Starlight Christmas - Holiday Edition (The Starlight Gods Series Book 3)

by Yumoyori Wilson

  "Daniel. Please, more." I begged, unable to stop from looking back at him, pleading for him to continue.

  He stared at me for a moment, debating on what he wanted to do before he answered.

  "Lay on your back."

  I did what I was told, moving onto my back before his hand landed on my waist, pulling me down to the edge of the table. He positioned my legs in a diamond position, my pussy still on full display. I relaxed on my elbows, appreciating his nakedness – his cock erect and ready.

  "Mako....I have to warn you; my magic leaked onto you, meaning you're much more sensitive than you normally would be. You understand, right?"

  I nodded, already knowing how his gift worked. I knew how influential his magic could be; especially in situations like these. If he was turned on and didn't keep it on lockdown it leaked out and affected everyone around him. It was why I felt unsatisfied.

  Maybe in the past, I would have been mad at his gift, but now, it only turned me on. The simple thought of Daniel being turned on by my naked body left me wanting to feel him fuck me hard.

  "Please Daniel. Don't hold back, I just want you right now." I pleaded, the ache between my legs hard to ignore as I tried to stay still.

  He hesitated for one more moment before a switch flipped on – his heated gaze returned at full force as he began to stroke himself.

  "I want you to play with yourself for a moment Mako. I want you nice and wet for me." He ordered. I didn't delay; my hands slid down to my already wet pussy. I inserted my fingers in and flinched at how sensitive I felt.

  I began to moan as my finger slid in and out; my building arousal clung to my fingers as I began to move faster. I kept my gaze on Daniel whose eyes were wild – flickering in and out as he continued to stroke himself, his large cock grew harder with each stroke.

  I bit my lip, attempting to stop myself from cumming as I continued; my body grew tense as I reached the edge.

  "Daniel." I cried out, unable to hold back any longer; cumming before him. He gave me a satisfied smile; clearly enjoying my little display.

  He allowed his fingers to slide against my wet folds; bringing those same fingers to his mouth. He groaned as he slowly licked his fingers.

  "You taste lovely Mako. Definitely wet enough." He complimented before positioning the tip of his cock at my entrance.

  He slid in slowly; until every inch of him was inside me. I let out a sigh of relief, taking a moment to enjoy such fullness as my pussy clenched around him.

  He began to move agonizingly slow, sliding in and out.

  "Mako, you’re so tight. So good." Daniel’s strained voice made me feel even more aroused, enjoying each stroke as he began to increase his pace. I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting him as deep as possible.

  "I want you deeper," I ordered. I wanted him fast and hard. He grinned, pounding deep within me before he stilled; leaning over to kiss me. I moaned; my hands locked around his neck. His hand slid beneath me before lifting me up. The feel of his hands against my skin was magnified. I could feel the heat and passion that flowed from him and into me. It was unlike anything I ever experienced. Every thrust, every touch, every kiss made me want more, left me unfulfilled – until he was fulfilled.

  I was now suspended in his arms; my hard nipples pressed against him while his cock was deep inside me. Our tongues continued to play with one another while my hands unhooked from his neck to pull off his hair tie, needing to feel those soft locks.

  We pulled back as he began to move – pounding into me fast and hard.

  "Yes. Daniel, faster...harder...ah." My arm returned to wrap around his neck as he continued his fast thrust.

  "You like that?"

  "Yes."

  "I'm gonna make you cum hard."

  "Then make me, dammit." I snarled, the built-up tension so strong it hurt. I needed to cum, and only he could make me.

  "As you wish." He whispered; his nails dug into my flesh as he gave me one final thrust – the action enough to throw me over the edge as I cried out; my head fell back as my back arched. His body pressed into me.

  He cursed; cumming right after. I rested my head against his shoulder, quivering with little aftershocks. He rested me back on the massage table, his erect cock still deep inside me. He began leaving kisses down my neck and shoulders.

  "Daniel, that gift of yours…" I mumbled, enjoying the press of his lips against my feverish skin.

  "Sorry, I got carried away." He whispered, pulling back to give me an apologetic look.

