Age of Angels Page 5

  “Honestly, yes.” He shrugged, feeling horrible about saying it. He never talked to women this way. “It’s just that,” he readjusted himself, trying to hide his erection, “it’s really at the front of my mind. I don’t see how I could think of anything else.”

  “Maybe if we got it out of the way, sooner rather than later.” She glanced down at his crotch, a strange curiosity there that he wouldn’t have expected from her.

  “But, you’re a guardian angel….”

  “As I said, things are weird. I’m not supposed to have free will, I’m not supposed to have this sort of attraction, or lust. In fact, it seems wrong. But I also know that you’re special, meant for great things. If that’s what it would take to help you focus, I imagine it’s what I’m supposed to do.”

  He simply stared at her, unable to believe what she was saying. A guardian angel who had been nude until a few moments ago was now offering to fuck him to keep him focused. He laughed, shook his head, and started walking off again.

  “By the heavens, where do you think you’re going?” She stomped after him, heavenly power pulling the demon along. “I offered to do exactly what you want, to help you, to save the world, maybe. Or… I don’t know. What I do know is that we have a duty. A mission, of sorts…”

  “And what exactly do you think that is?” He gestured around, then back to the demon. “To do something with her? To go find these other guardian angels who went missing?”

  “Actually, yes. To the latter, that is. And of course, that involves questioning the demon, and maybe going to a local church and questioning them. We need to figure out why you might have had three guardian angels, and if other angels are going through similar issues right now. Have they all gone rogue? Is the whole heavenly host in turmoil?”

  Luke squeezed his eyes shut, scrunched his nose in thought, and tried to process this. If there was any truth to what was happening—and he couldn’t deny that he now felt it was true, ever since she had put her hand to his cheek… And he also couldn’t deny that he wanted to fuck her. But mostly, if it was true, heaven was potentially upside down, and if there were demons in the world… What did that mean for hell? Had demons broken loose on Earth? Was this the end of the world, or had something else simply thrown everything off balance? He wanted to slap himself for such silly thoughts, such ridiculous notions. Then again, there was a guardian angel in front of him. She had the wings, the halo, and beauty that could only make sense if it came from heaven.

  “I’m in.”

  “As in… We’re doing this?” She smiled wide, then ran at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned back and blushed. Again, she stepped away, hands folded in front of her, and lowered her head. “I don’t think we should, er, make love… quite yet. I’m sorry, this is so…”

  “Oh, of course. Not here.” He glanced back at the demon. “Where do we take her for questioning?”

  “My memories are somewhat hazy. Ever since the other two left, it’s all been a bit of a blur. But, I believe there’s a church nearby. I sense it, and if we can get her there, they might have holy water. We might be able to pull some answers from her.”

  “You talking about torture?” Luke wasn’t sure what he thought of that, and especially now that the demon was moaning, caressing her breasts, and gesturing him over. He wasn’t sure how strong he’d be in this situation. “How do we get her there, and who will be doing the… torturing?”

  “Questioning, not torturing… Exactly. You can’t torture a demon. I mean, it would be more fun for them than anything. But the holy elements of that place… that can get them to give us some answers.”

  “To be clear, you’re saying holy water does hold some sort of heavenly essence?” He asked.

  “Of course.” She gestured at herself. “I’m an angel. There is a heaven, and therefore you can assume much of what you heard, or versions of it anyway, are true.”

  “A heaven?”

  “Maybe multiple heavens… it’s unclear at this moment.”

  “The memory lapse thing?” He considered all the implications of what he was learning. That must mean there was a God or gods, and that must also mean that there were angels and God or whatever watching everything he’d ever done. That thought hurt his head and made him extremely uncomfortable.

  He simply nodded and, together, they went back toward the demon. He anticipated some sort of fight— he had no idea what, exactly—but looked forward to seeing how this would play out. Luke and Naomi approached the demon, and the angel held out her hand that gripped the chains of light.

  She handed the chains to Luke and said, “You’ll have to do this. You must keep her under control, since she’s your demon.”

  He took them and felt the bond. The demon looked at him, arched an eyebrow, and smiled. He had no doubt that she knew exactly where his mind had gone the moment he gripped the warm chains. It had been an image of her bent over, her hands braced against the nearest tree as he took her from behind. Undoubtedly an image she had placed there.

  He cleared his throat. “Is there a way to put clothes on her as well?”

  “That’s under her control.” Naomi refused to look at the demon. “She doesn’t tempt you, does she?”

  Was there a hint of jealousy in her voice? Luke stared at Naomi. “Would it matter?”

  “I’ve seen you, you know… Do things with women. It never mattered. But this is a demon. You do understand the difference?”

  A quick review of his memories brought up his first handjob in the back room of his girlfriend’s house, her parents in the other room completely unaware. But Naomi had been there, seen it. His next thought went to a room where another girl had gone down on him, head bobbing up and down and titties flapping, with only a curtain separating them from their friends who were drinking nearby. So many more times, too, that he didn’t want to imagine Naomi seeing. With a sigh, he turned to the demon and decided to ask her. “Would you please cover yourself?”

  The demon stared at him, blinked, then shook her head.

