Kassern (Archangels Creed)

by Azure Boone

  He smiled back and bucked his hips while leaning up to catch her surprised gasp with his hungry mouth. “Got you.”

  Once his lips were on hers, it was like tethering to his own power, doubling and redoubling his strengths, and ratcheting his desire for her into the outer reaches of the solar system.

  He licked the softness of her mouth as though she might melt before he could thoroughly taste. He flicked his hips again with a growl, producing those beautiful cries of desperate pleasure that drove his power higher, his hunger harder. To think he could make love to her the way he needed was beyond any joy he’d ever known.

  With a roar, he broke his silken chains and flipped her beneath him, growling down into her wide eyes. The fire of his desire licked slowly over her mouth, open in wonder as his cock pushed against that soft place between her sweet legs.

  He spoke to her without words, mostly because he didn’t think he could manage the coherency required for them. But one thing he did manage to say through the ever growing growling that shook the air was, “Hold on tight to me, princess.”

  ****

  Dear God in heaven, was she dreaming? Did this gorgeous angel just pin her beneath him with his ginormous cock between her legs and say hold on tight princess?

  Before she could confirm the reality, he licked her neck hard and slow. From the speeding pulse at her throat till his flaming tongue found the deepest recesses of her mouth and his cock, the deepest recesses of her pussy. She took God’s name in vain, and prayed she wouldn’t be struck down for doing it in that wonderful second.

  Delirious with his throbbing heat filling her body and soul, she watched through pleasure sedated eyes as Kassern’s head went back and every muscle in his neck stood out as his own ecstasy overtook him. A trembling growl reverberated through his body and hinted at merely a beginning.

  The thought that maybe she should worry disappeared, when he withdrew and his glowing ruby gaze locked on her. How much he adored her, needed her, loved her – it was all right there to read in his fiery eyes.

  Like a bolt of lightning, he plunged his cock and tongue back into her with a desperate abandon. Instead of overwhelming her, it flooded her with his power. While she held on to his massive shoulders as he’d instructed, Karly wrapped his waist with her legs, binding them together with unbelievable power, wanting to become one with him in this dance.

  The depth of the simple little gesture undid him. Overcome, he grabbed her arms, pinned them over her head, and without an ounce of gentleness, drove her to another dimension with thrust after mind-blowing thrust of his cock, not letting up till she exploded around him. Karly and Kassern’s union came with her scream and his wall-shaking roar as he shot his angelic fiery seed inside her.

  Breathing through the explosion's aftermath, Karly realized the angel wasn’t done with her. His lips and tongue began to descend with a most tormenting and thorough fervor over her neck, stopping to dine on her breasts until she was writhing and pulling his hair.

  He finally moved lower, his growl already purring through the air and along her skin. God, she’d have an orgasm before his tongue ever reached her desperately throbbing clit. All she knew was that her body remembered—would never forget—what his lips, tongue, and fingers were capable of.

  Trembling uncontrollably, Karly raised up on her elbows to watch him. Fuck he was soooo sexy licking her all over, his full red lips caressing one second, hungry the next. Her hips pushed up, eager for release as her grunts came shamelessly. His red nailed fingers finally made it to her thighs. Wanting to feel his power, she attempted to close her legs. Kassern growled and dug his fingers into her muscle and forced her open, an animal demanding its feed. God, yes. Holding her tight to the bed by the juncture of her thighs, Kassern stared down at his prize, his growl lessening to an eerie rumbling. Karly bit her lower lip, managing tiny thrusts, inviting him to taste.

  Her breath froze when his fiery gaze met hers with the threat of life changing pleasure.

  Oh God. She moaned, feeling like her bones would melt. Bring it sweet angel, I’m so ready for that change.

