(MARRIED TO THE DEVIL SON)VOLUME 3

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Heaven couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to have his fangs buried in her neck. It made her excited when it shouldn't. It was painful the first time.

His lips slowly moved from her ear to her lips. A light brush and she shivered. Then he rested his forehead against hers, their face close to each other, their hot breaths mingling.

"Tell me, Heaven." He continued to speak in a low voice. "Tell me you love me."

"I love you." She breathed.

"Do you need me?"

"I need you."

"Do you want me?"

"All of you."

Heaven thought he was asking for assurance. It was definitely a bad dream that made him feel this way. She wanted him to know how she truly felt about him. That he need not worry ever that she would leave him.

Gently, she grabbed his face and kissed him. It was not a hungry kiss. It was a comforting one. One that expressed her strong love for him, her trust in him, and will to be by his side. When she pulled away, she was surprised that her demon stayed calm.

"You taste like earth." She told him, her hands resting on his strong shoulders.

"You taste like heaven."

Heaven smiled. "And what do I smell like?" She asked.

He grabbed a few strands of her hair and inhaled her scent. "You smell like a garden on a spring day."

A garden? She never expected that answer. She loved the scent of her garden. The mix of grass, flowers and fresh air.

Zamiel kept inhaling her scent. Heaven wondered if it wasn't torturing him.

"Am I giving you a hard time?" She asked.

He pulled back and looked at her with a frown. "Why would you?"

"Because of delaying our marriage."

He smiled. "No. I know you have things to take care of and... I have things I need to take care of as well."

"What do you need to take care of?" She asked.

He looked at her for a while. "Heaven, there are things I need to tell you, but not now. After you complete your mission."

Things? Not one thing.

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She nodded. "And what happened to your room?"

He looked around at the mess. "I'll tell you about it as well, after your mission is complete."

Heaven frowned. What was it he wanted to tell her? She hoped it was nothing serious.

"It is nothing you need to worry about." He told her. "How is your mission going?" He asked.

"Just as planned." She told him remembering that she had to go back. "I need to go back."

Zamiel nodded.

Heaven touched his forehead. He seemed better now. "Don't forget to eat and drink or I'll worry."

He smiled. "I will."

She stood up, and he stood up with her, holding the sheets around his waist Heaven almost panicked for a moment thinking they were slipping out of his hands. She had no doubt she would hurry and hold them for him.

"A hug would help me sleep." He smiled.

It was that smile where only one corner of his lips curved.

Her gaze fell on his chest again, and her cheeks burned. Getting that close to his bare body....