  “You don’t talk?”

  “Not with the likes of her around.” The demon eyed Naomi.

  “So, you can talk, you merely prefer not to at the moment.”

  “Come on.” Naomi ignored the demon and nodded for Luke to follow her.

  They had gone about ten paces when Naomi spread her wings and paused. She looked back at Luke, frowning. “We can’t fly. Where’d you park?”

  Luke chuckled, glancing back the way they had come. “Near the gym. Back where that guy was.”

  “And where there might be cops, looking for you.” Naomi put her hand on her hip in a way that thrust it out and made him keenly aware of the way the material clung to her body. It made him want to tear her clothes off—nothing new there. She glanced his way, gave him a half smile, and said, “You know, I can kinda read your thoughts. Not completely, but enough to get the gist here and there.”

  “Not like I can control what I’m thinking.” He shrugged. “Plus, I thought we’d already established that I want you.”

  Naomi nodded, but looked away. “Still new to me… this whole concept.”

  The demon scoffed. When they both looked at her, she was grinning wide. Although chained, she was still managing to run her hands along her body provocatively.

  “Oh, this is too rich,” the demon said in a low purr. “You two want each other, and the angel girl gets jealous.” She moved her fingers over her pussy, spreading her lips and fingering her clit, going in circles as she started to moan. “Why don’t you come over here, make her really jealous? Put your face between my thighs, bring me to ecstasy. Maybe that’ll make the angel stop wasting time, make her want you more than ever.”

  “Stop it.” Naomi was glaring, not liking this one bit.

  While Luke couldn’t say he didn’t like it, he didn’t appreciate being tugged around. His cock felt like it was going to explode, his hormones taking over. His head felt light with all the blood rushing south. “Ladies, we can’t continue this way. How far is this church?”

  “I’m trying to figure that out,” Naomi said. “If I’m getting this right, we’re going to need to go to one of the oldest churches in the country. And that seems to be…” She closed her eyes, movement under her eyelids showing that something was happening. “Oh, no. At least a day’s drive away.”

  Luke’s mouth dropped open. “You’re telling me that I have to deal with this,” he motioned to his boner, then to the demon, “for a whole day?”

  She gave him a reluctant glance. “Yes.”

  He shook his head and turned away from the demon to try and focus. “I might need some alone time.”

  “I get it,” Naomi said. “But, to ensure you know that I’m telling the truth about us… my feelings for you… and in hopes that you don’t get tempted by her, I think I can assist.”

  Luke swallowed, ignoring the demon’s laugh, and nodded in approval. Naomi stepped forward, quickly undoing his belt and unzipped his pants to pull out his cock. Her angelic fingers were smooth and warm, unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Her touch sent tingles through his cock and right up his spine. When she stroked it hard and fast, he knew that when he finally had the chance to fuck her, it was going to be out of this world. Suddenly, he spasmed all over, his entire body twitching and muscles seizing, and then he shot his wad all over the forest floor. The demon was licking her lips as she moved close to try rubbing her hands along him, but the angel thrust out a hand that shot her backward and onto the ground.

  “That was… Oh my…” Luke tried to look for the right words, but none came.

  “Next time will be a thousand times better,” Naomi said. She started to tuck him away, but then held him tight as she leaned in and kissed his mouth
. Her taste was sweet, her hand holding him as he started to soften, a gentle promise. At least for now, the longing for the demon had been subdued.

  Next, he needed to get his bike so they could head to the church. It was going to be a long ride, but at least now he knew that he could make it with his mind focused on the task.

  4

  He took the angel and the demon back toward where he’d left his bike, only realizing that he had no way of figuring out how to get them all on the machine.

  “We’ll have to find a car.” He glanced around, considering options, such as borrowing his father’s fancy hybrid.

  “You think we won’t fit on the bike?” Naomi asked.

  “Three of us?” He shook his head.

  “If there’s no other way…”

  “What are you suggesting?” He looked between her and the demon, whose eyes were darting between them ferociously. Her mouth was sealed thanks to a charm from Naomi, but it was clear that she wanted to say something.

  “I can ride with you, and the demon…”

  Luke’s eyes went wide. “You’re not suggesting she go back inside me, are you?”

  The demon nodded vigorously at that, smiling.

  “I mean, if there’s no other choice.” Naomi looked at the demon. “I have ways of keeping her at bay.”

  Luke considered this, knowing that he didn’t want to go back and get his dad’s car, or deal with the repercussions of that decision. He also didn’t like the idea of being possessed by a demon, but if it meant having Naomi with her arms around him as she rode on the back of his bike, and he had her promise that she could keep the demon at bay… It might not be so bad. He shrugged.

  “Very well, then.” Naomi looked from him to the demon, scowled, and then waved her hands around in a flurry. Golden light floated down onto the demon, covering her body in a sheen like silk, reminding him of Christmas lights beneath a silk blanket. The demon had a horrified look on her face and seemed to be in pain. With another wave of Naomi’s hand, the demon vanished with a flash of light that flew into Luke’s body through his chest. Naomi stepped forward and put her hand on his chest, muttering a chant, and then smiled at him.

