Fallen Melody: Fallen: Book 1

by Layna Snow

  “Bait. We bait Nate and draw him in. Then mail the fucker to Axel. This guy is as much his problem as ours.”

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  As the conversation and argument about that plan was erupting, someone else was listening in. Someone who had eyes and ears all through the house. Someone who had the technology to bug the place. And someone who had the idea of using their plan to his own gain. It wouldn’t take long now. He’d get the Angel. And then he could leave the stupid bitch who followed him, worshiped him. He could leave her to take the fallout for this. Because he sure as heck wasn’t going to take the blame. Besides, if she was willing to go against the one guy she felt admiration and loyalty for, who was he to stop her?

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  Mel thought that the idea was good. It had merit. It wasn’t unlike some of the strategies that the Warrior Angels used in the past. It wouldn’t take long before the plan was implemented. It wouldn’t take long before everything was done.

  Now what? Now that they had some idea of what to do in order to catch the person after her, she felt a little better. The tightness that had taken residence in her chest was lifted. The worried thoughts swirling around her head were gone. They weren’t just going to wait any longer, they were going to do something.

  But, it wasn’t going to happen yet. Cay needed to get things ready, and Seth needed to call Tim, if he was still in the area. Caleb had said that Tim was most likely in some girl’s pants. Mel didn’t quite understand that. Why would he be wearing women’s clothing? She would ask him the next time she saw him, but she didn’t want to judge. It wasn’t her place. At least not anymore. They had already called Ian at the clinic—since he was there fixing things—and asked him to keep an ear on the house. Wouldn’t that hurt?

  She supposed that she shouldn’t have been so hard on Cay earlier—she was mad at him and required a big gesture to make up for it, but she wasn’t as upset as she appeared.

  Mel looked around the great room. It was impressive as it had been before. The rest of the stuff had arrived while they were at the hospital and Seth had arranged it to be set up in the house. She had noticed that Cay had ordered a huge bed, one custom made that could fit many people. She hoped that it would eventually.

  Seth was standing in the kitchen with the phone to his ear. He looked tired, his hair was messy, his clothes rumpled. They had spent the night at the hospital and neither of them had slept very much. She was sure that she looked just as unkempt. But, he was still very attractive.

  Mel tried to think logically but she had to admit that she ached to run her fingers through his hair. She yearned to kiss his lips, remembering the one time he kissed her. She wanted to be pressed up against him, maybe feel him the way that she had felt Cay when they were intimate.

  She really tried to get rid of the thoughts during the days that had passed. It wouldn’t do for God to listen to her lecherous thoughts. But they poked through at odd times, like now.

  Maybe she could convince him to kiss her and touch her?

  And Cay, who she could see sitting on the bed in their room, was just as sexy. He had taken off his shirt earlier—with her assistance—and he was in a lot of pain. She wanted to go in and comfort him, again. But he had kicked her out the last time. He had told her that he wasn’t a baby, didn’t need to be coddled.

  She just wanted to take care of him. Wanted to make him feel loved and happy. She wanted to do everything for him, but he didn’t seem to want to let her. Maybe she could kiss his dick. Seth had liked that, and it wouldn’t cause Cay too much pain. Not if she did all the work.

  But shouldn’t she ask Seth to join? He was a part of the relationship too.

  Mel looked at the man and sighed. This would be the perfect opportunity to get the relationship solidified. If she could tempt him into another sexual situation, he’d finally give in. Wouldn’t he?

  Of course! He couldn’t resist her, not again!

  With her mind made up, Melody stood from her seat on the sofa and walked up to Seth. He was still on the phone and so she had time to really study him. His red shirt was wrinkled, and pulled up above the waistband of his pants when he stretched as he was doing now.

  Mel could see a little line of hair that lead down from his belly button. She had wanted to trace it before, and now she didn’t resist the temptation. Moving in front of him, Mel lifted his shirt and held it to his chest with her hand. There, she got a little distracted. Even though he was slimmer than Caleb, he wasn’t squishy, just sleek. Mel had been fascinated with his flat tummy while they had sex before. He wasn’t like the Angels she knew. He didn’t have huge muscles and she liked that.

