“Too long.” I breathed quietly to no one but myself as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Alone in my chambers, I stood before the massive rock wall in utter defeat, staring numbly at the many marks I had scratched into it’s surface to account for the passing days. “Seven hundred and thirty days.” I whispered tearfully into the ether. Tomorrow ushers in the second year of my confinement. Two years of my life wasted, a prisoner in this hell, away from the earths beauty, away from any signs of life, away from Uriel, my true love and soul mate. Agony pierced through my heart as I thought of him, my archangel. My memories of him and our time together were the only good things I had to hold on to, the only light of love I had to guide me in this darkness. Still yet, they came at a price, holding them so close to my heart. But I refused to let them go, refused to trade them in for a hardened heart that could no longer feel anything but bitterness.
My insides took the relentless beatings of sorrow and suffering, while I rotted away in this living breathing nightmare. I was surrounded by death, hate and despair on every side, and I was growing tired. So weary of fighting what seemed like a losing battle, so weary of my pain and misery in missing Uriel. I was slowly dying inside, and somewhere deep within me I felt the stirrings of a dark change that I was powerless to stop. I felt like I was suffocating beneath a great evil that I could never win against.
My anger erupted. I had had enough. I glared at the wall, a reminder of my lost time, and hurled myself at it, screaming at the top of my lungs. I pounded my fists into it’s impenetrable surface, weeping and crying out in my anger and pain. I pounded until my hands bled, screamed until my throat hurt, and then surrendered to defeat as I slid down the wall and onto the floor in an uncontrollable fit of tears.
After what seemed like hours, I pulled myself to a sitting position and tried to pull myself together. The pain I had endured these past two years had left a wound in my soul that I feared may never heal. Each day I had to fight harder against a cold bitterness that tried to destroy the fabric of who I was at heart. I was not sure if these dark emotions were a result of the blood of Lucious that dwelt in me, or if it was simply me trying to fight what was inevitable. I only knew for sure that something very evil stalked my heart and dreams, reaching to claim me in it’s sharp talons, longed to possess my spirit and envelope me in an eternal black embrace. I had held on this long, had not yet given up, but I was growing weaker and losing confidence. As of late I had begun to question just how much longer I could go on this way before I became something entirely ‘other’.
My dire circumstances were quickly progressing and seemed to be spiraling headlong into the darkness. The past six months had been especially trying. Lucious was growing more impatient with the passing days as he waited for me to come to him, to come to his bed, and at last to sit on the throne beside him. Twice he had tried to seduce me again and both times I had barely escaped, losing a small piece of myself at his hands. Already a lethal and unpredictable creature, he was becoming more so in his impatience, his moods dangerous and explosive. It mattered little to me. In fact I found myself perversely enjoying his unease, his temper my only source of amusement. He deserved it. There was no sympathy for him in me. But I was treading on thin ice and I knew it. Apparently I had a death wish, daring to tempt fate and stand to closely to the flames. Was I trying to get myself killed? I was beginning to wonder and questioned my sanity.
As I sat and thought, I realized my time was short. I needed to get away from here. I needed to run, escape. I had to try. I could no longer sit and do nothing. Lucious had said he could track me, but I didn’t know for sure how that worked, or if he was even telling the truth. He was ruler of hell after all. Besides, what if there was the tiniest chance that luck would be on my side and I made my way out? Yea right. I probably would not get far. But I had to do it. In the end I would know that I had at least tried everything I could to avoid the darkness. I guess I could consider this my final attempt to fight for my freedom, to stand for my right to live, before I was utterly consumed by Hades and claimed by it’s dark lord for eternity.
Here I stood at the precipice of change. The view was scary, but exhilarating. If this did not work, if I could not make it out, I would provoke Lucious, tempt him to strike out at me. Or maybe I would jump into the flames of the pits below. Either way, I would not accept that it was my fate to be Hades queen. I would not be forced against my will. And I would certainly not be forced to suffer without Uriel for eternity. That I could not handle. If I did not escape to freedom, I would seek out another way find a release from this torment. And too I hoped that my death would be swift and painless.
