Nephilim and the Nun

•Chapter Six•

Uriel
The steady footsteps heading towards me made me open my eyes, my gaze drifting towards the entrance of the basement. Without having to think, I knew who it was_the tiny little nun that has decided to be a pain in my ass.

She had to be my first sight the moment I opened my eyes, lost to the thoughts of my environment with no memories to help me remember where I was or how I'd gotten here. All I could remember was the moment I was bundled into the back of a van by my own men, after drugging me. My jaw clenched from the strong feelings of hatred that immediately poured into me from these thoughts. But then, the nun's words from a while ago came to mind.

It seemed we'd previously conversed because she'd looked at me with those hurtful eyes that almost brought me to my knees, while also having the power to bring out my inner demons. My reaction to her inquisitive questions shocked me and it was at the tip of my tongue to tender an apology for how scared I'd made her, her little body shivering with fear, but I couldn't.

Who knows if she is working with whoever has kidnapped me? After letting myself fall into Gonzalez's trap, I could never trust another soul, not even a 5 foot woman that looked as harmless as a saint.

But you'd lied to save her from trouble.

The voice in my head reminded me, making my scowl deepen.

I just couldn't help playing along with her lie, the moment I saw her in the older woman's grasp, pulling her into the basement towards me as though she'd committed a grievous crime. But I was able to understand she wasn't supposed to be here.

Yet she came in to speak with you.

The voice repeated.

And she'd demanded an explanation for my predicament. What could she want and what's her aim?

My thoughts were interrupted the moment she stepped into view and our eyes locked. Her soft brown eyes had me lost in them, as though she'd cast a spell on me. She looked so angelic yet so tempting with those bow shaped lips that she subconsciously kept licking. Everytime her pink tongue darts out to flick against her lips, I fight to hold back a growl, but I couldn't stop my cock from coming to life, at thoughts of that tongue exploring it.

For a moment, she remained a fair distance away from me and I couldn't blame her, considering how I'd reacted to her a while ago.

"Umm..." she cleared her throat, licking her lips again, and I bit my lip hard to remain calm.

This woman was torturing me. It didn't matter if she was aware of her effect on me or not, or if she was even sent here on a mission. Whatever she was doing, it was working. Her innocent appearance made it all the more tempting, fuelling my urge. If it wasn't for the chains and shackles holding my back, I would have had her pressed against me, with those lips sealed to mine.

"I-I brought the water, but you don't have to take it. Thank you for saving me,"

For a moment, silence ensured, as she remained in her position while my eyes looked her over. I could see her shivering from my heated gaze, but when my eyes returned to hers, there was no fear there_just curiosity, and a mischievous glint I couldn't quite place.

Get out of your head, Uriel. I mentally scolded myself. She's a stranger and you should be wary.

"I'll drink it," I blurted out, surprising myself and her, from the look on her face.

She took a step forward, but stopped.

"From your hands," I answered her unasked question. Even after hearing my words, she was still rooted to the spot, her eyes searching mine. "I won't hurt you,"

She didn't need me to repeat the words before she closed the distance between us. I was a good foot and some inches taller than her, and there was no way for her to reach me without leaning against me, not even when she was on her toes. I could lean down to help her, but I choose not to because if I couldn't touch her, then I'd make her touch me.

"You're a leprechaun, angel. You'll have to lean on me to reach my lips," I smirked but she didn't find the comparison funny as a frown appeared on her face, but she tried, placing one of her arms on my shoulder and leaning up against my tall frame.

A breath expelled from my lips the moment I felt a piece of her body on mine, but she raised the bottle to my lips, quenching my thirst with the water. I'd downed the bottle of water half-way when she suddenly gasped, her sensual lips parting slightly, her eyes widening and arms shaking.

I stopped drinking and my eyes stared into hers intently, a smirk curving my lips. Her eyes quickly traveled down to see my engorged cock pressed against her lower stomach. I couldn't help it, not when she was slightly pressed against me, her scent of roses and jasmine sailing into my nostrils like it was meant to be there.

"I can't help it, angel. Not when you're like a forbidden gift waiting to be unwrapped, and ravished," my words came out in a growl, and I felt her body shiver from her hand that was still holding on tightly to my shoulder as though she'd fall to the ground if she takes it away from me.

Her eyes glanced at me, but my cock seemed to disagree as it pulsed gently against her stomach, stealing her attention from me. I noticed her breath deepen, coming out in quick pants the more she stared at it. I watched the moment her tongue sneaked out to flick along her lips, and this time, I couldn't hold back on my growl. The more she stared at my engorged member, the more it pulsed, needing her. The tip was already wet from the precum, surprising her more, as a little "oh" left her lips, doing nothing to help the situation.

"Come on angel, touch it. I know you want to," I breathed out, giving her the push I knew she needed.

Her eyes flicked to mine and I gave a little nod, but she glanced at my weeping cock again. For a moment, I expected her to bolt for the door, but it seems my little temptress was ready to explore. Without warning, she wrapped her fingers around me, causing me to groan.

"Ughh... that's it, angel,"

Her eyes flashed to mine on hearing my words but I licked my lips, a consolation for not being able to kiss her senseless.

"Move your hand, love. Come on, it's all for you. Take care of it,"

As though my words were the motivation she needed, she began pumping my cock in her palm, tightening her hold a bit. I was so powerless to the pleasure that encompassed me, a groan slipping from my lips.

"Your eyes on me, angel." I commanded in the strongest voice I could manage and her doe eyes immediately landed on mine. With a few more pumps and her big innocent eyes staring at me like I was the eighth wonder of the wonder, my orgasm ripped through me, causing me to pant as my seed spilled into her palm. But before I could come down from my high, she jumped away, panting heavily, with her eyes wider than they'd been.

I tried to speak but she was already running out of the basement without as much as a glance sent my way.

Shit!

I cursed, realizing I'd done that to her. I'd been so lost that I'd forgotten she was a nun, never to be touched. But then, the idea of toying with her and seeing how far I could push her sounded so pleasing.

I hope I see you again, my little fairy.