My Demons (The Angel Trilogy #2)

by Kimberly Blalock

  “Rope.” Nat finds a gun.

  “Michael goes first, then Nat, then Abby.”

  Ladies don’t go when you’re entering a room or heading up a rope. You never know what’s on the other side and the person that goes in first needs to be someone that’s prepared to take one for the team. They also shouldn’t go last in case something happens on the way up.

  When we reach the top Abby falls to the ground. I fall to my knees. “What’s wrong?” Shit, she’s beautiful!!

  She smiles, reaching for my neck pulling me on top of her. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?” She laughs.

  “As much as I love you?” Not happening, but I’ll let her think it.

  “Wow, you love me that much?” She wiggles her brows pulling me to her mouth.

  The taste of her lips overwhelms me. “I didn’t know what I was going to do,” I proclaim.

  “About what?” she asks.

  I shake my head because I can’t even begin to tell her what it felt like to think I was never going to get to hold her again. “Marco, he said you were… gone,” I finish.

  She nods her head from under my body. “He told me the same about you.” She wipes a tear away. “I thought…” She shakes her head.

  “Guys, I know you need time and all, but we really need to go.” Nat offers an apologetic grin.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Evan

  “The way you’re holding me… it feels so permanent.”

  What did she expect? I'll love her till the day I die and for now I'm here alive, and she's in my arms. "I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Abby."

  "Evan, I'm a big girl and I'd do it over and over if it meant I could be in your arms again."

  "I didn’t want you to go down the dark road I've been on for so long."

  "The minute I knew you were in trouble... that was the darkest it could've ever gotten for me. Everything else was what it had to be." Her eyes are soft and dark.

  “Were you…” I pause. I want to ask about the things Marco claimed he’d done to her, but I’m afraid of the answer. I’m scared shitless that her answer will be, yes. I take a deep breath and grip her tighter. “Were you scared, angel? Did he hurt you?” My eye are squeezed so tightly praying that he didn’t.

  She pulls back just an inch or two making hard eye contact with me. “Baby, do I look hurt? I’ve lived more in these miserable days, weeks… I’ve lived more than I’ve ever lived. For once I was a big girl. I was the one saving.”

  Her eyes fall and my grip loosens to bring my hand to her face, my fingers gently sweeping across her lips meeting her chin. “What’s wrong?”

  I feel moisture from a falling tear. “I thought you were dead, Evan. I fucking thought you were dead and I… I knew I had to turn time back or kill every mother-fucker responsible.” Her eyes meet mine once again and I’m surprised by her response. “I knew it couldn’t be the end. I needed to touch you, love you, and feel you against my body one more time.” She’s breaking down, reality really coming to her.

  My heart is breaking for her because I thought she was gone too, and I know the pain that she went through. Those fucking bastards thought they were going to win. But, they didn’t realize our love will win every time. End of.

  “I think there was something you were going to do before our lives were ripped apart.” A smile sweeps across her face, but this smile is different. She’s different.

  She’s stronger now…

  I tilt my head to the side. What was I going to do? So much has gone down. Ah yes, I remember. How could I forget? “Soon, very soon.” I kiss the top of her head.

  This woman is everything to me. There has been love in this world, but never has a man loved a woman the way I love this woman. My angel, my mother fucking oblivion. There are no other words for this. It is what it is and that’s bliss on so many levels.

  “Let’s go home, angel.” I press my lips to hers. I’ve done nothing but think about this moment and here it is.

  “Umm Evan, home is sort of…” she pauses her forehead wrinkled and her lips puckered out.

  “What?” I want to laugh and ask, ‘what next?’ but, I know better than to ask that question.

  “Umm, let’s just say there’s a lot of broken stuff. I’m sorry.” She lowers her head brining her shoulders forward.

  “You?” I ask as I bring her chin up so that we make eye contact.

  “Mhmmm.” She nods.

