Divinity: Transcendence: Book Two (The Divinity Saga)

by Reid, Susan

  Euphoric and relaxed, my body literally oozed through his hands like warm molasses, as he slowly lowered me. As he began to slowly rise up out of the water, dripping wet and sexy as hell, his delectable mouth left a trail of hot, suckling kisses on my skin.

  His returning quest back to my mouth, started at my lower abdomen, lingering around my belly button, stroking upwards in between my breasts, and then flicking over each nipple. Teasing me, he traced the tip of his tongue along my throat, to my jawline and moving in to nuzzle the most sensitive parts of my neck, right below my ear.

  All I could say was, damn! He knew exactly what to do, how to do it, and how long to do it for. Naturally, he was the epitome of everything that carnal pleasure was.

  He was an Incubus.

  My body still quivered from my earth shattering, orgasmic release, which continued to vibrate in pulsing aftershocks all the way down to my toes. His mouth closed over mine and his tongue darted inside, roaming wildly to seek out mine.

  Disturbing the cusp of my still throbbing ecstasy, Cam turned me around. With my back to him, he held me firmly pressed against the warmth of his body. His hot, petrified organ throbbed eagerly with anticipation against the small of my back. His lust, his scent, and feel of his hands all over me was a powerful mixture.

  Suddenly, the water began to warm. The surface beginning to softly churn, eddy, and bubble around us. Cam transformed the pool into one giant Jacuzzi. The phantom feel of his tongue flicking expertly over, around, and inside of me, was still just as fervent, as when his face was buried between my legs only moments ago. That sensation continued to swirl teasingly throughout my entire pelvic region. I closed my eyes to savor everything, while his warm hands caressed and stroked my entire body.

  Soft taps along the surface of the water began to sound all around us. I opened my eyes to take a glimpse; seeing many pink and white stargazer lily petals falling out of thin air. They landing gracefully, floating and twirling over the surface of the bubbling water.

  The growing heat and humidity, coaxed the sweet, exotic perfume out of them, creating a heady and intoxicating aromatic aphrodisiac. I smiled. I didn’t like him using magic, but I could make an exception this time, given his romantic intent.

  He held me pinned against his body. One muscular arm encircled my waist, and the other hand cupped over one breast, fondling, stroking, and massaging. His teeth sensually grazed my earlobe.

  With skill, he wildly flooded my body with sinful ecstasy beyond comprehension. He had awakened my sensuality and the sexual animal that lay dormant inside of me with a vengeance. I wasn’t fully sure if it was all me, his influence, or maybe both…I didn’t care. I didn’t want it to end. It felt way too good.

  His hand left my breast, sliding down my torso slowly, and disappeared beneath the surface of the water. I trembled with a loud gasp of passion, once his hand cupped me. Applying just the right amount of pressure, he began working his fingers in a slow, circular motion. Instantly, he pulled forth yet another tidal wave of pleasure from me.

  I was mercifully panting heavily, and he took full advantage of my open mouth. Cupping a hand underneath my chin, he tilted my head back, and his tongue slipped aggressively inside. I whined and moaned into his mouth. I could feel the vibration of a groan deep within his chest, as he pressed my hips harder against his groin.

  He was as hard as a steel rod.

  I reached up and around, grasping and handful of his damp hair, returning the fervor of his enthusiastic desire and kiss.

  Once his finger began to slide inside of me slowly, I tensed and quivered. An automatic cry of passion slipped out of my throat and into his mouth. That aroused him more.

  My thighs trembled as his finger slipped in a little deeper, it was a bit uncomfortable at first, but I didn’t want him to stop. In fact, I couldn’t wait to feel him—all of him inside of me.

  Suddenly, he broke from the kiss, turning me around to face him once again. He pulled me up and forced my legs around his waist. I was breathless, drunk with lust, and just a wee bit of fear. I wrapped my arms around his neck, fisting a handful of his damp hair in my hands, as the fleshy tip of his pulsating muscle sought entry.