  I quickly held his cheeks, leaning in to give him a deep kiss.

  "Don't you dare, apologize. I enjoyed every moment." I replied, hoping he wouldn't think so negatively of using his gift on me.

  "Okay." He replied with a smile, kissing me lightly on the nose, causing me to giggle.

  "Don't be cute now. And you're still inside me, FYI." I reminded, trying to ignore my arousal that began to creep within me. No getting turned on, again.

  "I'm well aware, Firefly." He whispered; his cock flexed. I gasped at the movement, giving him a stern look.

  "Oh no. You can't be hard. Nope. No round two. How about if someone hears us?"

  "Everyone left, and the salon owner won't be here till eight in the evening, which gives us enough time for another round AND a nap." He proposed; a devilish grin formed on those swollen lips.

  "You planned this." I accused.

  "Of course. Though, your little show was very appetizing." He whispered, tugging lightly on my bottom lip. His fingers trailed down my spine and tingles erupted throughout me. Once more, I felt my sex throb and heat rise within me. I moaned as those fingers found their way to my sensitive nub – rubbing slowly while he was still buried deep within in me.

  "This is where your 'Sinister Angel' title comes from," I mumbled, lost to the ecstasy building inside of me.

  "Maybe." He whispered before kissing me once more; his hips moved.

  Chapter Ten

  ~HOPE~

  "Azriel, where are we going?"

  "It's a surprise."

  "You know I don't like surprises," I mumbled.

  "That's because you’re just as impatient as my Princess."

  "Hmph." I pursed my lips but tightened my hand around my angel.

  Mako and Daniel were both asleep, taking a nap after having another round of mind-blowing sex.

  Instead of going home, Daniel decided he wanted to take Makoto around the town, listening to the carolers singing while they drank hot mocha lattes.

  They had relaxed on a bench in a park, Mako dozed off before I took over and then Daniel began to fall asleep. Azriel soon took control which led to us walking in the quiet area. I was confused as to where exactly we were headed and Azriel being as sneaky as he was, wouldn't tell me.

  "Don't sulk on me, Hope. You know it only makes you cuter." Azriel looked over his shoulder to give me a wicked smirk.

  "I don't get why us sulking makes you men think we're cute," I mumbled.

  He stopped, turning to face me before his arm wrapped around my waist. I looked up at him with curious eyes - his golden orbs locked onto my matching ones.

  "It does make you cute and tempts me to do very wicked things to you." He revealed; his words induced my cheeks to burn in embarrassment. I glanced to the side, avoiding his eyes.

  "Well...if you say it that way," I replied, my voice small. He chuckled lightly, leaning down and kissing my cheek. I turned to face him.

  "Hey, I want a proper ki- mhm." I began to protest but was cut short by his captivating lips.

  I leaned into him, deepening the kiss as I moaned into his mouth. It was a struggle to pull away; the feelings of lust flowed through me as I stared up at him.

  "Are you satisfied?"

  "For now," I replied, smirking. He shook his head, grinning at my answer before slipping out of our embrace. He held out his hand.

  "Shall we continue? Or would you like to delay the fun?" I placed my hand in his.

  "I'd lo
ve to delay for multiple reasons, but you've caught my interest with such a word. What fun do you speak of?" I inquired, giggling at my changed tone. He looked over my shoulder, raising an eyebrow at me.

  "You sound like a seraphim angel." He noted.

  "Seraphim angels do not speak like that. And, they are pretty cool! They have tons of wings."

  "The wing thing is rare though. Plus, we haven't seen seraphim angels in cycles. Their spirits are usually twins."

  "Twins? Spirits can be twins?”

  "Yup. One light, one dark. That's usually the case."

  "Um, so kinda like me and rose? Or you and Stryker in terms of opposites?"

  "Yup. But identical in appearance. When they shift, the only difference is their appearance being pure white or black. Still, extremely rare to have dual spirits."

  "Hmm, are they considered as one?" I pondered.

  "To some yes. Their wavelengths are exactly the same. You'd assume they were one spirit unless the host explains their duality."

  "Hmm." I pondered for a moment to have a twin. If I was a dual spirit, I wonder if Azriel could handle both of us.

