Eternal Devastation (The Celestial Rose Book 3)
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I smiled, agreed, and walked away with Lucian to change, sleep, shower, and survive another day.
Chapter 27: Taylor
The day of our celestial celebration started with the sun beaming through the lilac clouds as the crystallised amazonite trees glistened with the rays of life above us. It was a remarkable design, a colourful creation of love, hope, and dreams. The swishing of the summer sun blended from one colour to another, burnt umber to hansa yellow with splashes of quin magenta, blessing the outer layer of the pigment wheel above me. The entire place was a glorious tranquillity, the marine sky beckoned the dawn of a new day, a beginning of sorts, and a beautiful chance to better the destiny before us.
Awaking next to Lucian was bliss. He didn’t need the sleep, but jeez, he looked hot as he breathed heavily, eyes flickering under his eyelids, dreaming of time past. His evocative, naked body lay wrapped in white, silk sheets. The bed called to be christened, but we’d both collapsed from exhaustion the night before. The day's events had taken their toll, pushing us both into a delicate slumber. But when I awoke and saw the magnitude of the events before me, felt the movement of my two children wriggling about in my womb, I knew, I knew it would be magnificent day. And what better way to start than to hitch a ride on top of Lucian's muscular body? As I wrapped my body over his, his eyes fluttered open, writhing in the pleasure of being awoken to his bride-to-be grinding herself on him. Rampant, he pulled me into position, penetrated and drove harder and faster until the explosion of our love ignited the room around us. My fiery finish was one he was used to by then, jumping up, speeding around and flapping out the flames. Heaven didn’t exactly have fire alarms. Luckily, really, else the whole damn guard would be in here to see my naked ass.
“Now that’s a wake-up call.” Lucian exclaimed.
“Care to go again?”
“Seriously?”
“Oh honey, I’m always serious for you,” I said, laughing and lying down beside him.
“But what about the babies?” he asked, observing the chaotic nature my stomach portrayed.
“They’re absolutely fine in there. I’m over six months now. Apparently, I’m in my final trimester.”
“Final? I don’t like the sounds of that. They’re not coming yet, are they?”
I laughed. “No, are you scared Lucian?” I asked, poking him in the ribs.
His head lowered. “Err, no, I’m just... well, I don’t know how to be a father, do I?”
I laughed harder “Aww, you’ll be a fantastic father, you know that. All they need is love.” I said, smiling.
“That’s good, I can do that.” He smiled.
“And milk, nappies, sleep, and lots of cuddles.”
He grimaced.
“It’ll be fine.” I said, grinning.
“Well, I’ll take your word for that!” he said, gulping.
“Now, are you ready to play again or what?” I asked, impatient.
“Oh, I’m always ready to play with you.” He grinned, pouncing on top of me.
“Don’t squash the babies.” I laughed, and he jumped straight back off of me.
I howled with laughter; he was so easy to wind up. It was cute to see him all tense with concern.
“Right,” he said, clambering back on the bed. “Get your ass over here.” He pulled me down the bed by my legs, flipped me over to all fours, and grabbed my hair from behind. “This’ll teach you.”
Penetration was imminent; the force of his thrusting jolted my body. I exhaled quickly, wanting more. My body throbbed for him as he gripped my hips tighter, pushing himself in deeper, harder. Pulling my hair, he playfully growled, “Is this what you wanted?” Fulfilling my every desire, he thrust deeper. My body shook, warmth radiated throughout, I was ready. The heat was rising, and with one more push I was his. Screaming out in delight, the sweat cooled my body, vibrations flowed through me as I screamed out once again. He wasn’t finished, wasn’t done with me yet, and with every thrust, my body spasmed with the delicious hot, sweaty rampant sex we were both entwined in.
Releasing himself, he turned me over. “I’m not finished yet,” he growled, eyes tense, body rigid.
“I can’t, Lucian, it’s too much,” I giggled.
“Oh, but you wanted more,” he said, eyes burning as he stared down at my face.
