Dark Angel Part 13 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 13

... “You named him Gareth. I heard you mention that on Rhylos.” A bit of disappointment shown in his eyes. “So he was born wingless?” Ashriel’s parents snorted in disgust. Garethiel glared at them and stood a bit taller. His eyes began to shimmer, “It matters not. I have a son,” he said to them. For a moment, Ashriel felt pity for him. For their parents, the purity of their Seraphian blood was everything. “He had one wing,” Anniel said. Garethiel paled, gaping at her. “One?” Their mother began murmuring to their father that the bastard child couldn’t be Garethiel’s. Their blood was too strong to produce a defective Seraph. After all, they’d produced Ashriel, proving that their blood was still very pure. Garethiel scowled at their parents at the mention of Ashriel being the only proof of their blue blood. He looked back at Anniel. “A one-winged Seraph? Cyneolle, the notorious cyborg from Rhylos?” “Yes. Cyneolle is your son.” He wiped the blood from under his nose, looking away pensive. When he looked back up, his eyes were hard. “Why didn’t you ever try to let me know?” “How?” Anniel spat. Garethiel laughed mirthlessly. “Oh, come-now. With all the power you Alpha Angels have I’m pretty damned sure anyone of you could’ve located me if you’d really wanted to.” “Actually,” Seth interrupted, “we didn’t want to.” Ashriel bit the inside of his bloody cheek to keep from smirking. Garethiel’s scowl grew. “Why not? If I was really the father I had a right to know.” “Not after the way you ...

... left her, you prick,” Seth growled. “Son,” Antaria snapped. “Are you going to let these people continue to insult you in your own home? Throw them out.” His mother’s words cut him to the quick, but then her lack of maternal warmth shouldn’t have surprised him. Garethiel held up his hand. “No.” He licked his lips gazing at his boots before looking back up at Anniel. Ashriel stiffened looking at his repentant expression. He’d never ever seen that expression on his brother’s face…well except for the time he’d caught a bad case of space herpes and made Ashriel swear never to tell their parents. “I was really young and arrogant…and cocky.” He swallowed. “I’m sorry I hurt you, Anniel. I know there’s nothing I can say to erase all the shit you must’ve gone through, but…I’m really sorry I acted like such an ass.” Ashriel’s heart sank. His gaze darted to Anniel. Once again he felt…afraid. Afraid she might still, after all this time, feel something for the first love of her life…Garethiel. He gripped her hard when she wrapped an arm around his waist to regard his twin. “I forgave you a long time ago, Garethiel. We were both too young.” “She loves me now,” Ashriel had to say as he caressed her baby bump. “She belongs to me and carries my offspring. I will never abandon her or my chickling—ever.” Garethiel narrowed his eyes, but remained silent. “Ashriel,” Anniel chastised gently. He glowered down at her. “You are mine.” From across the room, Natanael cursed roundly drawing everyone’s ...