My thoughts were erratic, my reasoning unsound as I listened to my own thoughts, but my yearning for freedom outweighed how crazy I sounded. I rose up slowly, and found myself moving towards the chamber door. It lead out into a myriad of tunnels and passageways. I had no idea where I was going, but it was not going to stop me from trying. My heart raced as I reached for the handle on the door, my instincts to flee raging wild. I opened the door, which was never locked in the hopes I would one day come to Lucious. Closing the door behind me I began to run as fast as I could.
I had not made it very far before a large hand clasped down on my shoulder, halting me in my tracks.
My heart froze then restarted in a furious pounding that felt like it would burst forth from my chest. I thought about fighting, but I knew I could not win against one of the massive hooded creatures.I had to accept my defeat. This time. I glared over my shoulder and sure enough a huge, brooding figure hidden within a hooded cloak gripped my shoulder firmly. It never spoke, but pushed me back to my room, back to my miserable confinement. My door would surely remain locked from now on.
“Please let me go. I beg you. It is my only chance!” I pleaded with it to no avail, of course. It opened my door and shoved me back inside. I walked across the room, saddened that I never even had a chance. I rested my head against the coolness of the rock wall as the tears stung my eyes once again.Man, defeat was a bitter pill to swallow, I thought to myself, my heart despairing of it’s existence.
I heard the door close, the lock clicking into place. “Heartless bastard.” I said aloud through my tears. Guess my fate truly would be at the hands of the lord of Hades.
I fisted my hand over my heart and tried to rub away the physical manifestation of hurt and pain. As I did, I sensed a large looming presence behind me. I froze so still, fear gripping me deeply. It was not Lucious, that I could tell. The figure had locked himself in the room with me. Why? I began to laugh bitterly. I could be sure it was for no good reason. I would probably be raped and left to bleed. Maybe it would be merciful and finish me off, sending my spirit up and away from here.
I tried to turn and face the creature, but it grabbed my hips, refusing to let me move. A jolt of electricity surged through my body on contact. What the…..One hand moved up to sweep my long hair over one shoulder before a set of warm lips came down to brush across my nape. Goosebumps ravaged my flesh and desire uncurled from deep inside my stomach. I found myself torn between shock, lust and anger. Why was this creature touching me? Didn’t it fear it’s master? And why did my body seem to welcome it’s touch? The creature was making me burn, it’s caress a living flame.
I shook my head trying to clear it. Gathering my wits I zoned in on the anger and straightened my spine. “You do know your master will have your hide for touching me, do you not?” That got me a vicious growl in response before it spoke. “Did you go to his bed sweetly, then?” A deep voice, it’s hands tightening on my hips before it’s mouth closed over the rapidly beating pulse in my neck. The breath left my lungs as hot lips pressed against my neck, it’s tongue flicking out to lick the spot in little circles.
“That is none of your business. Why are you doing this?” I said more huskily than I intended. It buried it’s face in my hair and drew a deep breathe. “”You never did go to his bed.” It said in a tone that sounded like relief. Two large hands moved from my hips to slowly glide up my stomach before possessively closing over my breasts. “Did you mon couer?” Warm lips, whispering, brushing against my ear. I gasped aloud, not just from the boldness of the touch, but from the familiarity of the deep voice. ‘Mon couer’ it had called me. Only one person had ever called me that. My excitement crashed into me, the thrill of the possibility making me light headed.
“Uriel?” I asked in a shaky whisper. I braced myself and dared to hope for a moment. “Uriel, is it you?” I was instantly spun around, my lips taken in a fiery kiss. As he kissed me, I reached up to push back the hood so I could see a face. Stunning, ethereal blue eyes opened to meet my gaze. Shock, delight and relief slammed into me, overwhelming me, my head spinning and my legs turning to putty. I would have collapsed, falling hard and fast to the floor, but his arms were warm steel as they held me upright.
He crushed me tighter to him in earnest, kissing me with a fierce joy and passion that made me burn so hot and bright it left me gasping for air. He was literally glowing, the light enveloping us and illuminating the room. I was in heaven. This could not be real. I had really lost my mind. “Yes Lilith, I’ve come for you.” he said against my lips breathless from the kiss. It was hard to break away, but this was dangerous. So dangerous for him to be here. What if Lucious sensed him? As if he knew what I was thinking, he said “We are safe, love. He cannot discern me being here. That is part of my gift, which also extends to my scent on you. Neither would he trace that. And I would discern him if he were near. That, is a gift from one of the Gods to me, for the purpose of rescuing you. I had to promise something in exchange, but nothing I can’t handle. I will tell you another time.” He kissed me again, running his hands over my back and shoulders.