“Yes.”
“Can you handle more?” he asked.
“I, I don’t know.” I grinned. My body ached for his touch again.
“Come here.” He demanded, sitting on top of me, placing butterfly kisses over my belly button. Biting my lip, I was ready for more.
HIS HANDS GRIPPED MY breasts, caressing them as his fangs withdrew and he nicked the side of the left one.
“Oww!” I cried.
“That’ll teach you for playing mean.” He smirked.
My hand raised up and I slapped his torso. “No fair.”
“Aww,” he said, grinning, bending down over me and whispering in my ear. “Now, come here.” As he suckled my neck, I stretched out into him. He smelt good. His body slid against mine, both of us raw, naked, and sweaty. “I love you, Taylor Lane,” he whispered as he gently thrust his penis into me, kissing my neck, threatening a bite of pleasure; the enticement of the pain and sexual nature of him drinking my blood.
“Do it,” I groaned as his fangs hung over my carotid artery.
“Never,” he said, nipping the skin ever so slightly. “You’re worth more than blood to me.” He groaned, licking up the sweat from my skin.
Grinding together, he kissed me hard, using his hand to play with my breasts as he sat upright, forcing my thighs up. Leaning his weight against me, he pulsed faster and harder, up and down. My body shook, toes curled, back tensed, as I grabbed his buttocks, scratching his flesh, pulling him in deeper, harder and faster.
Above me, his back arched as he groaned in delight. Gripping my thighs as he came, he trembled against me. His pulsating body shook mine, caressing my clitoris as he trembled, pushing in deeper, coming faster. My body radiated warmth, exploding out through a thousand senses, igniting the bedsheets around me. I writhed in ecstasy as the flames seethed at my skin. I didn’t mind, didn’t care, all I wanted was more. The orgasm continued, threatening to take my breath away and stop my heart in the process of pure pleasure. It whirled throughout me, touching every part of my body, pulsating through every nerve, every cell. My heart palpitated, skipping a beat, streaming with intensity as Lucian jumped up pounding the bedsheets, putting out the fire. I continued to writhe as he danced around me. The orgasm eased, my breath returned to an easy pant. I groaned. My body still tingled with the sensation of his every touch. Giggling, I smiled. My vision distorted before it strengthened back to normal. Balances array, I sat up, hair a mess and body sweating with the smell of his touch; our pheromones colliding together.
“I love you,” I said, taking his hand as he sat back down beside me.
“I love you, too, baby,” he replied, kissing my lips with the softness of his touch. “Damn, I’ve missed you,” he said, brow creased. “Let's never be apart again, never let anyone come between us.”
“Even when we are on different worlds, no-one can come between us,” I said, smiling.
“You are always the light in my darkness, Taylor Lane.”
“And you’re always my saviour, Lucian Darkwater,” I said, kissing his lips and lying on his shoulder.
“MATE!” a voice outside beckoned. Joey Luchazey, the one and only, was outside our bedroom door, listening in, again. Of course, why not?
“Joey, what do you want, mate?” Lucian yelled.
Joey opened the door, sped through, and sat on the bed beside us. Pulling up the tattered burnt sheet, I barely managed to cover myself over in time. “It stinks like a whorehouse in here, man.” Nice, that’s nice.
Lucian laughed. “Come in, why don’t you?”
“Hey, mates don’t need an invitation.”
“They do when I’m here.” I said, frowning.
I frowned further. “Don’t touch me, Joey.”
Joey held us his hands. “Oh, I could do more than touch you, you sweaty little minx.” He laughed.
Lucian frowned. “Mate don’t go hitting on my girl.”
“Oh, what me? I thought we shared everything, me ol’ Luci.”
“Err, I’m not a prize to be won.”
“Give me a ribbon and I’ll make you into a sexy little prize, girl.”
“Okay, that’s enough,” Lucian said. “What do you want, Joey?”
“I’m needing a favour from my two little besties, like.”
“What?” I asked. Anything to get rid of him.