  “So what you’re saying is that you broke your own stuff?” I laugh, rubbing the pad of my thumb along her bottom lip.

  “Huh? No, I broke your stuff.” Her body jerks in response.

  “Angel, that’s our apartment, that means it’s yours too and no need to apologize for that. Besides we won’t be there much longer anyway.” Clearly it isn’t safe anymore, so we move as soon as possible.

  I hear a knock on the window. “You dressed in there?” Nat laughs and Abby follows throwing her head back. “I guess… that’s a yes?” Natalia and Michael jump in the front of the truck. “Thank God because I couldn’t let Michael be embarrassed by the shocking secret E has in his pants.” She laughs uncontrollably.

  “Ha-ha, you’re hilarious, sexy,” Michael says sarcastically.

  I sit back in the seat holding Abby as close as I can get her, and smile because I just realized my whole life has been absent from family… until now. This is my family, these people are who I would lay down my life for. My family. I love them all so much my bonded brother, sister, and my future wife. Life couldn’t get any better even if someone threw a magic genie in my lap.

  Nat turns around in the passenger seat as Michael puts the car into gear. “E… I’m really glad you’re safe. And just so you know, if you ever disappear like that again I’ll kick your ass.” A smile breaks on her lips.

  “Duly noted.” I smile back while smoothing my hand over Abby’s shoulder.

  “Good.” She glances to Abby and there're unspoken words said between them. Apparently I’ve missed a lot. “Get us the outta this country, will you.”

  “I’m on it,” Michael answers

  I catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye, I absolutely cannot believe what I’m seeing. I do a double take and see Michael and Nat holding hands.

  I have missed a lot since I’ve been gone. I just smile because if anyone, well anyone besides Abby and I deserve happiness, it’s these two.

  Damn straight…

  Abby snuggles her warm body into mine even more and I lie my head in her hair closing my eyes. This is where I will always want to be. No matter where we are in the world as long as she’s in my arms this is where I want to be. End of…

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Abby

  I’ve been through a lot and had many things taken away in my life, but today I take my life back. Today I make a promise and this is the one thing in my life that I refuse to have taken away. I will kill, hunt, destroy, and do anything else I have to make sure this is never taken away.

  Today, Evan slips the ring on my finger. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Today is the day I look into his eyes and officially say, ‘yes I will marry you.’ Today is the beginning of something amazing. I’m not sure what it holds, but I don’t care as long as I’m holding his hand and he’s holding mine.

  “What do you think?” he asks.

  I can’t speak because it’s the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen. Ever. “Evan this is…” I take a deep breath as it all hits.

  “You don’t like it?”

  “I absolutely love it, yes!” How could I not?

  “This was my mother’s ring. The first time I saw you, even way back then, I knew you would be the one to wear it.” He smiles lowering his head linking hid hands with mine.

  Many tears fall all at once. I can’t hold back the blubbering mess I’ve just become. “Thank you it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen, Evan.” I hold my hand up to the light watching as the light catches in th
e stones. The ring is encrusted with diamonds surrounding a large sapphire. The color of Evan’s eyes. I smile because that gives me an idea. Evan sweeps me into his embrace and this is exactly where I want to be… forever.

  “I want to be with you forever, Abigale Hayes. I want to make you my wife and grow old with you. I want you to be happy and see just how amazing you are. I want to love you every day for the rest of my life.”

  “What a coincidence, because I want all of those things too.” I reach my hands up and let them drift through Evan’s thick, dark hair. This is exactly what I want. “Make love to me, Evan.”

  “Ah, your wish is my command.” His lips fall onto mine.

  His touch is fierce, just as it always is when I’m in his arms. His body stills and his hands meet my heated cheeks. “I love you Abby, no matter what has ever been said or done. No matter what will be said or done in the future, I want you to know that it’s only ever been you and it will only ever be you.”

  “I know,” I whisper.

