Wingless ~Book Two of Winged~

Warning

Etheriel's warm lips lightly kiss all over one tattoo as he holds my waist. I lie on my stomach with my head resting on a cool pillow. He trails kisses across my lower back to the other tattoo and he continues to kiss all over it. His lips move up to one of the lashes down my back and he slowly kisses up it. He reaches my shoulder blade and slows down. At the end of the first rip, he slowly sucks an inch above, leaving a mark. He starts at the bottom of the next rip and slowly works his way up like the one before. Just like the one before, he slowly sucks an inch or so above it and leaves a mark before pulling away. I am about to turn roll over and face him, but his lips quickly return to my skin and he lightly sucks my shoulder, not sucking hard enough to leave marks though as his lips roam my shoulders.

"I love you." He mumbles against my shoulder and I turn around, making him pull away from my shoulder.

"I love you too." I sit up and peck him on his lips. I climb into his lap and slowly slide my hands up his shirt.

He laughs as his lips come into contact with mine again. "Whatcha doing?" he mumbles and I slide his shirt over his head. I don't answer him as I pull away from his lips and lightly kiss his prominent collar bone. He lays back on the bed, bringing me with him as I begin to suck on his collar bone. He lets out a low moan as I mark him. Suddenly flashes of Dominic kissing down my body, surfaces to my memory and I shoot up, placing my hands flat on Etheriel's chest. I obviously scared him as his eyes are slightly wide as he stares at me.

"Are you okay?" he asks and props himself up slightly. My hands are shaking violently against his chest and he notices, glancing down at them. He sits up all the way and gently takes my hands into his. "Hey...?" I look up at him. What was that?

"I'm good... I'm good." I echo and lightly kiss his nose. When I pull away, he still has a look of concern on his face, but he moves my hands closer to his mouth, kissing my knuckles.

"Are you sure?" His lips move against my skin. I nod and he stares up at me before dropping my hands and tightly wrapping his arms around me. We stay like this for half an hour before someone knocks on the door. Etheriel groans quietly, pulling away and getting up. I wrap the comforter around my shoulders and I hear Etheriel say something to whoever is at the door. Nathan comes in looking extremely tired. He forces a smile at me and walks over.

"Heard you got some tats." He says and sits down on the floor, against the wall.

"Yeah." I smile at him and he shuts his eyes, his smile still on his face. Etheriel comes back into the room and I stand, walking to him with the comforter acting as a sort of cape. He smiles at me too and pecks my lips. I go to my luggage and search through it for clothes to wear after I shower. Etheriel comes over and gives me one of his shirts for me to wear and I smile, accepting it and grab some comfy shorts. Etheriel follows me into the bathroom and I turn to look at him with an eyebrow raised.

"I'm just making sure you're okay." He mumbles and kisses the top of my head.

"I'm fine." I whisper back and drop the comforter from around me. I look at the tattoos in the mirror. "What are these?" I question and look at Etheriel, staring at me. He takes a step forward and wraps his arms around me. One hand softly points to one.

"This is the sigil of Michael. The angel of protection. It hides you from all angels radars." His other hand points to the other one. "This is the demonic rune of protection against 'evil' aka hides you from demons." I look back at each and nod slowly.

"Michael?" I question and he pulls away slowly and stares down at me before showing a small smile again.

"Not Mihael. Michael, a different angel." Etheriel clears up my small amount of confusion. "Mihael was the angel of loyalty. Emphasis on was."