  His eyes maintained a steady, soft glow, and his gaze both hypnotized and mesmerized me. I saw intense pleasure, love…and possession in them.

  It should have scared or alarmed me, but it didn’t.

  I bit my lip as he slowly began to slide into me.

  I winced, arching my back initially.

  “Cam…” I gasped in both pleasure and pain. He was big, which I had already known, but seeing it was very different than feeling him inside of me.

  Apparently, it was obvious that I had died a virgin.

  In blissful, pleasing relief, he groaned passionately into my ear. His body was on fire, shuddering slightly against mine. He held me tightly, burying his face in my hair.

  “You’re mine,” he whispered close to my ear. His breathing was ragged; powered by his overwhelmingly potent, demonic lust, heat, and desire. His mouth clamped onto my shoulder, his teeth digging in gently, making me cry out in delicious pleasurable agony.

  He grunted and continued to thrust forward and drive himself deeper. I wailed, my nails digging into his broad shoulders, as I bit my lip. He groaned louder this time, his hands stroking my lower back lovingly, traveling to my hips, and then my buttocks, where he held me firmly. With another thrust, he pushed a squeal out of me.

  Suddenly, his grip on me began to tighten in an almost aggressive possessive manner. He continued to delve deeper, pushing a final scream out of me to match his mounting grunts of near orgasmic ecstasy.

  Cam was a powerful fallen, much more powerful than I ever realized before. I began to feel his dark essence sliding over my skin, attempting to burrow inside of me— along with him.

  Dark energy began to spool into me. I could immediately feel its negative invasion, and the instant defensive reaction of my own essence. Would I reject him, physically? The conflicting sensation was a shock initially, and it made me stiffen and hold my breath. I wondered if he felt that tug of repelling power just now too? What if we couldn’t do this?

  I didn’t want to think about that.

  A brief swell of fear gripped my rapidly pounding heart momentarily. I know he immediately sensed it too because he stopped. His firm, bear-like hug on me began to loosen and relax a bit, and he lovingly stroked my hair. I wondered if he were picking up on my sudden hesitation and fear.

  No matter how I felt about him, I wasn’t sure what becoming essentially soul-tied to a fallen would mean for me, but it was too late to stop or turn back now.

  I think we were both waiting for something else to happen. For something around us, or some other force to punish or condemn the both of us for what we were doing right now.

  Cam paused and remained still for a few seconds longer. I was sure he was tuning into the air and the vicinity around us in his silence, or maybe communicating with another fallen telepathically— although right now would have been a crappy time to do it.

  Whatever happened at this point, I didn’t care. I loved him. Who he was and what he was classified as, were two complete opposites.

  He wasn’t a demon, or even a fallen— he was and would always be an angel in my eyes, and now in my heart.

  If we had to pay the price…I was willing to pay it for him —just as he was willing to do for me.

  It wasn’t entirely a scream of pain after his final thrust. Fully sheathed in me, he filled me up completely, and then some. I could feel heat begin to build in my veins. Startled, I hoped it wasn’t my fire. I thought it was solely linked to my anger? If it erupted now, I’d either really hurt or kill Cam on accident. I was sure he could feel the difference in my body temperature.

  A small part of me still felt a sliver of fear. As to fear of what, I really didn’t know.

  “Are you alright?” He whispered, breathlessly as he pulled back to search my face and my eyes. His eyes g
radually dimmed as his thumb stroked my bottom lip softly.

  I nodded, trying my best to suppress the growing heat that was separate from my arousal.

  He hesitated, gauging my response as being truthful, and then leaned down to kiss me tenderly.

  It only took three, long strokes, before another powerful orgasm seized my body. At the same time, he plunged himself deep inside of me, throwing his head back and letting out an intense, satisfactory growl of release.

  The joint pinnacle of both of our orgasms was beyond any source of pleasure that I could ever imagine. His essence, life energy, and even the darkest parts of him, flooded into me all at once.