  She pressed the hand holding the shirt tighter against him. She could feel his muscles move beneath her hand, flexing. It made her want to knead his chest, like she kneaded bread the other day. But Seth was more mouth-watering than bread. He tasted better too, she remembered.

  Mel couldn’t stand it any longer, she leaned in and kissed his chest, noticing that the small brown nipple beaded to a hard little point. She also noticed the intake of breath, and a small groan. Seth was enjoying this.

  She kissed him again. This time a little lower. This time followed by a swipe of her tongue. Mmm. The salty taste was delicious, it added another layer of arousal. It seemed like her senses were focused on this man. The sight of his body making her blood rush though her veins. His musky scent drugging her and pulling her in. The feel of his body beneath her hands showed her the power she had over him. And the taste was addictive. She could surely go on tasting and exploring his body all night, but that little trail of hair tempted.

  Mel moved lower, looking at it, wondering what it would feel like. Would it be soft and silky like the hair on his head? Would it be slightly springy and crisp like the hair that surrounded the base of his penis? Or would it feel different all together?

  She ran her hands along his stomach towards that patch. Just as she had thought—due to the proximity—it felt slightly coarse, and wiry. It was shorter than the hair around his private part but it was nice. It seemed to lead right to the place she wanted to go.

  As she moved her hand down to the waistband of his blue jeans, she heard him say his goodbye’s on the phone and hang up. Had she had anything to do with his hasty words and sharp demeanour? She sure hoped so. That would mean that he was eager to be with her.

  “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice sounding rough. She wondered why that happened, but would have to ask later. She was too busy opening his pants at the moment.

  “I was curious.” She told him. Why was he even asking?

  “You saw me before.” He told her. As if she could forget! That was the best experience of her life! But she was tired of waiting for them to come to her. She wanted them. She wanted to explore them and have them.

  Of course, that didn’t mean that they felt the same.

  Concerned, Mel stopped undoing his zipper and looked up. “Oh. You don’t want to do it again? Is that why you haven’t touched me since then?”

  Seth shook his head, letting his breath out in one whoosh, causing his lips to make a very tempting shape. One similar to a kissing face. And boy did she ever want to kiss him! It would be nice to have his lips on hers again. “No, tha-“

  But Mel didn’t want to hear it. Not now. She wanted him too much. She knew now what the tightness in her breasts, the throbbing of her crotch meant. “But don’t I get a say? I have been waiting for days. I feel that area, my-“ but she didn’t know what it was called!

  “Your pussy,” he offered helpfully, his voice getting even rougher, even deeper. It seemed to cause a reaction in her, because her pussy, as he called it, started to throb and get wet.

  Mel nodded, too turned on to even smile in thanks. “Yes, it aches, feels empty. I hear you can take care of yourself, to make yourself feel better when this happens, but I don’t know how!”

  And how frustrating was that! She didn’t know what she needed to know in order to please herself. Surely if sh
e just touched down there. “Maybe I can google it.” She muttered thoughtfully.

  “No!” Seth denied, grabbing her shoulders as she turned. As if she would leave him yet! She just wanted to think, and she couldn’t think when she was looking at his bare chest. Maybe she should stop touching him as well, stop holding his shirt up.

  Mel sighed and let go on the material, but even then Seth didn’t let go of her. He seemed to draw her closer, but she couldn’t remember moving towards him. “I just… I don’t think…” But she didn’t want to listen to his objections.

  “Don’t think. You need to feel. You think too much.” She told him, but quickly shook her head again.

