His Mate, Enchanting

14

Ciel smirked and shrugged. He really was a selfish being, even when he was a human. And with Anastasia, he had no intentions of sharing her with anyone.

Ciel learned that Anastasia did not depend on souls to keep sated. She could take the life essence of any living creature. Anastasia had shown him how she touched a rose, making it wilt. The other way was sex. And he was more than willing to satisfy her hunger in that department.

The two demons laid awake on their bed, enjoying the solitude of the night.

"Now that I think of it, you highly resemble an angel." Ciel commented studying Anastasia's pale hair and violet eyes. Anastasia gave a melancholic smile which surprised the young demon.

"It's not a surprising notion." Anastasia replied looking at her lover. "This was my original form before I was exiled for my sins."

Ciel quickly understood her vague explanation. "You are one of the original fallen angels that became demons. Like Lucifer."

Anastasia smirked tracing Ciel's face with her fingers. He leaned into her touch. "You're a sharp one indeed."

"I have encountered a corrupted angel, he or she was responsible for my pain when I was still mortal." Ciel told her wrapping an arm around her.

"She must've been horrified when she faced Sebastian then." She commented. "Our corruption would horrify any angels."

"I heard her screams of fear." Ciel commented closing his eyes. "I wonder why she didn't become a demon like the original fallen angels."

"Angels fall and become demons if they choose to commit a sin for themselves. Out of pure selfishness. That hasn't happen for several millennia. Usually, younger demons are humans who were changed. Just like you." Anastasia explained laying her head on Ciel's bare chest. "Those angels consumed in the delusion of purity will stay as they are, corrupted, wandering the mortal realm and creating chaos fueled by their madness. And in the end, they realize they would not be welcomed back by their kind."

"I see. That angel did keep musing about cleansing the world." Ciel murmured inhaling her scent. She smelled off vanilla and strawberries, she reminded him of his sweet tooth during his human life.

"Are you ready to meet your master again tomorrow?"

Ciel snorted. He would never get used to being the one who plays servant, but he knew that he had no choice.

Anastasia laughed lightly placing a chaste kiss on his chest before looking into his cerulean eyes. "My dear Earl isn't fond of playing servant. Your next contract will require you to change form. I've given you this one to make it easier for you. You should really show more gratitude."