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Uriel rejoiced in the feel of her small, warm hands that eagerly ran over his body in her relief, her touch arcing a direct line into his very soul. He was so elated to have her in his arms, real and warm and alive. This was where she belonged, so soft and supple pressed against him as he held her. He fought to contain his tears as his heart squeezed in his chest with such raw emotion. He buried his face in her hair, deeply breathing in the sweet scent of her that he’d missed so much. She pulled back to look into his eyes, smiling as her fingers lovingly traced the planes of his face. He was spellbound as her beauty stunned him all over again, his heart accelerating from her gaze and his thoughts becoming jumbled. He found himself soaring, mesmerized by her resplendent green eyes as they sparkled up at him, filled with her tears.
How he had missed those eyes, missed the love for him that filled their depths. And those lips, how he had yearned for those lush, pink lips that tempted him even now into mortal sin. He bent down to kiss them, claiming them absolutely, enjoying their silken warmth against his. He recalled with vivid clarity how hot and glorious they had felt on him, when once she’d trailed kisses over every inch of him in a slow, delectable torture. Just then she made a soft, whimpering sound of pleasure as he kissed her, the sound winding it’s way through him, his body hardening almost painfully in response. He began to nibble playfully on her bottom lip in retaliation and ended the kiss with a final nip, releasing her with a slow tug of his teeth. Another whimper whispered out of her, a temptation traveling straight through to his insides. He sighed.
“God’s Lilith, I’ve missed you, been miserable without you.” He gently cupped her face, kissed the corners of her delicious mouth. “I cannot feel, cannot breathe,” he swallowed the lump in his throat, “cannot live without you.” He wanted to crawl into her skin, bury himself forever in the feel of her, where they could never again be torn apart. She drew her brows together in empathy and understanding as she lovingly stroked his cheek. “I have missed you too, so much, my love. Your absence was a festering sore that plagued my soul, my existence so bleak.” Her last words had trailed off into a whisper, her tears spilling over and down her cheeks in a steady stream, the pain she’d endured breaking his heart into miniscule pieces.
He took a deep breathe through the boiling fury in his gut. “I am going to kill the lord of Hades, cut out his heart and feed it to the hounds.” He squeezed her waist with his hands. “I promise you, Lilith, I will avenge you. He will not go unpunished for what he has done.” She buried her face and hands into his chest, savoring his strong arms around her. “Why are we still here, love? Please, take me away quickly from this hell.” Her words tugged at his heart, her desperation to be free from the underworld heartbreaking, understandably so. He brought up a hand to stroke her long, dark hair trying to soothe her unease. “Lilith, listen to me now.” She raised up her tear streaked face to meet his gaze, her beauty a flushed portrait of perfection. His stomach clenched in knots with the way she looked at him. He bent down to place a kiss to her nose.
At the first rays of the sun I will unleash an army of angels against the hoards of hell, to hold them off while I get you out of here safely, back to the earth above. I could not do this tonight for first I had to scout out the underworld in disguise, then I had to find out exactly where you would be, so I could come straight to you to get you out. I do not have the ability yet to vanish at will or I would have taken you as soon as I touched you. It is a skill that comes at a greater number of years than I have yet lived.” He ran the back of his hand over her cheek and down the smooth line of her throat. “It must be done this way, for this is Lucious domain. We would never escape this place on our own and survive it. We’d simply be outnumbered.” He watched as she accepted his words reluctantly, not wanting to let him go. The last time she saw him leave, they were separated for too long.
