Father In Heaven

Father In Heaven

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The moment those doe earthy shades looked up into his grey storms, he knew he was going to sin, not once or twice but many times over. He was more than just willing to do it over and over again. Now, he dreamed of doing him over and over again. Just once wasn't enough. Now that he had tasted the forbidden fruit; tasted him, he was going to do anything to taste him over and over again. Anything. 'I am no saint when it's about him. He brings out the sinner in me. A thirst only he could quench. The spark he ignited in me with his touch, his mere presence oxygen to the fire burning inside me.' .......... 'Now I know why Eve ate that darned apple. You are just as tempting and forbidden. Nah, you are much more tempting and forbidden than that stupid apple. You know what I am going to do? Just like Eve, I am going to taste you, bite you but unlike Eve, I am going to swallow you whole; you want me to. Father Gabriel~~~.'
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Her voice came out grainy. "I'm tired of being the devil's whip." She ground her teeth together. "I'm tired of killing for evil. I saw you the other night and it made me feel something I'd never felt before. The want to protect you." She looked down at her feet, her expression unfamiliar. "I've been a monster for five hundred years." She looked at me. "And when I saw you, I saw good. I saw purity." - "And what did my angel think about?" She growled. I could feel her breath in my ear. The possessiveness that clouded her burrowed into me. She bit my ear again and I sighed in pleasure. "Tell me," she demanded. "I thought about you," I admitted. My core began to throb. "And was it good?" She moved her lips down to my neck, biting the artery that beat rapidly. I swallowed. "No one has ever made me feel like you do." My voice came out husky. I couldn't take much more of this. - Camael never asked to be saved by a demon. She didn't even know that demons could be saviors. Her purpose was to do the right thing, even when it felt so wrong. Lirathis has killed her entire life. She was the Devil's whip and knew nothing except pain and destruction. Void of any emotion. Until she met Camael. Something is changing between them. Pulling them together. Wrenching them from the lives they knew. Chemistry had its own magic.

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