  Breathless, and still groaning in his own pleasure, his mouth claimed mine again in an eager kiss. He greedily suckled on my bottom lip, his tongue overpowering mine in a game of tag, flick, suck and nuzzle, which made my toes curl.

  We both began to rise out of the water slowly. He remained buried deep inside of me.

  I felt the warm, soft sand that surrounded the pool of water, against my back. His body covered mine, nearly completely. I kept my legs locked firmly around his waist, my feet resting above his firm, perfect buttocks.

  He lifted my hips off the ground, withdrawing himself slowly, but not completely. He lingered for a moment, kissing me tenderly, before plunging himself fully once again, and forcing a passionate scream out of me.

  My virginity had finally been claimed—by a fallen.

  His essence was alive in me, mingling with the very essence that made me a divine warrior. Together, they forged an incredibly powerful energy that seemed to vibrate.

  Love was much more powerful and stronger than the fear of any kind of punishment, shunning, or retribution.

  If this wasn’t meant to be, then it wouldn’t have happened.

  There was no turning back for either one of us.

  XXVIII: Cam`ael:

  Icouldn’t put into words, what this moment with Starling meant to me. All of the waiting, the suffering, condemnation, and being branded a demon, had all been worth it now. She tasted incredibly sweet. The feel of her silky skin fueled my passion.

  My physical orgasmic release was powerful. It literally brought me as close to heaven as I could have ever imagined possible. When she climaxed, I felt the full power of her essence seep into my body and my soul. Her essence was undoubtedly connected to the intensity of her emotions. The shock of it hurt at first, yet at the same time it produced a feeling of pleasure like no other feeling that I have ever had in my entire existence.

  This time, the pleasure and the physical bond between body and flesh, meant something to me. It was begat from love —my love for her, and her love for me.

  Starling was mine, and I would fight to protect what was mine at any cost, including my own existence.

  I had a choice to make. Those at the hall would already presume she was gone. They wouldn’t be expecting her to return, which meant that she could be with me forever. If it were up to me alone, she would indeed never return. I should tell Durien that she was with me and she was fine, but then again, he hadn’t warned me of her essence. I’d let him sweat about it for a daybreak or two, maybe.

  The major wound to my bicep had healed over completely now, much to my own astonishment. I found that odd, but I didn’t waste time pondering it. I was relieved.

  No more invading words or threats came from Morning Star since earlier. However, his silence always meant bad news. I made a point to check on Edanai again. She was with Rahab, so that was good enough for me, for now. I’d prefer her to remain in another dimension all together rather than the human realm, if it would keep her safe.

  In the meantime, I told the others about his threat and I knew that they would all help to keep a close eye on her too. It wasn’t that Edanai couldn’t take care of herself, but against Morning Star, no single fallen would be able to last without serious damage or death. I was an exception and he knew that.

  I didn’t want to take Starling back but I knew she had to go. This wouldn’t be the last time that we would be together.

  When we returned to my home, I made love to her again, in my bed. I wanted her scent to linger here, always.

  I couldn’t get enough of her. Her sexual prowess was blossoming into insatiable. Though I was extremely pleased and satisfied already, I could have kept going and going. But I knew that that she would need to walk or at least be able to sit comfortably at some point. She was still human.

  I watched her sleep soundly. I had exhausted and knocked her out, blissfully. I didn’t think it was possible for me to love her more now than I had before, but I did. I ran a hand gently down the length of her smooth back in admiration. I rested it on the rise of her sexy ass in a caress, and licked my lips. She was a screamer. I loved that.

  She awoke to the tray of tea, strawberries and cream that I brought for her. She was both surprised and gracious that I remembered as she dug in hungrily. I suppose we had both worked up a furious appetite, I grinned.

  I couldn’t wait for her to finish eating.

  I wanted her again.

  It was hard for me to control my intense libido, having to remind myself that though immortal, she was still human.

