his fingers in soft, slow circles, teasing and playing with me. He chuckles at me, what an odd sight it must be to see me like this. I know I do my best to present myself as a dominant person, but behind closed doors like this it’s a whole different story.

    Blue’s fingers begin to circle faster on my throbbing c**t and I begin to feel a deep feeling building up in my core. I arch my back farther and begin to moan loudly.

    “D-d-daddy, I t-think I going to-“ My sentence cuts off as I begin to c*m, screaming in pleasure as I do. The bliss overwhelms me and I do my best to hold still as I ride the wave of pleasure until it subsides.

    With my legs shaking and myself panting I lean up to look at Blue who pulls down his joggers and boxers. I figured that the man was well endowed but holy s**t, that has to be at least 9 inches. He sees my eyes grow wide and begins to laugh.

    “Don’t worry little one, I’ll be gentle with you,” he says as he leans down and positions himself, “at least at first.” He finishes, pushing himself into my ready body. We both gasp in pleasure simultaneously and he begins to take long, slow strokes.

    I wrap my arms around his back and dig my nails into his skin, holding on for dear life as his strokes become deeper and more aggressive. We both begin moaning louder, screaming almost, and in that moment I have never been more grateful that these walls are soundproof.

    Without warning he pulls out, flips me onto my stomach, and pulls my ass in the air. Slamming himself back into me I gasp at the new feeling of pleasure that this position provides. As he begins to thrust faster he reaches down and grabs my neck, pulling me back far enough that he can bend over my body and bite my neck hard. I scream at the pleasure which causes him to grab my neck tighter.

    “I-I’m going t-to c-c-c*m again.” I’m barley able to get out, the intensity causing me to almost forget how to speak.

    “I-I’m going to c*m too.” Blue manages to spit out. I feel the deep pressure build up again and before I know it the sweet bliss of release has filled my body. As I ride my wave I feel Blue exit me, implying that he has also finished.

    I collapse face first onto the bed with Blue copying me moments later. As we lay there panting in unison I raise my head up to see him with his eyes closed and a large smile plastered on his face. I giggle at his expression and he turns his head to face me, still smiling.

    “What are you looking at?” He asks me, chuckling. I take my finger and poke him in his cheek.

    “You, Mr. Smiley.” I say, unable to hold back a small laugh myself. He lunges at me playfully and pulls me up farther on the bed, wrapping us in his comforter.

    “Well of course I’m smiling, the most beautiful, strong, smart, and badass girl in the world wants me.” He whispers to me sweetly. My face glows deep red and I turn away from him so he can’t see.

    “Shut up, Blue.” I tell him. He laughs and pulls me closer into him, stroking my hair as he does so. As he holds me I realize that all of the “physical activity” that just happened has absolutely exhausted me. As Blue runs his fingers through my hair and I lay there in his arms I finally begin to fully realize how lucky I am to have found him.