  She knew that you can’t force people to do what you want. “Umm, unless you want to. I don’t want to pressure you, Seth. I like spending time with you. I like touching you. Cay and you are both important to me. You’re also important to each other. But I know that you have to do what’s best for yourself. If I’m not best for you, then I will handle it. So will Caleb.” Maybe she had done something wrong. Maybe she had miscalculated in her plan. “I’ll just go to Cay. I can just do to him what I did for you before.” That way she wouldn’t hurt him.

  As Melody turned to go, she heard Seth release a frustrated breath. He better not be frustrated with her! She didn’t do anything wrong. He made her whole body hurt. His rejection made her horribly sad, made her want to curl into herself. But she had to focus on the man who wanted her. She couldn’t leave him in pain.

  “He won’t be satisfied with just a blowjob.” Seth told her, stopping her in her tracks.

  But if he wasn’t satisfied with that, what else could she do? “He is in pain. He can’t do what he did before. It would hurt his ribs.” She complained. What could she give him without hurting him more? She felt woefully inexperienced!

  “There are other ways. Positions that won’t hurt him. At least not much.” Seth explained, but it wasn’t enough.

  “I don’t know those. How am I supposed to do them?”

  Seth walked up behind her. She could feel him there, his tension, his heat. She wanted to lean back into him, but she was worried. He might not like her touching him right now. She didn’t want to upset him. “I would help you. I.. umm… Were you serious when you said that you want me? That you want us both?” he asked, running his hands along her arms. The motion, up and down, causing little bumps on her skin. She wanted his hands on her elsewhere, but she enjoyed his touch. Just that light brush caused electricity to zing through her body.

  “Yes. I have feelings for you both, feelings that I can’t turn off. I want to wake up and have breakfast with you, to talk to you. I want to joke with Cay, to feel his laughter as he holds me. And I want to feel you both when we are together, to know that I have everything I need in both of you. More than enough. I don’t know how to explain how I feel. Feelings are new to me. But just thinking of you saying no causes my heart to hurt and my chest to get tight. And it makes me feel like crying.”

  “I know that feeling,” Seth confessed, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her back against his hard chest. She could feel his heat wrapping around her, holding her safe and secure. She could also feel his breath at her hair, and then a light feeling, as if he had kissed the top of her head.

  It made her feel good, relaxed and secure. “So what do I do?” she asked, letting her weight press against him, but he didn’t seem to mind if she leaned on him. He just tightened his hold.

  “Do you trust me?” he asked, as if he needed to be told. Didn’t he understand that she had already trusted him with her life? With her soul? She had allowed these men to protect and guide her since she had been on Earth. She had already given them all her respect, admiration, honesty and trust. How could he think any differently?

  “Of course!” she told him. For a smart man, he was sure acting dumb.

  “Alright. Then kiss me.” It was a command, but instead of being annoyed, Melody just felt aroused. She wanted to press her lips to his, and so she did. She could feel the firm press of his lips before he took over, holding her head still with one hand while he plundered her mouth with his tongue. He tasted good! She could kiss him forever! The slide of his tongue on hers was so nice, she couldn’t help but moan. But as soon as she did, he pulled away.

  “Let me get something out of my room, then we’ll go to Cay’s, okay?” His voice was breathy, rough when he spoke.

  Melody just nodded. Anticipation made it hard to talk, as if her throat was closing. As if the words wouldn’t come. He didn’t even need to ask. She’d follow him anywhere. Follow them anywhere.

  It didn’t take long for Seth to get whatever he was going to bring, and then they walked into the bedroom that she had shared with Caleb.

  Cay looked to be in pain, tired, and annoyed. But when he looked up at her, his face seemed to soften. It made something in her warm, melt. It made her want to kiss him. “Hey, Kitten.” He said, his eyes warming as she stood there. But she was nervous, didn’t know what to do exactly. He looked over at Seth who had entered behind her, and how he stood next to her. “Seth? What’s up?”

  Seth held up his hand, and in his grip a small plastic bottle. She didn’t know what it contained, but Caleb did, his face seemed to light up.

  “Does this mean what I think it does?” he asked, his voice excited. Apparently Seth’s nod sufficed. “Do you know what you’re doing? And when did you buy that shit?”