“I’m needing to release my pent-up aggression. It’s hard not feeding on all these delicious celestials up here.”
“You what?” I asked.
“He wants sex.” Lucian clarified.
“Oh...” I blushed. “Err, no.” I said, brow creased.
“Not with you, you sexy little thing. I need me a girl, or a guy. I’m willing to swing both ways to stop myself from ripping everyone apart here.”
“Jeez, that darkness has really got its grip on you.” I said.
He nodded. “I need blood and sex and my hand ain’t cutting it.”
“This is one of the weirdest conversations I’ve had in a long while.” I replied. Lucian nodded, smirking.
“Mate, you must be desperate if you’ve come to me. How’d you expect me to get you a girl?” Lucian asked.
“Well, the local red-light district is closed for business, and I’ve looked, but no-one is putting out around here.” He said. “I need you to get me back down to Earth, mate.”
“What, so you can torment the human population?” I asked.
“What’s left of it,” Lucian said, then grimaced as he caught the look of despair in my eyes. “Okay, after the celebration we’ll head back down, check out the damage.”
I nodded. “I need to see what’s left of the world we once called home.” I smiled faintly. “Then we have to use the rose and save a ton of people out there. The sooner we do it the better.”
“Well, get up then, this libido ain’t waiting for no shitty party.”
“Hey, you might find a girl at this shitty party.” I replied.
His lips tightened as he nodded. “Fine. After the party then.”
“I’ll set it up with Adam.” I said, smiling.
Lucian smiled. Joey nodded tapping his fingers on his knee.
“Mate, you can go now.” Lucian said to Joey, laughing.
“Right, yeah, fine. I’ll go find me a bottle of whiskey or something while I wait.” He said as he left the room, leaving the door wide open behind him.
“Can you?” I asked looking at Lucian. Lucian jumped up, sped over, and closed the door. He returned to kiss me as he pulled me up and directed me over to the shower to wash.
“We smell,” he said. I laughed. He was right, we did smell, and it wasn’t a pleasant scent.
After showering, we headed down to the atrium. Lucian went off to speak to Elisha about the day's festivities. Since she’d healed, she had been instrumental in planning the whole celebration. I believed there was even a nappy cake for the baby shower section of the festivities. I wasn’t the particularly party type anymore but was willing and eager to go and get it all over and done with. But first, Adam. I’d promised Joey I’d help with his libido problem, but that wasn’t the only reason I wanted to head back down to Earth. I needed to see what was left. I wondered if I could bring back Eli’s spirit that was surely roaming the plains of devastation. The thought of him out there all alone and afraid scared me. He needed peace and needed it fast, and the only way Adam would open up Elysium’s gates again was to verify that the threat Lilith had placed was over and done with. I hoped that she’d had enough of her tantrum and headed home to wreak havoc in Enoch again.
Plus, I planned on bringing the light magic forward. I needed to ensure at least some of humanity was saved before I let Joey loose as a starving, sexually deprived Dark One. The last thing the survivors needed was to see that menace heading their way. I mean he was cute, alright, and could probably charm any woman into bed with him. His accent was damned delicious, but he wasn’t half as perfect as my Lucian could be. Jeez, what was with my own libido lately? Since the third trimester had hit, I’d been craving sex every second of the day.
Walking over, I was greeted by my mother’s arms as she threw them around me, walking alongside me as we headed over to Adam. “I heard you had quite a morning.” She grinned. Apparently, the whole atrium was talking about my screams, considering the celestials were turning around grinning and giggling.
“Mother!” I blushed. “Really?”
She nodded.
“I didn’t mean to be loud.” I grimaced.
“Oh, it wasn’t that, it was Joey’s broadcast when he entered the atrium earlier.”
“What! What did he say?”
“Oh, just that you’d set the room on fire when you and Lucian were having sex.”
“Making love, mother, we call it making love.”
“Oh, now that’s adorable. I like that.” She said, ruffling my hair.