  Azriel stopped in place, glancing down to give me a wide smile.

  "I think having one of you is enough."

  "Why? Can't handle my holiness?"

  "Trust me Hopefilinia, I can handle every ounce of you." He reassured me. We took a moment to stare at one another; the silence surrounded us as the night creatures hummed away.

  "Now, for your surprise," Azriel announced, pushing back a thick branch, leaves hanging off of it – revealing a cliff.

  My eyes widened at the scene; my legs moved forward as I let go of Azriel’s hand to see the vast view before me.

  The outskirts were beautiful; little balls of light twinkled from afar on what looked like a large island.

  I looked down at the ocean that swayed quietly under the moonlight; small boats sailed by quietly. I looked up at the star-filled sky; the multiple, miniature twinkles surrounded the large, full moon.

  I smiled feeling a bit nostalgic; wondering when I'd get to fly again. It'd been rotations since I'd last used my wings. I knew no matter where we were in the galaxy the sky was all similar. However, the thought of soaring through the sky in different atmospheres amazed me and made me crave to experience it.

  Arms encircled me; the lavender aroma soothed the ache in my heart.

  "Why don't we take a night stroll in the sky?" Azriel whispered in my ear. I turned in his embrace to face him, wide-eyed.

  "What? We can't. It's cold up there and humans can see us. And..." I began to think of all the things that could go wrong. Of course, I was beyond excited with the mere thought of getting a chance to spread my wings and it made my insides flutter with excitement and adrenaline.

  "Lily's spell is still in effect so the moment we get to higher altitude your body will adapt rather quickly. Kai placed the same spell on Daniel this morning when we came back. Humans won't see us from this area and there are no planes flying in this direction. Any other reasoning as to why we can't?" He explained; his hands slipped away from my waist as he crossed them over his chest. Ah right! Lily’s spell to keep our bodies warm during the winter.

  "Um...I haven't flown in a while." I confessed, biting my lip as I looked down to the ground.

  "Hope. Look at me." I raised my head to his request. His hand brushed against my cheek.

  "Neither have I. We may be a little rusty, but it will be a fun practice session. If not, we can go skinny dipping." He mused, winking at me. I laughed.

  "Your host HATES water with a passion. Don't go getting my hopes up in getting your butt near the water." I giggled, as he shivered. He tried to act tough but he hated water just as much as Daniel.

  "I tried." He chuckled as I continued to giggle.

  He gave me another mesmerizing kiss before taking a step back.

  He lifted his shirt – his bare chest came to view before the markings on his shoulder blades began to glow a solid gold. I sighed in awe as his pure, white wings emerged from his back – spreading out to his sides as he shook them off. I could see the flicker of pain that flashed on his face but he let out a sigh when his wings were stretched out.

  "That looked sexy as...fudge," I announced, taking my time to enjoy the view of his bare chest while reminding myself not to swear.

  He gave me a smug grin as he walked towards me; the moonlight made him both inviting and tempting.

  "Your turn."

  I looked down at my sweater and back to him.

  "You're not expecting me to fly with just my bra." He raised his eyebrow at me.

  "How have you flown before?"

  "Um...destroyed clothing," I replied, hesitantly.

  "Take your sweater off." He ordered.

  "But."

  "Hope. Trust me." I sighed but nodded, lifting my sweater up to reveal the gold and white, lace bra – Mako's markings that slid down her rib cage on full display.

  Seeing as she wasn't intending to take her clothes off after the massage session, she let the cloaking spell she usually applied to hide her markings wear off.

  "Close your eyes for a moment." He encouraged. I closed my eyes, attempting to stand still as I tried to ignore the cold. My body began to warm up from the sudden change in temperature.

  "Thy fabric of purity and essence. Shield my lover from the cold, yet give her freedom to soar the skies you bestow upon us." Azriel chanted; magic leaked off him before feeling the gentle breeze swirl around my top half.

