Angie blinked. “You were speaking a different language, weren’t you?”
“It is the language of my parents and their parents, and so on. It is older than any language found here on earth because it is not of earth. Only a few still speak it and know the power it can wield.”
A chill ran through Angie. She took a deep breath and let it out. “If it is a language from another planet, how is it I know you just ordered my flesh to mend itself? How is it that I understood exactly what you said even though I can’t say any of the words?” She looked up at Lucifer. She wasn’t afraid of him, but she was terrified of this new ability.
“You understood what I said?” Lucifer stared at her. He had never met a human who could comprehend anything about the ancient language he knew.
She nodded. She wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes.
Lucifer sat down next to her and pulled her into his arms. “It’s okay. We will figure out what it means,” he whispered against her head.
Angie leaned against him, seeking more of his touch. Her body desperately ached for it. She opened her eyes. “I know about shapeshifters.”
It didn’t surprise him. “I can assume Gracie told you,” said Lucifer.
Angie shook her head. “Nope. I learned about shapeshifters from my roommate at college.”
“Shapeshifters don’t normally tell humans.”
“I know, and I don’t tell people what I know about shapeshifters and the paranormal world that exists alongside the human world.” Angie sighed. “There’s no easy way to say this. I don’t know what you are, but I know you are not human.” She waited for the fallout.
“How do you know this? Did you overhear someone say something?” He kept his arms wrapped around her. He was afraid Angie would try to leave him, especially when she found out what he was.
“I didn’t overhear anything. I can see people’s auras. I can tell if they are human or not. I may not know what the ‘or nots’ are, but I know they are not human.” She put her hands on his chest and pushed.
Reluctantly, Lucifer let her go.
Angie scooted back. His touch was driving her crazy with desire. “Do you remember when I said that I don’t date cops.”
“Very clearly. It’s what has kept us apart, though I am wearing you down.” He winked at her.
Angie’s bottom lip quivered.
Lucifer frowned. “Are you okay?”
She nodded. “The reason I don’t date anyone in law enforcement is because police officers and the ones they love get killed.”
“Not all police officers are killed in the line of duty.” Lucifer reached for Angie’s hands.
“I know,” said Angie. “But a lot do.” Tears roll down her cheeks. “But sometimes the bad guys follow the police officers home.” She rubbed her nose and sniffed.
Lucifer went to the bathroom. When he returned, he handed her some tissues.
Angie gave him a grateful smile as she accepted them. She blew her nose. Balling up the used tissue, she stared at the bedspread as memories flooded back.
Lucifer watched the emotions dancing across Angie’s face. He thought about what she said. His eyes widened. “Your father was a police officer, wasn’t he?”
“Yeah, he was.” Her voice was soft. She slowly looked at Lucifer. “He was a patrol officer in Dallas.”
Lucifer saw the courage and strength in his lifemate’s eyes. He sat down on the bed and pulled her into his lap. “What happened?”
Angie was ridged at first. Slowly her muscles relaxed and she snuggled against him. “I was ten years old when my parents were murdered.” She started trembling.
“I’ve got you. You’re safe.” Lucifer hugged her tighter to him.
“I remember something woke me up. There were strange noises coming from downstairs, and then I heard my mom scream. I was so scared. I wanted to run downstairs to find them, but I didn’t.”
“You were just a child. You couldn’t have helped them.” He kissed the top of her head.
Angie nodded. “I went and hid in the back of the closet like we had practiced.”
“What do you mean?” asked Lucifer.
“Something had dad really scared. We had always practice what to do in case there was a fire, but he started having me practice how and where to hide. He told me if I ever heard screams or shoots or strange noises, I was to hide and stay hidden until he or mom came for me. I thought it was kind of silly because he was a police officer, but I practiced like he said.”
“He knew something was going to happen.”
Angie nodded. “I was too young at the time to know, but there was a serial killer targeting cops and their families. That night it was mom’s scream I heard as killer stabbed her to death. I remember hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, and I hid in the closet. I heard him come into my room, and then he opened the closet and turned on the light.”
“He found you?”
“No.” She shook her head. “I could see him, but he couldn’t see me.” She closed her eyes. “I could live to be a million years old, and I will still remember every detail of his face.”
“Why didn’t he see you?” Frown lines creased Lucifer’s forehead.
“A beautiful woman, who I had seen in my dreams, stepped out of the shadows just before the killer opened the door. She told me she was there to protect me, but I had to hold her hand and not let go. If I let go, then the bad man would see me. After he left, she held me while I cried for my parents, and she stayed with me until the police arrived.” Angie looked up at Lucifer. “She told me I was special and that I had to live.”
Lucifer paled slightly. “What did the woman look like?” he asked.
“I don’t know how tall she was, but she was dressed completely in black. Her long blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and she has a soft, musical voice. She had huge green eyes…eyes just like yours.”
Lucifer buried his face in Angie’s neck. He knew who saved Angie from the killer. For the first time since he was a little boy, he cried, because his mother had managed to save his lifemate from death.
*****
For a long time after he stopped crying, he clung tightly to Angie, and she to him.
