SWNOVELS Chapter 44: Repentance (The End)
Angel’s POV
It was almost black outside, but Angel was still full of energy. Her life couldn’t get any better! Friends, safety, and Castiel. How many people can say they found love, let alone a soul mate as confirmed by God Himself? She had many MANY follow up questions for Taala, but the big demon said he’d explain reincarnation in the next lesson to begin with. It was a start but she now had an eternity to satisfy her greed of knowledge!
She scrubbed at a stubborn stain on a table and wondered how long it took to recite the Lord’s prayer 1000 times. A couple hours? Days? He’d been gone all day and the bar had been steady with inhabitants looking for updates on the now non-existent war. She was now alone with only the jukebox for company. Even though it was a full moon night, she had no fear of the changed lycans or monsters outside anymore. She was certainly changed from the nameless neko of 2 weeks ago!
The door behind opened and closed and big hands squeezed her shoulders with a kiss to the top of the head. She heard the click of the door lock and a long exhale. “How’d it go?” She asked without turning.
“Halfway. I NEED a drink.” He kissed the top of her head again and ducked behind the bar.
“How are you keeping count?”
“Gabriel. His punishment for introducing you and I. Plus he had to listen to all my sordid admissions of sin for confession.”
Angel laughed and made a sad face as she walked to join him at the bar. “Oh my God, the poor guy, don’t punish him.”
Castiel had downed half a bottle of some red bottle with no label. “You’re right. I should be thanking the pain in the ass. I will after he finishes counting tomorrow.”
Angel leaned on the back display wall as she looked him over, dangerous thoughts entering her head. “Sooo.. do you think if we did anything tonight you’d have to add prayers to the tally?” He raised an eyebrow and turned to stride in front of her, toe to toe with her bare feet. She smiled and leaned forward to kiss his jaw. “Like is that worth 1 more prayer?”
He chuckled and set the bottle down beside her so his hand could slide over the bare skin near her hip. “Hm, and this another?” She nodded and encircled that wrist, sliding up his arm and bicep and across his shoulder toward the top button of his shirt.
“3?” She said softly, undoing a button.
He tugged her hip forward to bump his own, and she felt the strength of his need pressed between their bodies. He hummed softly and moved his head forward to rest on hers. “God! What you do to me Angel.” It came out like a plea.
She smiled and continued undoing buttons, counting up as she went. At the button of his jeans she circled it. “Surely this would be worth 10 alone?” She was enjoying the tease. He pressed hips forward into her hand and she freed the closure. Both of his hands were gripped to her hips and she wiggled slightly under their perfect pressure.
With a surprised gasp she was suddenly in the air and spun to be deposited on the tabletop next to the sink. His hands undid her jeans button, then unbuckled her thigh holster. He moved fast and she grabbed the opportunity to slide palms over any exposed skin, feeling his strong muscles flex. He tugged her jeans which gave no fight and they crumpled in a pile with her knife. His followed after a moment and she felt him press against her lace barrier.
His mouth found hers and pried lips apart to fully claim her. As deep as their goodbye kiss had been, but this was a new passion. Knowing they were meant to be. Knowing they had a future laid out together. She whimpered and wrapped arms around his neck and legs around his waist. “Please sir!”
His hand was between them and rubbed her through the lace with his palm. She was unashamedly wet for him, and he moaned into her mouth. Losing the will for control he yanked the fabric to the side and replaced his hand with a stiff cock that pressed first on her clit, and then between the needy lips of her sex. He pressed deep and she tightened her thigh lock around him.
His rocking turned to rocketing, and she broke the kiss to cry strained moans as the pleasure coiled in her abdomen. She clawed his shoulder and grabbed a fistful of hair, as if he would pull away unfinished. He leaned in and sucked her neck while never stopping his relentless pounding. His desperate voice was on her skin “Fuck, I’m there! Come with me love.” She nodded and broke a hand free to fly to her clit and rub mercilessly to tip her over that cliff edge with him. THERE!
He grunted and swore with powerful pulses that filled her deep and she cried loudly with electric waves that rushed every inch of skin and spasmed around his length. They hugged, tied together.
Castiel laughed against her shoulder, long kissing there when they could finally breathe again. He sighed and started a whispered prayer while still inside her. “Our Father, who art in Heaven..”
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