  She playfully held half a strawberry in between her teeth for me to take. I gladly rose forward and pulled it from her, using my teeth, which purposefully ended in a deep kiss. She giggled as we erotically shared and savored the delectably, sweet flavor of our favorite fruit.

  Naked still, she lay on top of me with her chin resting in her hands. She chewed on the last bit of the strawberry that she managed to keep and wrestle from my mouth and tongue.

  Running my fingers through the length of her silky curls was relaxing for me. My desire to return to heaven had been granted. Simply being with her like this, in love and sharing love, was the equivalent for me. It was all I had ever wanted as a being, from the very beginning of my existence.

  “Your arm looks practically brand new.” She whispered, as she gently ran her fingertips along the healed skin.

  I smiled.

  She paused for a moment with a soft sigh.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked her.

  She shook her head but I wasn’t accepting that answer.

  “It’s evident on your face.” I said tracing the outline of her full, soft lips.

  Her eyes met mine. “It’s nothing. Really.” She whispered.

  I paused and eyed her suspiciously with a smirk. “You regret remembering anything, or being with me?”

  “Neither. But I’m afraid of what could happen now.” She admitted.

  “I’ll be honest. I don’t you to return to the divine hall. I want you here with me.” I told her.

  She smiled but there was conflict in her eyes. It seemed as if she were actually thinking about that possibility. As much as it would hurt me, I knew that she needed to go back.

  I sighed softly, “If you go back now, you’re good. Any longer and they’ll assume that you’ve been infiltrated by darkness. In this case, that darkness would be me.” I said.

  She smiled and then her brows furrowed. “Don’t the divine warriors realize that you and those in your circle of friends are on our side? I mean, especially after this last incident?” She asked me in confusion.

  “Starling, as much as I hate the word…I am a demon. It doesn’t matter what side it appears we’re on, divine warriors are trained demon slayers with divine backing, and that will never change.”

  Her eyes widened. I knew what she was thinking now.

  “I can’t stop or control the actions of the others and that scares me.” She then said.

  “I don’t expect you to and you’d better not do anything to sacrifice yourself for me ever again.” I told her.

  She rolled off me with a sigh of frustration. “That’s not fair. You can but I can’t? That’s not the way it goes.”

  I sat up. “Well in this situation, it will have to be the way it goes. I don’t want to lose you, or risk never b
eing able to see you again. Promise me that you won’t.” I told her.

  She shook her head and looked at me, “Not unless you promise me something in return.”

  I playfully eyed her cleverness, “Okay…what do you want me to promise you?” I asked carefully with a smirk.

  “That no matter what, you won’t attack or hurt any of the other divine warriors if it has something to do with me. That includes ordering or asking any of your friends to do it too.” She then clarified.

  I narrowed my eyes at her curiously, “Expand on that statement a little.” I replied.

  She smirked and sighed with a playful shove against my shoulder. “You know what I’m saying, Cam.”

  I loved hearing her say my name, even the shortened version.

  I shifted and sat up, “No. I can’t make that promise.”

  She pressed her lips, “Then I won’t make the promise either.”

  I knew she wouldn’t. She was stubborn if anything. Even as an immortal, some things hadn’t changed. I couldn’t risk her putting herself in danger for me ever again.

  There was no way that I wouldn’t give her anything she wanted. Anything she asked of me, was hers. I would give her this promise because she had no idea that I was the master at finding a way around…everything.

  I sighed deeply and rolled my eyes teasingly, “Fine, I promise that I won’t attack them over you.” I said tightly.

  She smiled and eyed me this time, “I’ll make the exception if it’s in self-defense though.” She then said.

  I gave her a wry smile. “I appreciate that. And…” I trailed off.

  She bit her lip and smiled. “I promise that I won’t sacrifice myself for you.” She finished my statement.

  Sealing the deal, we kissed intimately.

  I then rose from the bed. “I have some things that I kept for you. Or stole from your apartment, however you want to look at it.” I began as I headed for my bookcase.

  She chuckled and looked at me wryly. “ You mean other than the album?”