  I catch a hint of darkness behind his words. It’s like there’s a hidden meaning, but after everything we’ve just been through to have this moment, I don’t give a shit what the hidden meaning is. I do know, however, that I want his body wrapped around mine because it’s only ever then that I feel whole like one solid human being. No sadness.

  A yawn slips through my lips and I know that I’m exhausted, it’s been weeks of the unknown keeping me from sleeping and the last few days searching for Evan has been a nightmare. But, I’m not letting a little fatigue get in my way.

  “Come on.” He picks me up off of the bed and carries me into the shower. He sets me on my feet in the bathroom and runs a hot bath. As the steam from the water engulfs the room, he adds bubbles.

  His body leans against the wall and his eyes meet mine. A smile breaks onto my lips and a giggle passes through. Evan rips his t-shirt over his head. What I see nearly has me ready to take all of him. Now.

  His arms are tight and bulging, I see the veins running across, his chest is swollen, and his nipples look hard and ready for me to run my tongue along the edges of his perfection. His jeans hug his waist and as I watch him turn in my direction. He slides his hand down his hard washboard abs quickly releasing the button exposing just a tease of what’s yet to come.

  His body finds mine again. “Abby…” he pauses, looking into my eyes rubbing his hands through my hair. “I love you so much. I thought, I… I thought, I would be alone my entire life and you changed that for me. You make me want to be a better man and I love you for that. I love you for loving me so passionately and I love you for putting up with my bullshit when you should’ve ran.”

  “I think you just wrote your wedding vows,” I whisper as a tear falls from my cheek. “You saved me too, Evan, we saved each other.”

  “So we did. So we did.” His thumb brushes against the moist trail the tear has left behind.

  I lift my arms inviting him to remove my t-shirt and he does. His hands sweep across my skin and I shudder from the contact. His hands continue slowly down my arms that I still have raised finding my chest. One quick movement and he’s removed my bra. My nipples are hard and ready for his touch. A touch I thought I would never feel again. A touch I crave, a touch I refuse to live without.

  When his fingers pass over my nipples, I’m completely done for. I want more, I want everything. A small hiss escapes through my lips letting it be known that this is exactly what I want. He takes a step back and my heart skips a beat. I want him close.

  Evan runs his fingers to my belly stopping at my navel and pressing his hand there for a few seconds. His eyes close and I imagine what he’s thinking. I remember too. Our baby. Our little angel.

  His attitude changes and his touch becomes demanding. He’s taking ownership of my body. He’s taking what belongs to him, what has always belonged to him

  Me… Forever…

  His lips find mine and chills run through my nerve endings. I feel his hot tongue and this sweet moment just turned into more. It’s turned carnal.

  My pants are ripped from my body and I step out of them. My panties are quickly removed and his hand finds my ass cheek smacking it firmly. The sting fuels the fire already burning within me. We aren’t going to make it to the bath tub. This is happening right here, right now.

  My eyes are closed and there are hands everywhere. Mine on him and his on me. Our hands meet pressing against the others.

  My body is jerked onto the cold marble sink and his hard hot dick is pointing toward me searching for its pleasure. A pleasure it will soon find.

  Evan’s mouth leaves mine to find my nipple, his teeth are grazing the edges and another shudder takes over my body.

  “Ah…” I’m going to lose control.

  “You like that?”

  “Mhmmm.” I exhale.

  “Good.”

  His hands are resting on my knees and they quickly and very forcefully separate them and then he drops to his knees.

  He slides his fingers into his mouth wetting them. They meet my clit and I jump jerking backward against the mirror and my hands search for his hair.

  His hot tongue lands there and begins teasing me in a circular motion. His fingers dip in and out of me and I can feel the hot liquid flow.

  I’m ready…

  “Mmmm,” he growls. I know that if his tongue stays on this area I’m going to explode around his fingers, and while that is tempting, I really want him to be inside of me when I come.