He was feeling her aura grow uneasy and waves of her distress were hitting him hard in his soul. “What is it, Lilith? Talk to me. What’s troubling you?” She burst into a flurry of panic and tears as she rushed through the words she said next. “Oh Uriel! He bewitched me, compelled me into drinking the wine of Hades that was laced with his blood!” She shook with her sobs and it tore a hot hole in his soul. His own panic and rage tried to surface, but he kept it tightly contained below the surface. He needed to think clearly, strategically, and he couldn’t do that if he lost control of his calm and emotions. “Shh, my darling Lilith. You are not to blame. Lucious is very cunning and powerful, and all the more wretched for it.” Uriel knew he would enjoy ripping out his black heart. Stealing her away from him and hurting her this way had been a grave mistake. It was a trespass he would pay dearly for. As of right now though, his cursed blood bound her to him, which made this tricky, and maybe dangerous, but certainly not impossible.
Suddenly, he had an idea, and he knew what they must do. “Lilith.” he said firmly, causing her to lift her head to attention. “Trust me and do as I say, O.K?” She nodded quickly, wiping away the tears in her eyes with a few quick motions. He pulled out the quartz vial from his pocket that contained the immortal serum, ambrosia. Her eyes widened, guessing what it was, and suspecting where he was going with the idea. He held it up. “Drink this, Lilith.” This is after all the purest and most powerful substances of all substances, and the very reason we have endured all we’ve been through. It has the power to destroy his blood inside you, which will break the binding.” Excitement danced in her eyes, the heavy burden he sensed upon her lifting considerably. When she reached for the vile he stopped her. She looked at him with a puzzled expression.
He smiled at her, thinking how vital she was to his life. He traced her lips with his thumb, watching her thoughtfully, taking in her beauty, the love in her eyes. She was goodness inside and out, his whole world. Having been without her, having her ripped away from him had been an agony worse than death. She belonged to him and he would have her always, would never again let her be taken from him. She grabbed onto his wrist and closed her mouth over his finger, running her tongue along the length of his thumb in a seductive stroke. He growled, his body clenching with something hotly feral, and he was hit with a furious need in his gut to possess her completely.
Their eyes locked in intimate communication. What was unsaid was clearly understood between them. Under compulsion and in her full view, he bit down on his tongue until blood slowly began to trickle out into his mouth. It was a bold and blatant invitation, and she knew it. Time seemed to slow as her eyes grew hooded, her chest rising and falling in a heavy rhythm beneath her dress, which suddenly seemed too tight and constricting across her breasts. She began to raise up as he bent down his head, so slow and deliberate, to meet in the most sensual, luxurious they’d ever had together, their bodies melting into each other in unison to the white hot flames that consumed them. She sucked on his tongue seductively, greedily drawing out every drop of his blood that she could manage into her mouth. The act was so intimate and seductive, he felt his body would burst into a fiery inferno, enough to take her and the whole world with him. His blood was sweet, ambrosial in nature, and apparently acted as an aphrodisiac on Lilith.
When he pulled away her eyes were closed, her face alight with desire, a pleasurable, dreamy smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. She blew out a slow, warm breath as she opened her eyes, eyes that were now glazed over in heated passion. The primal part of him that had urged him to claim her hummed in satisfaction. She was his. Had always been his, and now and truly would forever be his, bound as she was to him now through his blood. “You are mine, Lilith, now until the end of time.” He opened the quartz vial containing the precious ambrosia that would give her true immortality, transforming her from mortal to immortal. Now, not even death would be able to steal her from him. His heart swelled with that knowledge, elated that she could stay with him forever. Bracing the back of her neck with his hand, he used his thumb to tilt up her chin and placed the vile gently to her lips. He turned it upright so she could drink of it’s contents.
She finished the elixir in three swallows, her delight a vibrant force inside her. He watched as she licked her lips with her sinfully pink tongue, and before he could utter the naughty comment he was about to say to her, she reached up and fisted her hands in his hair, bringing him down to her lips. Her hunger was as voracious as his own, the combined force of their appetites punching him in the gut in desperate need. She kissed him in such a way that made him feel like God of the universe.
Releasing him, she quickly grabbed onto the cloak he was wearing, pulling it up in a hurry over his head and tossing it down to the floor. His wings appeared and opened with a whooshing sound, dazzling her eyes. She ran her hand over the arch of one and down it’s length in wonder, causing him to shiver. She moved her hands to roam over his muscled chest, savoring the feel of his steely warmth. Leaning in to place a kiss in the center she then made her way across, stopping to swivel her tongue in slow circles around his nipple, making his body grow taut with pleasure.