  In seconds, I felt a soft, fur-like fabric hug my chest. I opened my eyes to see a cloak-like, t-shirt dress. It was white; the interior lined with black fur. The top reached my waist before the back side continued on like one of those high-low dresses Earthala shifters were into. The white material had gold designs around it and a gold belt that wrapped beneath my breasts. I could still feel the chilly breeze at my back, attempting to peek over my shoulder.

  I shuddered at Azriel’s touch; his finger trailed lightly from where the belt rested upwards to the bottom of my neck.

  "That should be enough room for your wings. You like?" He questioned, kissing the back of my neck. I moaned, in response – his kisses sent tingles through me.

  "I'm assuming that’s a yes." He mumbled against my flesh, continuing to kiss and suck. I knew for sure he was leaving marks behind where none of the others had. He could have easily healed the others love bites to be in the lead of their male competition, but he wanted to be “fair.”

  "Are you guys in a battle of who can leave the most hickeys on my host's body?"

  "Maybe. Too bad, Marcus' ones are fading but Daniel's in the lead." He announced, proudly; his hands returned to my waist as he motioned me around to face him.

  "Hehehe, not for long." I giggled, already knowing Stryker’s and Azriel’s competitive sides. With Mako having a date with Ryder tomorrow, I’d bet two first class tickets to hell that he wouldn't leave Mako's body alone until she was plastered with hickeys.

  "I'll beat him."

  "Uh huh."

  "You have no confidence in me."

  "I never said that."

  "Do you agree I'll win?"

  "Nope," I replied confidently before bursting out into laughter at the adorable frown that crept onto his angelic face.

  "Babe, you're supposed to support me."

  "And I thought we agreed not to lie to one another." I reminded him of our shared, pet peeve. He groaned, closing his eyes for a moment.

  "How about if we make this an exception," I smirked at him, attempting to hold back the snickers that threatened to escape as my shoulders shook. He sighed.

  "I'll beat him at something, just you wait. Then, you have to praise me, and I’ll get a reward."

  "Oh really. What reward are you requesting?" I raised my eyebrow as I leaned into him; my hand slid down to his groin. He stilled; his golden eyes dilated at the bold move. He licked his bottom lip before he continued.

  "An entire even
ing with you and me. No interruptions. Well…the Princess can join."

  "Hmm...and why can't we do that tonight?"

  I unzipped the gold zipper of his jeans; a low growl escaped him as his eyes stayed locked on mine. His reaction only contributed to my confidence; my hand reached in to pull out his length which was already hard, making my heart escalate with desire.

  His body grew stiff as I began to glide my hand up and down his cock, continuing our staring contest.

  "No sex tonight."

  "Why not?"

  “Your host is worn out, that's why."

  "But I'm not."

  "Hope." He groaned as I continued to stroke him.

  "I guess I'm too tired to give you an enjoyable hand job hmm? Maybe, if you behave, a blowjob." I suggested; my flirtatious voice sang.

  "Starlight's, Hope baby, fuck."

  I allowed my hand to continue pumping up and down his length at a fast pace. He moaned; his eyes closed while his breathing became uneven. He trembled before his body went rigid, climaxing; his cum shot out from his cock and dripped from the tip down my hand. I smiled wickedly as he opened his eyes – his hooded gaze made me feel more daring. The other guys loved to please Mako, but tonight I wanted to do the pleasing – at least for now. Hmm, this may not count as being holy, but there were only a few morals we liked to abide to. This wasn’t one of them.

  I knelt down, summoning multiple white strings to create a match of intertwined strings beneath me; shielding my knees from the snow below.

  My eyes never left his heated gaze as I began to stroke him yet again – his cock was hard and twitched as I continued the slow strokes. Azriel breathed rapidly, attempting to calm down from his orgasm. Too bad, I wasn't going to give him a long break – my tongue trailed lightly around the top of his cock. I tasted the salty remnants of his climax and smiled as he hissed loudly.

  "Babe...uhh."

  If only Azriel knew how his moans turned me on; feeling my own wetness pool between my legs. But I would stick to my silent vow to only please him – my mouth lowered on his length. I began to move up and down, sucking his cock greedily. Every grunt and moan that escaped his throat contributed to my arousal as I worked towards my goal – making Azriel cum in my mouth.