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nodded, accepting the information, if not agreeing with what she’d said. “The seven who gathered on the hillside all harbored this resentment?”
“Aye. We are known as Rebel Angels. That was the last time all seven of us were together.” She paused, clearing her throat. “When Michael scattered us, the emotional barriers within us dissolved. We were free to feel, question and participate in life as we had never done before.”
“That’s why you feel desire when other angels do not.”
She nodded. “We feel desire and jealousy, hatred and rage, all emotions unknown to other angels. Angels can speak only truth. Obviously we are no longer bound by that restriction.” He smiled and warmth pervaded her being. She raised her hand to stroke his cheek, but her fingers were intangible.
His gaze moved over her face then focused on her eyes. “How did you lose your sight?”
* * * * *
Enos scooped Byleth up in his arms and transported to the forest far above. He couldn’t stand the stench of the Netherworld another moment. She stirred, clinging to his neck as the velocity startled her awake.
“What…? Where are we? Does Makatiel know what you’ve done?”
He chuckled, sliding her body against his as he set her on her feet. “ Makatiel has relinquished your training to me.”
Her eyes widened and her lush lips formed a perfect O.
“Does this please you, little fledgling?”
She relaxed her features into a more natural expression, but shock and suspicion remained in her eyes. “You challenged Makatiel ? I thought you said you weren’t part of their—”
“I’m not. Makatiel and I want the same thing and he has entrusted you to me so we can get it.”
“Me? What do you need from me?”
His gaze ignited with demonic intensity. “Everything, sweet Byleth . I’m a different sort of master, but make no mistake, you belong to me.”
“Aye, sir.”
Anticipation surged through Enos, setting his senses on fire. Demons were tied to the Netherworld. It was the source of their power. His choice to live among mortals had forced him to find other ways of replenishing his energy.
He’d experimented with humans. Leeching their sexual energy could sustain him for a time. Fear was a bit more powerful, but still insufficient. Regardless of his eccentricities, Enos was a demon. He needed demonic energy.
“You said if I released you from Makatiel , you would grant me anything within your power.”
She pulled her tunic off over her head and eased her hose along her firm thighs. Kicking the garments aside, she stood before him naked, waiting for instructions. He motioned toward a fallen tree. “Lean forward and brace your hands against the trunk.” She moved into position and spread her legs wide.
Did this sort of mindless obedience really excite Makatiel ? Enos lived for the chase. He enjoyed the destination but reveled in the journey. Moving behind her, he paused to admire the view. She was open, waiting, a conquered receptacle.
He must enter her body to establish the link. Enos shook his head with a smirk. When had he ever passed up the opportunity to rut? Loosening his lacings, he freed his flaccid cock. Now this had never happened before.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nay, I’m just deciding how I want to take you.” He absently stroked his shaft, waiting for desire to stir within him.
Perhaps that was the problem. He’d already enjoyed the eager slide of her warm, wet mouth, and the snug heat of her passage. He’d even claimed her tight back passage, riding her hard while Makatiel urged him on.
She was supple, yet rounded just the way Enos liked his females, so why was his cock still limp within his hand?
Lowering himself to one knee, he parted her folds and inhaled her evocative musk. Ah, there we go. His reluctant body gradually awakened, sending tingles through his abdomen. He licked her slit, circling her core with his tongue.
“Oh sir. That’s so good.” She canted her hips and
“Aye. We are known as Rebel Angels. That was the last time all seven of us were together.” She paused, clearing her throat. “When Michael scattered us, the emotional barriers within us dissolved. We were free to feel, question and participate in life as we had never done before.”
“That’s why you feel desire when other angels do not.”
She nodded. “We feel desire and jealousy, hatred and rage, all emotions unknown to other angels. Angels can speak only truth. Obviously we are no longer bound by that restriction.” He smiled and warmth pervaded her being. She raised her hand to stroke his cheek, but her fingers were intangible.
His gaze moved over her face then focused on her eyes. “How did you lose your sight?”
* * * * *
Enos scooped Byleth up in his arms and transported to the forest far above. He couldn’t stand the stench of the Netherworld another moment. She stirred, clinging to his neck as the velocity startled her awake.
“What…? Where are we? Does Makatiel know what you’ve done?”
He chuckled, sliding her body against his as he set her on her feet. “ Makatiel has relinquished your training to me.”
Her eyes widened and her lush lips formed a perfect O.
“Does this please you, little fledgling?”
She relaxed her features into a more natural expression, but shock and suspicion remained in her eyes. “You challenged Makatiel ? I thought you said you weren’t part of their—”
“I’m not. Makatiel and I want the same thing and he has entrusted you to me so we can get it.”
“Me? What do you need from me?”
His gaze ignited with demonic intensity. “Everything, sweet Byleth . I’m a different sort of master, but make no mistake, you belong to me.”
“Aye, sir.”
Anticipation surged through Enos, setting his senses on fire. Demons were tied to the Netherworld. It was the source of their power. His choice to live among mortals had forced him to find other ways of replenishing his energy.
He’d experimented with humans. Leeching their sexual energy could sustain him for a time. Fear was a bit more powerful, but still insufficient. Regardless of his eccentricities, Enos was a demon. He needed demonic energy.
“You said if I released you from Makatiel , you would grant me anything within your power.”
She pulled her tunic off over her head and eased her hose along her firm thighs. Kicking the garments aside, she stood before him naked, waiting for instructions. He motioned toward a fallen tree. “Lean forward and brace your hands against the trunk.” She moved into position and spread her legs wide.
Did this sort of mindless obedience really excite Makatiel ? Enos lived for the chase. He enjoyed the destination but reveled in the journey. Moving behind her, he paused to admire the view. She was open, waiting, a conquered receptacle.
He must enter her body to establish the link. Enos shook his head with a smirk. When had he ever passed up the opportunity to rut? Loosening his lacings, he freed his flaccid cock. Now this had never happened before.
“Is something wrong?”
“Nay, I’m just deciding how I want to take you.” He absently stroked his shaft, waiting for desire to stir within him.
Perhaps that was the problem. He’d already enjoyed the eager slide of her warm, wet mouth, and the snug heat of her passage. He’d even claimed her tight back passage, riding her hard while Makatiel urged him on.
She was supple, yet rounded just the way Enos liked his females, so why was his cock still limp within his hand?
Lowering himself to one knee, he parted her folds and inhaled her evocative musk. Ah, there we go. His reluctant body gradually awakened, sending tingles through his abdomen. He licked her slit, circling her core with his tongue.
“Oh sir. That’s so good.” She canted her hips and
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