He picked her up with a deep growl and she wrapped her legs around him. He forced her back into the wall with a swiftness that tickled her stomach in excitement and anticipation. “Lilith, I cannot contain it, I must have you now.” he said through heavy breaths. He couldn’t wait another moment. He’d been without her so long, it had hurt him badly. “To hell with Lucious.” His fingers bit into her sides as his arms squeezed her tightly to him. “I want you too, Uriel, so very bad.” she said in a rush and claimed his lips in a dizzying rush of passion. Their hands were everywhere, stroking and fondling with intimate caresses, their kisses fiery and all consuming. Wild desperation gripped them as they clung to each other, their love and desire running soul deep.
“Gods, I love you, Lilith, for all eternity.” he said breathless from all the love in his heart for her. She kissed both his eyes. “As I love you, Uriel, always and forever.” The happiness and relief of their reunion was a deep rush, a strength that translated through them in a wild, erotic storm of passion, the fury of their need transforming them into carnal beasts of sensuality. They became crazed as animals, starved for the other, filled with a fervor that drove them into a realm of raw passion. She leaned in to stroke her tongue along his neck and he placed a bite to her neck in his hunger. She gave a delighted squeal and began to glide her hand down his hard stomach, slipping her fingers into his pants to rub against his hard length. He could sense her desperation, the strength of it matching his own.He loved how responsive she was to him, how ready and willing she was for him to take her. He growled. She was his. He loved seeing her flushed with her need and desire of him and only him. Possessiveness curled in his gut as he swore again to himself that he would kill the Lord of Hades.
With two fingers he tilted up her chin and stared into the seductive green of her eyes. His gaze shifted to her lovely kiss swollen lips for a moment, then back to her eyes again. “I have been without you for too long, Lilith. Ready yourself for me, kitten. He leaned in and nipped at her bottom lip. “I’m going to bury myself so deep inside you, over and over and over again, until neither of us can stand to breathe from the pleasure.” She did not shy away. There was not a hint of hesitation in her. “I am beyond ready for you to take me, to have you deep inside me, Uriel.” she said rolling her hips against him in a sexy wave, squeezing his waist with her thighs. “I’ll gladly take each and every thrust, welcome every stroke, as much as you can give me.” Her eyes were ablaze, orbs of green fire. He growled deep from his chest and kissed her briefly before grabbing onto her dress material at her breasts and ripping it from her body in one quick movement, leaving her bare to his feral gaze. She gave a throaty sigh and threw back her head in satisfaction.
His took in her beautiful, lithe body, her lovely curves, her warm, silken skin flushed with desire. She moaned and bit her lip, her hands moving impatiently to the buttons of his pants before shoving them down. He kicked them away and buried his face in her breasts, lavishing them with kisses, teasing their roundness and rosy buds with his tongue. She gave a soft cry, grabbing onto his hair as she arched into him, savoring the heat of his mouth. He loved the taste of her skin and how she responded to his every move. “Gods, I’ve missed you, longed for you with such painful yearnings in my body, mind and soul.” He said against her skin as he kissed her everywhere he could reach. He then gripped her hips tightly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her bottom and lifted her slightly, poising his swollen head against her hot, wet flesh. She sounded a throaty moan, begging him with her eyes as she rolled her heat over the tip of his shaft. He groaned. She drove him to the edge, pushing him over.
“Gods of heaven.” he said through gritted teeth and took her in a hungry kiss as he thrust deep inside her with a single stroke. She gasped and groaned sweetly against his mouth, gripping his shoulders tightly as her core stretched to accommodate his size. His body was large, tight, and strained with arousal as he shook in his pleasure against her small, shivering form. He pulled out and thrust again, enjoying the feel of her tiny, muscles clamping down around him and grabbing him as a tight fist, her core stroking along his length as he moved inside her. She made a sound somewhere between a quiet scream and a sigh. “Mmmm, baby you feel so good inside me. I’ve missed this, missed us.” she said smiling as a single tear rolled down her cheek from her bliss. She stroked his chest and he thrust into her again. “As have I, love.” he said in so much love and emotion. He pulled out slowly, enjoying the feel of her, his restraint obvious, showing in his bulging muscles. She made a husky moan from deep in her throat and tugged at his hair. “Take me Uriel, don’t hold back. I need all of you.” She kissed him wildly, her urgency striking the right nerve inside him.