“Are you okay,” asked Angie as she touched his cheek.
“I just realized why my mother forced my father to kick me and my brothers out. I was so angry with them.” Lucifer kissed Angie. “The woman who saved you that night was my mother. She said you were special because you are my lifemate. She did everything in her power to make sure you lived. If she hadn’t have done what she did, you would have died that night, and we may never have meet.”
“I didn’t imagine the woman?” asked Angie.
“No, you didn’t.” He kissed her again. “That was my mother. She has the ability to use shadows as doorways.”
Angie blinked. “That night, while holding her hand, I saw my first aura. It was blacker than any black could be, because the man’s soul was that black with all the evil he had done in his life, and the evil that filled him.”
“And who’s was it?” asked Lucifer.
“Ted Whitley, the serial killer. He’s the one who murdered my parents. He is the face I will never forget.”
Lucifer leaned his forehead against Angie’s. “Mother must have passed the ability to you when she shielded you from him.”
“So it’s because of her I can tell if a human is evil or not, or whether the person is human or not.” Angie shook her head. “She saved my life and gave me a strange ability. I will have to thank her. The ability has saved me a few times from some not so good guys with some very dark auras.” She poked Lucifer in the chest with her finger. “So if you are not human, what are you?”
“I’m complicated,” said Lucifer.
“Then uncomplicate it and explain.”
“When my father met my mother, he knew immediately she was his lifemate. But her mother refused to accept him as her daughter’s lifemate. So my father kidnapped
her and took her to his home. I believe there is a Greek legend based on the event.” Lucifer grinned at Angie.
She bit her bottom lip as she thought back on the Greek legends she had read in college. There was one that sounded familiar to what Lucifer described. She frowned. It couldn’t be! Her mouth dropped open as she stared at Lucifer.
“I see you’ve figured out who my parents are.”
“Hades and Persephone. Hades, the ruler of Hell, is your dad. So, you and your brothers are the princes of Hell?”
“We’re more often referred to as the Four Horsemen.” Lucifer shrugged his shoulders.
“The Four Horsemen? As in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?” She slipped him a guarded look. “The end of the world Four Horsemen?”
“Yeah, there’s that reference to us.” Lucifer shook his head. “That all started because of Ares and Thanatos got together with Eris and Famine and decided it would be fun to pretend to be the Four Horsemen of Hell. They started a few wars and caused a whole lot of other problems. They knew we would be blamed because of our reputations for being bad asses. It was a huge mess.”
Angie stared at him. She started giggling.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
“Do I need to worry about eating pomegranate seeds while I’m staying here with you?” she asked between fits of giggles.
“I’m telling you about the Horsemen reputation, and you’re worried about eating pomegranate seeds.” Lucifer laughed and held her tight against him. “You don’t have to worry about those things. You’re already trapped. You’re my lifemate, and I’m never letting you go, because I already love you.” He captured her lips with his, and Angie forgot about everything but the man she was kissing.
Lucifer laid back and rolled his body until Angie was lying on her back. He broke the kiss and propped himself up on his arm next to her. “You are mine,” he said as he stared down at her.
Angie stared up into Lucifer’s green eyes, only to see her own desire reflected back at her. She smiled and shook her head. “I’m not yours yet.”
Lucifer raised an eyebrow.
“You have on too many clothes.” She smiled.
“And you don’t?”
“Half of my clothes are gone, and you’re getting a good bit of a peepshow.” She shook her breasts.
Lucifer rolled off the bed. His eyes darkened. He waved his hand over Angie and said a few ancient words, causing the rest of her clothes to disappear. “You were saying?”
“So not fair,” said Angie as she looked down at her naked body. “What about your clothes?”
Lucifer slowly pulled up his shirt, reveal his stomach and chest tiny bit by tiny bit to Angie, until he had it completely off. The wadded piece of material went flying across the room. He unfastened his jeans with the same slow precision he had used with his shirt.
Angie stared at his broad chest. Her eyes followed the sprinkling of hair down his chiseled stomach until it disappeared under the waistband of the jeans. She licked her lips. “I honestly don’t remember what I was saying,” she said breathlessly. Raw desire snaked its way through her body. She felt the moisture between her legs.
In seconds, his jeans were gone from his body. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs apart. Lucifer kissed one ankle and then the other. “For centuries, I prayed to whoever would listen and bring you to me. When the loneliness and despair were the worse, I longed to hold you in my arms and to feel your arms around me.”
Angie trembled. She watched Lucifer inch his way onto the bed and between her legs. He kissed the back of one knee and then the other just as he had done to her ankles. Liquid heat flowed through her veins. “I’m here now,” she whispered.
Lucifer kissed and nibbled his way up her inner thigh. “And I’m never letting you go. Heaven help anyone who tries to take you away from me or harm you, because there will be Hell to pay.”
His declaration should have frightened her, but instead it sent a shiver down her spine and straight to her pussy. At that moment he leaned down and licked the lips of her pussy, sending her muscles into a sensuous spasm.