  As he lowered his head, she caught the faint smile on his beautiful mouth. Then he made the sweetest love to her with his lips and tongue she’d ever known. Karly felt him tugging her spirit toward him with every lick and gentle suckle. It wasn’t enough for him to just stroke it he wanted it inside him, all of it. She could feel the irrevocable possessiveness in his fingers, the unmoving loyalty in his tongue. The absolution of his love in that steady rumbling he tickled her pussy with. Karly could do nothing but moan and pant and grunt under the perfect assault, while Kassern held her firmly in place, not even letting her buck or squirm for it. Made it all the more deliciously maddening.

  Karly gasped when he plunged his tongue inside her. Felt like a rope of fire was attached to it and it flicked over that amazing spot that caused her to orgasm from within. With Kassern’s nose rubbing her clit so perfectly, her body trembled with sheer intensity as she came. God did she ever come. Kassern lassoed her contracting pussy with a hungry precision, growling and gripping her hard, making her take the devastating ecstasy.

  By the time she had any sense, Kassern’s beautiful red gaze was above her, staring into hers as he kissed her still astonished mouth tenderly. She felt the smile on his lips and she could only continuously gasp for air, gasp on life.

  “You liked it,” he whispered, all knowing.

  Like? “Like…is a very weak word.”

  His lips smiled broad against hers as he lovingly rubbed their noses together. She glided her hands along the length of his hard body, literally hard, only able to think of one thing.

  How damn hot he would look when she returned the favor.

  ****

  “I want to suck you Kassern.”

  Kassern’s breath froze in his chest at her words. Holy heaven of heavens.

  “Lay down for me.” She licked his lower lip. “And open your gorgeous legs wide.”

  She smiled at the anxiety scoring his forehead and the flames that leapt out of his eyes just before they rolled shut.

  “Do it,” she demanded.

  It was that simple. She demanded, he obeyed. No question.

  Once he was in place, she knelt next to him, seeming to consider. “Bind your hands.”

  Yes, very good idea, he thought. He might rip her hair out.

  She smiled naughtily once he was bound, and Kassern’s eyes locked on her erect nipples. She scanned his lower body, her pretty pink tongue licking her lower lip. “And your legs.” She turned her gaze to him. “Bind your legs wide open for me.” She lowered her breast to his mouth and he opened wide to receive it. “Please,” she added on her gasp.

  God. Done.

  She knelt between his legs and kissed him with the sweetest touch while she teased his chest with her nipples, sweeping them rhythmically side to side. She pulled up from his mouth and continued to rub herself against his body that way, her eyes glazing over with pleasure.

  She feasted her way down his torso, taking time to discover his every muscle with her fingers, tongue, and sweet lips. She finally knelt between his legs and stared down at her target. His hard-on throbbed in painful anticipation, and he suddenly understood the appeal of erotic agony.

  She captured his huge cock in her small hands, gasping. Despite her previous experience, Kassern knew she’d never handled a man with such feeling and intention. She took what had previously been a simple mechanical operation, and turned it into a display of erotic intention expressing the depth of her love for him. It made him throb, and she gasped in excitement.

  She was making him crazy. “Suck it Karly.” He’d never begged for anything in his existence. As though she could no longer stand it either, she lowered her mouth onto him and there was nothing sweet and timid about it. The sudden hot suction accompanied with her delicate moans brought a roar from him. He bucked his hips, wanting it deeper, growling and thrashing his head. She raked her nails over his tigh
t testicles, creating explosions in his body he'd never known, making him burn on the bed. Kassern lost track of earthly reality as his new spirit soared through the realms in ecstasy, Karly with him, safe and fulfilled in his arms.

  His orgasm hit and it drew them back with a supersonic force. The way Karly devoured him, the sounds she made, he knew she was feeling it with him. It would be the first time in all his existence that he worried about dying. Suddenly, being part human was the best thing that had ever happened to him and he had to wonder how much of this Uriel had anticipated.

  Chapter Twenty S ix

  "Holy shit, what the hell is he doing?" Devyn gasped, lifting her head off Troy's chest.

  "I have no idea." Troy's tone said he'd been trying to figure that out.

  Devyn kept her voice low. "That has to be the fourth time he's shaken the entire house."

  Troy stroked her face with his thumb and smiled softly. "You're so beautiful."

