Whispers on the Wind

Chapter Twelve: Dreams of Angels

"Amaya," Evageline whispered, her fingers traced the lining of my jacket, reaching beneath and unhooking my bra. "I just can't stop thinking about you. You're in my dreams." She kissed my neck. "In my mind." Her finger traced my breast bone, just barely avoiding touching anything as my bra fell away. "Tormenting me."

"What do you want, my little angel?" I asked, swallowing as she took off her shirt, letting her almost glowing breasts free, the pink of her nipples standing out against the paleness of her skin.

"I want you to take me," she said, wiggling out of her skirt and tossing it aside. Everything about her was perfect, from her sculpted abs to even breasts, and rounded ass. Not to mention her thighs. I would gladly suffocate between them and die a happy demon.

"I made you a promise," I said, standing up and putting distance between us. "I said I would protect you."

Evangeline stuck out her lip in a pout, tossing her waist length, white-blonde hair over her shoulder. "I don't want your protection, I want you to love me deeply and fully." She squeezed her arms together, trapping her breasts between them. "Pwease?"

"It's not right I–"

She closed the distance, stealing the words from my lips by clashing hers against me. My resolve weakened, almost falling away completely. I wanted to make her happy, I wanted to do whatever it was she asked of me, to please her. But I didn't want to hurt her. That was all I was capable of, making someone feel good for one night and then leaving them behind with heartbreak. I couldn't do that to her, I couldn't hurt my little angel, she didn't deserve that.

Her hand slid under my shirt, finding my nipple and tweaking it. "Come on, Amaya. I know what you really want. Spoil my innocence. Teach me the ways of the demons. Show me what it's like to be alive."

"Evangeline," I breathed, pulling away from her. "I don't want to hurt you."

"You'll only hurt me if you reject this, reject us." She traced her finger down my jaw. "I want this, I want you. Take me Amaya."

The heat from her body so close to mine was too hard to resist, I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed her hair, wrapping it around my fingers as I pulled her in for a kiss. I gripped tightly, not giving her the option to leave. This was what she wanted. This was what I wanted. I kissed down her neck, stopping at her breast and teasing her nipple with my tongue.

Evangeline let out a light moan as I increased my intensity, going from a subtle touch to a bite, scraping my teeth across her skin as I pulled away, moving to tease the other. "I want you to sit on my face," I growled as I bit into her shoulder. "Let me pleasure you."

"Amaya–" Evangeline moaned as I bit into her other shoulder.

I lifted her up, carrying her to the bed. Laying down, I waited as she put her thighs on either side of my face. I gripped her tightly, holding her in place as I traced the edges of her vulva with my tongue. I wanted to make her want it so badly that she forced me to give it to her.

"Stop teasing," Evageline whined, trying to force me to go where she wanted.

I laughed, finally allowing her relief to the teasing as I sucked on her clit, rolling it with my tongue.

She moaned, sitting further into me.

I reached up with my hands, tweaking her nipples until she was melting completely. It didn't take long before she let out a sharp gasp and shuddering, falling forward completely satisfied.

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I sat up so quickly I fell off the bed with a loud yelp. My wings fell forward over the top of me, making it impossible to see. Oh god. Everything came rushing to me from the dream. My whole body felt ignited from the horniness it caused. I didn't want to feel that way about Evangeline ever. It felt wrong.

"Amaya, are you okay?" A sweet voice trilled as light footsteps made their way towards me.

Oh shit no. Why did she have to notice? Images of her naked body flashed through my mind. I hide further beneath my wings. I couldn't look at her right now without thinking nasty thoughts. "I'm fine, please go."

"You just fell off the bed and you're still injured, let me help you," Evageline said as she grabbed my arms.

Each place her fingers landed made my arms burned, making my body desire more of it. I shoved her away. "Stop, I'm fine!"

She stepped back a little bit, her face furrowing in concern. "Why are you yelling at me?"

"I'm not yelling!"

We both paused for a moment, me on the floor, staring very hard at the floor, the good old carpeted floor that was so entertaining. While she I assume stared at me cause I was acting weird as fuck.

"I'm sorry. Thank you for trying to help but please, just don't." I continued to stare at the floor. "Leave, please."

I watched as her shadow disappeared from the floor and she went back to her room. I scrubbed at my eyes trying to eliminate the last of the images from my mind of her naked body being between my hands. Thinking of her in that way was wrong. I had to protect her. She wasn't like those other girls, she was special, she was innocent, truly innocent. I had to keep her from getting taken advantage of by bad beings, ones like me.
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When I came into the main room for breakfast, I stared at my plate. The two sunnyside eggs looked like breasts that mocked me. Reminding me of my dreams from the night before.

Seth seemed to notice my weird expression and elbowed me. "Have any fun dreams last night?"

Heat flooded my face. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. "N–nope. Just dreams of puppies."

Seth coughed. "I don't want to know what you did to those puppies." He took a bite of bacon and looked over at Dawn. "So when do I get my money?"

I was grateful for the topic change and smashed my eggs to make them look more like a mess of yellow and white rather than perfectly equal breasts that Evangeline probably had. Fucken shit! Why couldn't I stop thinking about her boobs!

"You'll get your money whenever I have money to give you. I'll have to make some more," Dawn stated as he cut into his pancakes.

Seth spit out his orange juice. "Are you saying it's all counterfeit? I can't use that! I'll get arrested!"

"How do you expect a demon to come across money without stealing it?" Dawn asked, his voice holding no hint of amusement. "Think, Seth, or is that too hard of a task for your brain to handle?"

"Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? I've been kidnapped by a bunch of demonic criminals." Seth put his head on the table. "I'm doomed."

"God can't help you, he doesn't support money hungry gay boys," Dawn stated as he took another bite. "Really, Seth, it is your own fault, you could've said no."

"That's it!" Seth slammed his plate on the table, causing breaks in the glass.

Dawn stood up, towering over him and causing the room to get a little bit darker.

"N–nevermind, it's fine, we're fine, please don't kill me," Seth whimpered as he sat back down.

Dawn rolled his eyes. "Amaya, I've reached out to one of my trusted comrades. They know more about this demon and angel stealing business than we do, there's actually a black market trade for angel babies. He might be able to trace back your existence and figure out what happened."

"What's the catch?" I asked, making sure to stare directly at my brother and avoid looking at the very hot woman next to him.

"He wants to cut off some of your feathers to sell for his own gain."