In that instant they erupted into a frenzy, unleashing the agony of their yearnings, venting the pain they had suffered without each other. A deep primal need engulfed them in the hottest of flames as he thrust into her forcefully, taking her hard and deep. Over and over he plunged into her core, his powerful thrusts ushering them to a euphoric state of bliss. He didn’t stop when she climaxed, but continued to take her in his ravenous hunger. Crazed with their burning they were nothing but wildness, creatures of erotic indulgence. The screams of her multiple orgasms were drowned out, absorbed into himself from his demanding kisses. He took her every sound and vibration into his body, and she in turn absorbed his shouts and bellows of extreme pleasure, not wanting to draw the attention of hell to themselves.
Her plump breasts swayed with his thrusts, brushing hard nipples against his chest. He lowered to draw one into his mouth as he continued to drive into her, feeling her nails sink deliciously into his back in her intense pleasure. He growled and she gave a little yelp as he bit down onto her nipple before licking back over to ease the slight sting. She melted completely, spreading her legs wider to take even more of him, tilting her hips up to meet his thrusts. The more he gave, the more she took, the both of them always demanding more. Through his vigorous mania he worshiped her body and gave to her with all his strength, his heart bursting open with such overwhelming love for her. Her body began to convulse in exquisite pleasure that went bone deep as his own body shook uncontrollably with the force of his ecstasy. He absorbed her screams of pleasure as he growled viciously into her beautiful mouth in a powerful release of his seed, the release going on and on as his length pumped in hard jerks as he emptied into her, filling her full. It was the most complete and perfect of unions he’d ever known, and by the look on her face he knew she felt the same.
Together they drifted back down from the heights of their passion, holding each other tightly, their bodies slick with sweat from the tremendous sex. She stayed that way in his arms for a while, clinging to him with all the strength she had left. He held her tight, stroking his hands up and down her back. She began to sob into his shoulder. He froze. Had he hurt her? He had gotten pretty rough but she seemed to enjoy it. Alarmed, he pulled her up to look into her eyes. “What is it, my Lilith. Talk to me. Did I hurt you, mon couer?” he asked, placing a gentle kiss on her brow.
“No!” she said quickly. Of course not. Never that. I loved every moment of it. In fact, I want you again.” she said, eying him with a grin that quickly faded. She wiped away her tears with a fist.. “It’s just….It’s been a living nightmare without you. I was so afraid I would never see you again. So scared I was becoming something sinister in the bowels of this hell.” She leaned her forehead against his and wrapped her arms around his neck as she continued to let him hold her upright against him. His heart broke for her, the fury of his wrath boiling dark and deep towards the lord of Hades.
“Lilith, baby, look at me.” She lifted her head from his to hold his gaze. It would do no good to tell her now that while she endured two years, his time had been a little over a month. His encounter with Kass in the immortal realm had used time against him, and Lilith had bore the brunt of it. “I am so very sorry you had to endure what you did. I would rather die than have had you go through that. I wish I could change it, take it all away, or could have gotten back sooner. I’m so sorry.” She ran her hands through his hair to soothe him, feeling his anguish. He continued. “You could never be anything but lovely, pure and filled with goodness as you are, believe it. You are the definition of all that is beautiful and good, and there is not a wicked bone in your body. Never think different. Of course you suffered and were angry at being subjected to the underworld and it’s evils against your will, away from me.” With the back of his fingers he softly traced a line from her cheek, down her creamy white throat and laid it to rest over her breast to feel the beating of her heart. “And see, I am here. Of course I would tear the earth apart, split it open to find you.” He stroked her face and put her hand over his heart. “You are my heart, my hopes and dream come true, my reason to live. I love you, more than life itself. Never forget.” He lifted her hand to his mouth and placed a kiss on the back. Pulling her into him tightly, he planted soft kisses on her shoulder. “After I rescue you from here, we shall never part again, my love, I promise.”