I noticed my dad and Caleb over at the other side. Caleb’s new girl was smiling quaintly; the Ripper's child. The thought of it made me shudder.
“Did my dad find out?”
“Who? Taylor's dad? Yeah, everyone heard, my love.”
I blushed again. “Great.”
Caleb waved, grinning as I walked by with my head lowered. “Where’s Adam?” I asked, “he was there a minute ago.”
“He’s headed over to the pool. He’s been watching Lilith. I think...”
“What?”
“He misses her...”
“He’s bound to. They’re not just brother and sister, they’re twins.”
“I know. I just don’t like to see him hurt. I miss her, too. But what we saw that day... that wasn’t my Lilith anymore.”
“She’s got to be in there somewhere.”
She nodded. “I hope so.”
“We can still try to save her.”
“That’s the plan, Eve, but what if we can’t? What if we have to make a choice?”
“What do you mean?”
“If she corrupts the rose, we will all be lost. We can’t let her darkness anywhere near it.”
“She won’t get that close.”
“But what if she does?”
“She won’t.” I replied, unwilling to justify the question with a real response.
Mother nodded. “Come on, he’s over here.” She said, pointing towards the pool. I kissed her cheek and headed over without her, leaving her to walk alone as she thought through the possibility of losing one of her children.
“Adam,” I said, he turned to greet me.
“Well, little sister, you’ve been quite the rampant one.” He grinned, ruffling my hair.
“Really, not you as well.” I smirked.
“Neh, I’m only teasing. I’m glad you’re happy.” He smiled.
“Me, too.”
“Now, what was it you wanted?”
“I need to visit Earth. We need to see what damage has been caused and verify that Lilith has left once and for all.”
“It’s too dangerous, Eve.”
“I’m fine, Adam. The Darkwaters will be with me and Lucian will protect me.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t allow it.”
“Adam, it isn’t up to you. I know you’re trying to protect me, and I love that about you, but I’m a grown woman now. I need to make my own decisions, choose my own fate.”
“It’s not your fate that concerns me.” He looked down at my baby bump, “You’re vulnerable right now.”
“Yes,” I said, he was right. “But I still need to go. I need to save Eli’s soul and bring him home to Elysium where he belongs. He can’t roam the
world alone. He must be so scared.”
“True. But I don’t know.”
He was wavering in his decision. “What if Gabriel came, too? Michael, even?”
“No, they wouldn’t be able to face Lilith alone.”
“Who then, you?”
“I can’t. I have to lead the army and protect Elysium.” He said, momentarily lost in thought. “Mother... ask Mother to go with you. She kept you safe for months and she is extremely powerful and knows full well how to use the light of the rose.”
“Okay, I’ll ask her. Thanks Adam.” I said, turning to walk away. “Oh.” Stopping in my tracks, I turned to face him again. “I need to bring the moving of the humans forward.”
“What? Why?”
“I want to make sure they’re safe. While we sit here, they are being attacked by Lilith’s failed experiments. They can’t last forever out there on their own.”
“Okay, I understand, but when were you thinking?” he asked.
“Err... now?”
“Now?” he asked, jaw dropping.
I nodded.
“Fine, arrange for Mother to be here, too, please. We may need her help in moving them.”
I smiled, turned, and walked away, returning to the atrium, to my mother.
Chapter 28: Taylor
Moving the humans should have been easy. Our power combined would make a holy blast of light that transported the mortals to their new home in Aesteriah. But for some reason, the three of us, me, Adam, and Mother, couldn’t do it. I didn’t understand. Apparently, I could wield the light alone and, also apparently, I created humanity with only a mere thought and the blessing of the celestial light of the rose. Why wasn’t it working?
“What’s happening?” I asked, considering the strain on the faces of my mother and brother.
“Nothing.” Adam said, “absolutely nothing.”
“Why?” I asked.
Mother looked over to Adam. “It’s you, Adam, your heart is not in it.”
“I can’t help it,” he said. “I know that if we lose the light, we lose our defence, and then we’re all in trouble.”