  “There you go. As simple as that.”

  Luke looked down at her hand, feeling the warmth pulsating through his clothes. “And she can’t do any harm from there?”

  “As long as I’m touching you.” Her curiosity-filled eyes met his. “Is that okay? If I… touch you?”

  He gulped. Nodded. And smiled as her hand moved along his arm to take his hand. Together, they walked like this for the bike.

  “I should also mention,” she said, “that you might feel her trying to do things at times. Feel your mind twisted with thoughts, maybe riling up your rage a little. The important thing is to remember that I’m here, so focus on my touch and try to stay levelheaded.”

  He nodded, wondering what he was getting himself into, a thought he’d been having a lot in the last few minutes. But, he loved having the angel’s hand in his, and so far didn’t have any problems with the demon. Finally, they reached the point that led out to where his bike was parked, but he paused, glancing over to her wings.

  “Oh, right.” She waved a hand again, making the wings vanish. “A simple illusion. This way, random people won’t be scared.”

  “Why didn’t you do that when we met?” he asked. “That would’ve made it a little less awkward. Well, that and clothes, maybe. Less awkward, but also less fun.”

  She gave him a humored smile. “I wanted you to see who I am. To not be worried about all of this, versus freaking out later when the truth came out. There was no point in hiding.”

  “I guess.” And dammit, once again, he couldn’t get that nude image of her with steam rising from the showers out of his mind.

  Together, they walked across the street to the bike, but he noticed headlights approaching when they were halfway there. The desire came over him to stop, to step toward them, or maybe even run headfirst into them.

  “Remember, focus on my touch.” Naomi had his hand up to her mouth and kissed the back of it. Instantly, those thoughts were gone. Even if the demon wasn’t trying to hurt him, which he wasn’t sure of one way or the other, her corrupted influence easily affected him.

  He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it in return, and led her to his bike. As he straddled it and handed her the extra helmet, she chuckled.

  “Two things,” she said. “One, I don’t need a helmet. I’m a guardian angel. Two, I pressed my lips to your hand to keep you from falling prey to the demon. Why did you do it to mine?”

  “Oh… I just…”

  “It’s okay.” She took the helmet, put it on anyway, and got on the bike behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

  The ride was a smooth journey, with the angel whispering directions through the helmet system. More than once, he felt an urge to grab her hands and thrust them down between his legs. He wondered if it was possibly due to the demon’s influence, if that was a thing. How would he know if it was that or his lust taking over? At one point, her hand started moving along his abs, caressing them, and even moving down toward his leg and along his inner thigh.

  Naomi quickly pulled her hand up and gasped. “I’m so sorry. Before, when I didn’t have free will… That was never even a thought. I’m still getting used to this new way of thinking. “

  Warm shivers ran up Luke’s spine and blood surged to his cock. He had to adjust himself. It was an awkward movement, since there was no way to do that without her knowing.

  “It’s okay.” He left it at that, letting her figure out whether he meant what she had done, or what she might have wanted to do.

  Initial thoughts were lost to the gutter, but soon he was listening to the purr of the tires that was occasionally interrupted by the rhythmic bumping on the concrete beneath. The wind rushed pat, chills going up his arms. Not much traffic to deal with, thankfully. His mind took him to a time he had gone out for a ride soon after getting his first motorcycle, shortly after a breakup. He had simply ridden on and on, no destination in mind, no worries. That’s what riding did for him—it washed away all the bullshit, all the sludge that a shitty day could fill one’s mind with. Now, it helped him see the bigger picture, to focus on the fact that his life was taking a drastic turn. In a very weird direction, sure, but quite possibly for the better. It was bound to be more exciting, regardless.

  After a while of riding straight along the moonlit road, she said, “It’s really not okay, you know. I’m your guardian angel, after all.”

  “You’re here now, so can’t we do whatever we want?” Luke reached down, putting his hand on hers. Leaning her head against him, she gave no answer.

  Again, he was tempted to lower her hand to where he wanted it, but knew that was wrong. And once again, it could possibly be the demon’s urgings. He was starting to doubt that it was, though. With a beautiful woman like this, her hands so close to his crotch, what guy wouldn’t have such a thought?

  Finally, after what felt like at least an hour of riding, Naomi told him to turn at the next corner. He came to a spot that seemed like it wound up into the hills and led nowhere in particular. They continued to scan the area for any old churches, but none came within view.

  “You’re sure about this?” he asked.

  “I’m sure. As sure as I can be, in my current state.”

  He nodded, following her instructions.

  5

  When they finally pulled up to the large church, he eyed the ancient architecture and beauty of the stone walls. A well was outside, near a statue of an angel. It looked quite different from the angel whose arms were wrapped around him right now.

  “What is it?” he asked at a groan.

  Naomi had removed her helmet, too, her eyes roaming over the building. “I was wrong. This isn’t it. It’s so much farther away… Going to have to find somewhere to sleep tonight. Go there tomorrow.”

  “I… see.” His mind raced with what that could mean. “Let’s hit the road, then.”

  “Still…” She held her head.

  “Your head’s hurting?” He put a hand on her forehead, checking for temperature.