Angie gasped for air as he parted her folds and slowly kissed and teased her clit with his tongue.
“So wet for me,” he whispered. “What do you want?”
Angie focused on his touch and then his words. She looked at him with desire filled eyes. “I want you inside me. I want you to teach me to be a lover…to be your lover.”
Lucifer stared at her as he grasped the meaning of her words. “You’ve never been with a man before?”
Angie’s skin flushed as she shook her head. “I’ve always known there was someone waiting for me. I took care of my needs myself. The thought of anyone else touching me didn’t feel right.” She closed her eyes, embarrassed and not knowing what else to say or do.
“Look at me.”
Angie felt his hand caressing the side of her face. Slowly she opened her eyes.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about. You are giving me the most precious gift a woman can give her lifemate.” He captured her lips with his as he stroked her clit with his thumb. Suddenly two fingers pushed into her pussy. Her muscles clamped down and she arched her hips up toward him. He pulled out his fingers and thrust into her again. “Is this what you want?”
“I want you. I want you inside me. I need you.” She knew she was begging, but she didn’t care. She was aching with desire and need, and there was only one person who could relieve it.
Lucifer pulled his fingers out of her. He positioned himself between her legs with his the head of his cock resting against her opening. “Look at me, my beautiful Angie. Look directly into my eyes.”
Angie opened her eyes and stared into Lucifer’s.
Slowly, he guided his huge cock into her. Inch by inch he pushed in and then held still, letting her body adjust to his invasion. Her muscles were gripped and tightened around him. He pulled back just a little and pushed deeper into her.
“Please,” Angie begged. I need you…all of you. Now.” She pushed against him.
Lucifer pulled almost completely out of her, causing her to whimper. “Angie Gunner, you are the other half of my soul. You are my lifemate, my friend, my lover, and one day the mother of my children. I claim you as all of that and more. You are mine to love and protect from now to eternity.”
“And I claim you as mine from now until eternity,” said Angie.
Lucifer thrusted deep into her core, and then pulled almost out and did it again. Each thrust of his cock sent him deeper into Angie.
She felt the tip of his cock touch the opening to her womb. She arched her hips toward him, encouraging him deeper and harder into her. She tilted slightly to her right, and his cock caressed the sensitive spot hidden deep in her. Each caress drover her desires higher until she shattered and shook. Angie screamed his name as her orgasm swept over her.
Lucifer continued to thrust deep into her until he found his release, and shouted her name as he came.
His hot cum coated Angie’s womb, marking her and her soul. She belonged to him, and he to her.
Still deep inside her, Lucifer captured her lips with his. “I love you,” he said when his lips parted from hers.
Angie smiled up at him. “I love you, my lifemate.”
Chapter 10
“I need clothes,” said Angie, two days later, as she stood in front of the dryer. “I can’t keep washing this one set over and over. In fact, I really just want to burn them.”
Lucifer stepped behind Angie and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I can arrange for that to happen,” he whispered in her ear.
“And then what would I wear?” Angie looked up at him over her shoulder.
His eyes twinkled. “Though I prefer you naked, seeing you in my shirts is a good alternative.” He slid his hand under the shirt and cupped her mound. Slowly, he slid a finger back and forth over the lips of her pussy. “Especially when you aren’t wearing anything under them.”
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nbsp; Angie moaned. Her muscles quivered in anticipation. They had spent the last two days making love, and it wasn’t enough. She wanted him here and now, even though they were in the small laundry room.
Another hand slid over her rounded stomach and up to her large, heavy breasts. Lucifer teased first one nipple then the other. “Do you want me?” he whispered in her ear.
She felt his cock pressing against her backside. A tremor of desire rushed through her. “Yes, I want you inside me.” She leaned back, her head resting on his chest. “I need you, my lifemate.” Her voice was husky and low.
Lucifer pushed his fingers between the lips of her pussy. He brushed her sensitive clit driving her wild with desire as he held her tight against his body. He thrust two of his fingers deep inside her. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes! No!” Her muscles clamped down on his fingers as he stroked her core. The pleasure was intense, but she wanted more.
“Which is it?” he asked as he continued stroking her.
“I need your cock buried deep in me. I want to feel you as you take me hard.”
Lucifer growled. He pulled his fingers out of her. “Lean on the dryer.” He used his legs to make her spread hers, opening her body to him. “Is this what you need?” He pressed the broad head of his cock at her entrance.
She tried pushing back to impale herself on him, but he held her still, not letting her move. “Please,” she begged.
“Is this what you want, my beautiful lifemate?” His voice was thick with desire.
“Yes!” she screamed.
With one quick thrust, Lucifer was completely inside her. He pulled out and thrust into her again. Her muscles tightened around his cock, and he knew he would never tire of the feel of his lifemate. He set a hard and fast pace, thrusting hard and deep into her. He felt her shudder as the first tremors of her release claimed her. “That it, my love. Give me your release.”
A wave of pure ecstasy crashed over her as her release took hold of her body. She screamed his name as he continued thrusting deep into her. A second wave of rapture swept over her as he cried out his release and coated her womb with his hot seed.
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