  "What do you think they're doing that's so fantastic?" she wondered, ignoring his compliment.

  Troy pulled her on top of him. "You really don't know?" He smiled when the twitch in his cock registered on Devyn's face.

  Troy suddenly jolted from the harsh mental knock in his head from Kassern. "Did she confess?"

  "What?"

  "I didn't say anything." Devyn kissed along his chest.

  "Confess," Kassern growled. "Did she do it?"

  "No, not yet." He moved Devyn off of him, not liking what he heard in his tone. "What's going on?"

  "A hive is going on, that's what. Right now. Outside. Closing in fast."

  "Oh shit," Troy gasped, hurrying to the window, ignoring Devyn's burst of questions. "What do we do?"

  "We gather. Now."

  Troy spun to Devyn. "Get dressed. Trouble."

  "Shit," Devyn gasped, hurrying to comply. "What's going on?"

  "Kassern asked if you confessed, there's a swarm outside." He held his hand out and she hurried and took it.

  They met Kassern and Karly in the kitchen where Kassern stood near the window, geared up in ruby splendor. Troy would never get used to seeing those wings or ruby swords chinking lightly against one another as though preparing for a feast.

  "I'm locked," Kassern said, without turning. "They've somehow secluded us, I have no communication abilities beyond the triumvirate. They're using Devyn's confession as a doorway, so, it would be really nice if she went ahead and took care of that, because until she does, it's just us against that entire army of devils." Kassern glanced at Troy. "Gear up brother."

  Gear up? "With what?"

  ****

  Karly felt the power when it left Kassern's outstretched hand and entered Troy. The entire room—minus Kassern—gasped in shock at the transformation. Troy towered in a shimmering white hooded cloak of incredibly fine chain-mail emblazoned with a ruby cross that matched the one on Kassern's chest. He looked like a Medieval holy warrior/knight character. Even his boots were that white chain-mail, with what looked like shimmering ruby laces.

  The most impressive thing about him, in Karly's opinion, had to be the weapons that decorated nearly every body part, like warrior jewelry. Various blades, from small throwing knives strapped to his left forearm, up to the massive broadsword in its scabbard at his left hip. A ruby-studded belt supported a pair of…handguns? Wow. Troy turned slightly and Karly gasped at the cross-bow that hung on his back. The damn thing appeared carved right out of a hunk of ruby. Troy’s face came into view from behind the hood, shocking her further. His skin glowed white and his eyes shimmered crimson.

  Holy fucking wow.

  Karly waited for wings to sprout from his back, but none came.

  Troy held out both hands, then looked down at himself, turning this way and that. He drew one of the throwing knives, flipped it into the air then caught and sheathed it, all in one practiced move. Only his gasp of awe betrayed his real lack of experience with the weapon.

  "Choose your weapon wisely," Kassern muttered.

  "How?"

  Kassern turned to him. "Knowing your enemy is the first weapon of defense." He returned to studying the span of land outside, seeming to watch the forest just beyond. "But unfortunately, these things are too newly created for me to pass that information along. Which means I'll have to go find that out."

  "Alone?" Karly's voice cracked with terror and Kassern's ruby gaze was suddenly inches from her own, his fingers stroking her cheek.

  At his touch, her body warmed and filled with a liquid courage. No drug on earth had ever felt that good and dammit, she was addicted. Pulling his face to hers, she kissed him.

  He drew her hands away, winded as though he'd just run a mile. "I don't think that helps me get into battle mode," he whispered with a smile.

  "Sorry," Karly whispered, barely audible. She stroked his lower lip with her thumb. God he was too beautiful. Too good. Too everything.

  "Be right back."

  Karly gasped on the ache in her heart as headed to the door.

  He passed a stern warning gaze around to each of them. "Stay put. Troy, if I'm not back in thirty minutes, you will do what I instructed."

  Karly looked at Troy, wondering what that meant. By the worried expression on his face, it wasn't anything she'd agree with.

