~ Aeshma ~
I don’t know if angels and humans can procreate, but right now, the only thing in my mind was to shower Sarah with infinite passion.
I continued to feast on her two quaking breasts like I am a hungry, sex-deprived man. I can definitely compare myself to the men I had killed in the past. I understand their neurotic desire now for her, for I do believe I am the same. I had joined her in bed many times, just contended with embracing her until I fall asleep, but this would be the first time I am joining her in this blessed area for love-making purposes.
I am really surprised how she was so accepting of me; like she had been waiting for this to happen since my revelation. She was so compliant with my touch, so sensitive to my kisses, so open and wanting to everything I am doing. Probably because I am a supernatural being that was why she acted like this... or probably, she also desires this moment like me, too. But whatever the reason,
~ Andrea ~ Aunt Marcella had given me all the details about my trip and the feeding program during our dinner. As usual, Eriol acted like an obedient lapdog—whoops—I mean, a butler, waiting for whatever his master orders him to do. We haven’t talked since he arrived at sundown together with auntie. I would have wanted to confirm if he truly sent Enrique at the hospital and not in some faraway island, but he seemed to act like a jerk the moment I saw him in the kitchen: all moody and exhausting a do-not-mess-with-me aura, so I didn’t dare start a conversation with him. I wondered why, though. There must be something that went wrong. But oh well, at least he had the commonsense to kick his doppelgänger out of the picture at last and present his true self in front of us. The entire time Aunt Marcella explained the details, I could feel Eriol’s endless stare on me. I controlled the urge to give him
POV: EriolIt was amusing to note that Andrea thinks she can get away from me. Well, she will just have to try harder because I will not let a single chance for her to be out of my sight. I had waited for her for centuries and then worked as a butler in this house for two years to be exact just so that I can find her. I can't let her just slip away now.There's no sanctum for her anywhere but only in my arms. That was the only reality that I should inculcate in her mind.Yes. I am disappointed when I found out about the trip tomorrow. When I returned in my employer's side, the memories of my doppelganger told me that she and her friends were talking about some sort of program for the natives and Marcella was jovial enough to share that Andrea loves to volunteer in such activities. I was standing at Marcella's back when she called Andrea about it and imagine my disappointment when she accepted the invitation.Damn. S
POV: AndreaHeart! Heart! Please! Please be calm! Please be calm!I had to continuously chant these words in my head the moment I became silent. I know I just coldly broke my conversation with Eriol, but what am I to do? Him teasing me became a natural phenomenon. Even his blatant lustful desire for me I can say was within the usual basket. But him expressing his emotions?! I may have a heart attack with his words.So, in order to avoid that, I decided to stay silent for the remainder of our drive. Luckily, he understood my silent plea. I am still new with these kinds of emotions. I don't know how to react when one confesses.I am not even sure if I consider Eriol's words as a confession... But still... it made my heart leap.Well, anyway, I only have one real relationship experience and it was with my childhood sweetheart, and other than that, zero. Nada. Absent. Nil. So I hope my quiet reaction wa
POV: EriolBeing a demon in this kind of situation sure is advantageous.Right after the coach left the residence, I purposefully left my double to do the remaining errands while I flew in the sky and followed the vehicle to its intent destination.Oh, don't get me wrong. I maybe a demon but my wings aren't like a bat's. I have glorious black angel wings I could use whenever I needed it. This was the only part of me left since I became a Fallen Angel and eventually a demon prince.I am no UFO too.I could make myself invisible to the naked eye and right now, I am using that power to tail the group without any intrusions.I bet humans would overreact if they see a black angel flying in the sky. They could send a jet fighter airplane to ambush me or the Pentagon hot on my heels. I surely don't want that pathetic nuisance.It was really funny watching Andrea control he
POV: AndreaI sat alone in a wooden bench a couple of feet away from a bonfire set up by my co-volunteers. I just finished my dinner and decided to spend my early evening in the courtyard.Wrapping myself with a small quilt while holding a mug of chocolate milk drink was what I believe to be a good idea to chase away the cold wind of the night. Well, we were in a mountainous area, so it was expected that the temperature would drop more than the usual. I wasn't bothered by the temperature though. Just seeing the sea of stars and the mystical full moon like this was just pure awesome.My feet felt tired from standing up and handing out packs of lunch and playing with the native children, but these physical complaints were all worth it. I am happy that I get to do all of my duties properly.My voice felt a bit hoarse too because apparently Madame Ivana gave me a task to set up a little program for the tribesmen. I was
POV: Andrea"What-what are you saying Eriol?" My heartbeat evenly increased. If I think hardly about it, I believe he just told me that I went through reincarnation? As in, seriously? Does that even exist?I being a volunteer catechist once never had an idea about that. I thought once the soul leaves the body, it goes to Heaven or Hell. I never knew that it would return back to earth.This truth certainly intrigued me but what caught my attention more was what he said after that. We had a life together in the past? Now, that sounds silly right?"Andrea, you are so beautiful, " he said, abruptly changing the topic.He cupped my chin with his right hand and smoothly grazed his fingers on my lips.I had to wrap my arms around his neck this time because I felt his remaining hand on my waist inadequate to support my weight. I could seriously fall right now if it wasn't for my tight cling
POV:AndreaI don't know where this place was exactly, but I had a feeling we were in a five-star hotel or an apartment, or maybe a penthouse. Either way, we were both alone and the king-size bed was already beckoning me to lie down in its soft, suede covered white sheets.Damn... this is where we will do it?I only had a brief glance of the entire bedroom but I immediately deduced this place somehow looked similar to Christian Grey's own in the Fifty Shades of Grey movie. Minus the Red Room of course, but then again, I wonder... since Eriol is the Prince of Lust, does he have one hidden behind these walls?Oh, I hope not. My innocence would be contaminated surely if there's a real Red Room, but come to think of it, Anastasia was a virgin and innocent when Mr. Hot Grey took her right? Exactly just like me now."Andrea stay still," Eriol said in a velvety voice as he moved to undress me starting
POV:EriolI can compare myself as a drug addict right now taking hero*in or mari*juana or whatever human illegal drug in large quantities.I am on a high. Definitely on a high.You might be wondering what a demon feels like when it - when we - have an orgasm. Well, I have only word to describe everything, and that would be:PSYCHEDELIC.Yes. That's exactly the right word.I in particular was blessed to have layers of orgasms in one go. Humans last only seconds. But with me, this wonderful dizzying feeling can last for minutes, depending on the foreplay. And yes, I did make our foreplay the delicious sweet cream on the chocolate cake, hence our long orgasm.I didn't miss out reading Andrea's thoughts asking herself if she can get more than two orgasms this night. I couldn't hide a smirk after hearing it. Although, she was a virginal woman and denies her attract