  That just perked her curiosity. What did he have? What did it mean to the men? And what did it mean for her?

  “I had it just before Lucy and I broke up. She wanted to try anal, but we broke up first.” Seth explained. Not that it helped Melody understand. Who was Lucy? And why did she feel her anger growing at the thought of her with Seth? And what exactly was anal?

  “Fuck man. She was a bitch. I was really glad that you guys broke up last year. Didn’t want to move to a small town so you could follow your dream. What a fucking selfish bitch.”

  Seth tossed the bottle to Cay. “Yeah, let’s not talk about her. Wasn’t meant to be. Now let’s not waste any more time. You have been neglecting our girl here. We better take care of her before she finds two other guys to date.”

  So he was in—as Cay would say. She couldn’t contain her happiness. And soon she’d feel that pleasure again. Soon she’d have everything she wanted.

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  “Go to Cay, baby. You said you wanted to make him feel good, you should do that now.” Seth told her, pressing his hand to the small of her back as if to guide her.

  She didn’t need to be told twice. Especially not with the way that Caleb looked, his anticipation evident on his face, along with his arousal.

  She was wet between her legs, achy and needy.

  She couldn’t think of anything but getting them to touch her, of getting to touch them too.

  For that, she had to be naked.

  Mel quickly removed her things. She wasn’t thinking about being sexy, or about how her body looked. She simply took off all her clothes and left them on the floor.

  Melody hastened over to Caleb, the heat in his eyes drawing her in. Threatening to burn her up.

  And maybe she wanted to burn.

  If the delicious heat racing through her system was any indication, it would be a great way to go.

  She could feel her insides melting, readying, yearning.

  Oh, she couldn’t wait any longer. Mel crawled on the bed, almost too lost in desire to remember to tread carefully, that Cay’s ribs were hurt.

  “God, that is fucking hot. You prowling towards me. Come here little tigress. Eat me up.” Cay said, opening his arms for her.

  His words were pure temptation.

  Eat him up? Did he mean that she could lick him? Did he want her to suck his cock?

  Oh, that would be perfect.

  She couldn’t wait to taste him, to know that she was pleasuring him. She wanted to feel him explode in her mouth like Seth had done.

  To know t
hat she had that much control over his pleasure, over his body.

  It made her feel like a goddess, like a creature made for seduction.

  “You should see her from the back. She has a beautiful backside.” Seth said, his voice sounding really close behind her, and sending shivers along her spine.

  “I’ve seen it, remember?” Cay responded, his eyes never leaving hers.

  The hazel eyes glowing greener, with a need that inspired an answering clench in her own body.

  Once she reached him, Cay guided her forward until they mingled breaths. Tasting each other’s air, lingering in the closeness, the intimacy.

  She remembered his kiss, so different from Seth’s. So sweet and gentle. Full of meaning. Full of promise.

  Mel leaned forward, pressing her lips to his. Loving the silky feel, the heat against her own lips. She tried to use every trick that they had taught her. Licked at the slight opening until he let her in, and even gave a slight bight.

  She wanted it to be good for him. Wanted to be good for herself. His moan answered every request.

  Caleb grabbed her head, tried to take control but Melody leaned back with a smirk.

  She wasn’t done. But she would take what she wanted this time.

  She looked down at his sweatpants. They were tented above his crotch and she hoped that it was because of arousal. Hoped that he was hard for her, needy just for her.

  Tilting her head to the side, she considered how best to get him naked without hurting him.

  It seemed to be reaching towards her. She wanted to reach right back. So she did, running her left hand along the hard length. It felt so warm, even though his clothes. She wanted to feel it in her hand, skin to skin with nothing between them.

  “Oh fuck, that feels good!” Cay rasped.

  Good. She wanted it to feel amazing. She wanted him to feel as turned on as she was.

  “I swear, if I don’t get my pants off soon, I’m going to come in them like a teenager.”