  ****

  Kassern flashed to the forest edge into the highest part of a tree and listened. In moments he located the swarm. Damn. They were nearly numberless. He closed his eyes and carefully made a mental connection with one. Kassern's upper lip rose in disgust at being inside the abomination, the demented ooze of its mind surrounding him. But he had to learn.

  The first thing that Kassern discovered was its intelligence, equal to a genius level human. Carefully, he dug through its mind, looking for its origins and any other need to know info. Kassern selected a file involving a human who had been in close contact with it.

  Very slowly, Kassern stepped into the memory and watched a replay of the human's last night with the thing. Entering at the end, he observed the creature killing him, tearing him apart, bit by bit, after toying with the nerves and muscles in his neck and preventing the human from making anything but a gurgling noise.

  Kassern quickly learned all he could of the human. The man, Jason, detested his job at the lab, the tediousness of feeding animals, cleaning cages, and entering every boring detail into the logs. He didn't believe in the organization that created the creature. He worked for another authority. One interested, not in the creature's well-being, but in ensuring it learned evil. The human figured a job was a job. While everyone else treated the abomination like a child, Jason, taught it about cruelty.

  Kassern was drawn back to where he'd entered the memory and watched the creature make a surgically precise incision along the sole of Jason's foot, using one of its scalpel sharp claws. The human tried to scream to no avail.

  Kassern searched further back in the man’s memory and found how he ended up at the mercy of this creature.

  Two hours before midnight, Jason had only one more task to finish. He always saved it for last because as much as he hated the rest of his job, it was both the worst and best part of it. The worst because he abhorred the creature he was forced to interact with.

  He had no idea what the creature in the observation room was, but he did know God had not created it. The scientist and the rest of the staff called it Annie. It was officially called The Augusta Project, though Jason didn't know or care what that stood for. He called it project pay-the-bills when he didn't call it an abomination. The thing simply should not be alive, and he cringed every time he looked upon it. At times, all he could think of was bringing his .30-.30 rifle to work and putting the thing down. It had no place on this earth, and even though he was not a particularly religious man, he felt that God himself should strike the creature down for the sacrilege it was.

  Once again, Kassern was pulled back to the entrance of the memory. The creature took off another of Jason's toes, sniffed it, then tossed it over his sho
ulder. The human's belly heaved, but he had already puked it thoroughly empty.

  Kassern took note of the creature's appearance, looking for some physical weakness or deficiency. The thing stood at about five foot tall, faintly similar to a chimp or some other species of primate in body shape, but its arms were more proportionally fit to the rest of the body. Short, dark brown fur covered its body, thinner on its unique face. The face resembled that of a monkey of some sort, but the muzzle was a bit longer and heavier than those of the higher primates, vaguely reminiscent of a short-nosed bear. Pointed ears perched upright near the top of the head, with little tufts of hair at the tips. The skull was larger and rounder than that of primates, or other animals, more closely resembling a human skull.

  It walked upright on its hind limbs, the arms and legs immensely strong and heavily muscled, stronger than even the huge silverback male mountain gorillas. Kassern studied closer and found it had little sensitivity to pain. It bore ten digits on its hands and feet, all of which were tipped with retractable claws that it used with near surgical dexterity.

  Kassern regarded the fear in the human's face. It was the creature's eyes that held him in utter terror. Kassern could see why. The irises were nearly colorless, leaving only the vertically slit pupils to impress those who met its gaze. Jason thought the creature’s gaze saw clearly to the core of the soul and avoided its eyes at all costs, and in that moment, he was transfixed.

  Kassern watched as the thing paused in what it did to Jason's foot, and brought its face close to the man, staring deeply into his eyes. Jason tried to close them, but the creature used a claw to delicately pry one eyelid up. Then it waggled that claw threateningly, and drew it gently across the other eyelid, without breaking skin. Kassern realized it was warning Jason to watch, or it would take his eyelids.

  Kassern needed to finish and get the hell out. He returned to the memory and watched the human utter the command that should send the thing to the security cell in the corner of its room.