  I see that he’s touching himself. He’s stroking his huge cock up and down. That’s the first time I’ve seen him do that and I like it. He’s turned on. I hear him moan from all of the pleasure he’s experiencing right now.

  I reach down forcing his head up. “I need you inside of me, Evan. When I come, I want you to be inside of me.”

  His body is standing before I can blink. “Your wish equals my command.”

  My body is in his arms and against the cold wall. My legs are wrapped around him waiting for him to push inside me and then he meets my opening. I’m so wet, I’m sure there won’t be a problem sliding inside, but as soon as the head meets the opening I know he’s too hard and this will be enjoyable pain.

  My mouth is open and the moans that escape are loud. I want them to be loud. I want to scream, ‘fuck me,’ and that’s when he shoves himself inside gripping my ass with his hands.

  There’s nothing gentle about this homecoming, not this round anyway. My body slams into the wall as his thrusts become harder and harder.

  Our mouths are taking each other’s now they have something to prove tonight. Sweat is running down the side of my face and I know that my body is about to say everything I’ve wanted to, thinking that I would never see him again.

  My mind is taking everything in at slow motion pace as he ravages my body. The screams from my throat are the only words and can escape.

  These screams are from my soul wanting more. I’ve never felt this kind of passion before, not even the other times that we’ve made love. This is overwhelming, and even though I want more I don’t know if I can take it when his body rips through me.

  The orgasm is building into something that I can’t control. This feeling is at a whole new level and I’m kind of scared where it’s leading. I’ve never felt this intensity before.

  “Don’t stop!” I forcefully grip his hair.

  I’m brought back to the dreams I’ve had for the last few months. I know it was Evan in those dreams. I didn’t know then, but I know absolutely now.

  “I fucking love you, Abby.” His head dips into my neck and the cool sweat rubs against my hot skin, bringing me to a sizzle. Our bodies are sliding against the moisture and it’s in perfect flow. Perfect…

  The few seconds that have gone by are all I need to be pushed to the limits of my oblivion. Evan’s hands push against my bottom landing me harder onto his hardness and that’s it.

  “Oh my God, Oh my God, Oh my God,” I scream ripping at him e
verywhere, hoping he doesn’t stop what he’s doing.

  The orgasm doesn’t stop and my nerve endings are sparking over and over. It’s the best and most intense orgasm I’ve ever had… ever. I feel a gush of fluid flow from me and I’m confused.

  “Oh shit!” Evan’s body stills, running his hands through my hair taking it into his fist. “Holy Fu—” he gasps. He’s holding my body so tightly in his arms that I think for a brief moment I never want this to end.

  “Angel.” He still hasn’t released my body and I know from his body’s jerking movements that he’s still swimming in his own pleasure.

  Our breathing is harsh and in tune, breath for breath. His face meets mine and our eyes make contact. I think I just peed myself and suddenly I feel a little embarrassed.

  “Have you ever done that before?” His lips meet mine.

  Inner sexy girl searches for the answers, but I don’t know what he’s talking about. The confusion must be on my face because he quickly laughs. “What?” Is he laughing at me? Oh my God, he knows I just peed myself. Shit! Could this get any more embarrassing?

  His face runs alongside my face brushing me with the beard he’s grown. Meeting my ear with his hot breath he speaks, “Baby, you gushed come everywhere and it was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

  “Gushed?” I ask because I haven’t a clue what he’s talking about.

  He meets my eyes again with the biggest, most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. “Yea, gushed come…” he pauses tucking my loose hair behind my ear. “We’ll just leave it at that.”

  “No definition?” I’m still confused. “Ah,” I suddenly understand what he’s saying and I’m even more embarrassed, but at least I didn’t pee myself.

  He’s laughing at my sudden understanding of what he’s said and now I’m really embarrassed. “Bath?”

  “Yes please.” Evan carries me to the tub and steps inside. It’s easy for his six foot plus frame. He sits down landing me on top of him. This is exactly where I’m meant to be.

  “Abby?”