Dark Angel Part 13 - Sex Stories

Dark Angel Part 13

... sucking motion with his lips. “Kaden and Kylen,” Remi’s grin grew. “Kade and Ky for short.” Ashriel nodded. “Perhaps someday he’d see his daughter playing with these boys and the other dragon’s daughters. His daughter would have friends. It made him smile until he remembered he still had business to attend to with Natanael. He needed to confront the reaper on what was on the vid-crystal, but didn’t want to do it near the babies in case he needed to beat the shit out of Naty. They strode out of Remien’s rooms to the end of the hall. A few reapers were playing a holographic video game off to one side of the large room. The other side had a vast array of power guitars hanging on the wall. He assumed they belonged to Zak. Remien dropped onto one of the many plush couches and raised his black boots onto a plastiform table in front of him. Ashriel turned to Natanael and smiled. He crossed his arms over his chest and frowned, his eyes becoming a tad chilly. “What’d you want to talk to me about?” Remien Fyre tensed and lowered his feet when Ashriel reached back and unsheathed his divine sword. Natanael simply stared at him with the same aloof expression until he noticed Ashriel prying the vid-crystal from the hilt of the sword. His face paled. “Ashriel, please…don’t.” Ashriel raised one brow. “Why not?” Natanael gulped. It’s just an old vid. Toss it, man. You’re happy now.” “What’s on this, Natanael?” The reaper’s lips pressed together, his eyes flashing in anger, but he did not ...

... answer. Ashriel stepped closer, holding the crystal in his face. “Tell me,” he hissed. Natanael sneered. “I want nothing to do with this, Ashriel. You want to look at it, go ahead, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Eriel, Abdiel and Reiven walked in just as Ashriel whirled around to stalk to the holo-viewer. He slammed the crystal into the small indentation for vid-crystals and commanded it to project its images. The envirolevel appeared, its lush foliage bathed in silver moonlight. Sobbing drew his attention and the sight of Anniel running through the dense forest had his heart skipping a beat. Lucien gave her chase. “Oh. Fuck,” Remien murmured behind him. Ashriel’s palms began to sweat. Lucien caught up to Anniel. She’d crumpled to the soft looking grass, writing in pain. He approached her carefully, his foot snapping a twig. She turned to him and snarled, baring her fangs. Ashriel felt Remien’s power swelling within the room and pointed his sword at the weredragon’s throat. “Don’t interfere,” Ashriel snarled. Remi frowned, his eyes narrowing, but the bite of power swirling in the room abated. Ashriel turned back to continue to watch the holographic crystal vid. She looked wild, panting, pain evident in her eyes. “Anniel,” he said raising his hands in a placating manner. She growled viciously at him. “Easy, baby. It’s just me. Your sexy blond second in command.” Ashriel wanted to roar in fury. He wanted to yank Lucien away from her, but there was nothing he could do. This was a ...