Divinity: Immolation: Book Three (The Divinity Saga) (11 page)

XIV: Starling

I
had no words. If Cam was trying to impress me with his fighting abilities, strength, knowledge, and this amazing journey throughout the universe, not to mention his kinship with these friendly alien beings, it was definitely working. My feelings for him were becoming more profound, from the very moment when I first began to remember who he was and how I felt about him before I died.

I was enchanted by these beings and I think it was mutual. Even though they didn’t speak words, their spirit and energies were so positive, accepting, and warm, speech wasn’t necessary. The gesture of friendship and acceptance was represented through the giving of the beautiful dark purple and blue flower to me. Its scent was light, laced with an exotic sweetness that I’ve never smelled before, so I had nothing to compare it to and the after effect was really relaxing.

After acquiring a basket of fruits that Cam cleverly bargained for with the stones and gems we collected, we moved on to find somewhere to clean up. We were both allowed access to shower in an underground grotto, beneath a fine misting cavern, which served as a communal shower. Killing two birds with one stone, and given the fact that we were the only ones currently present, we showered…together.

Out of respect, we maintained G rated behavior of light kissing, though we managed to steal a few well-placed, playful, and flirtatious gropes back and forth.

Cam conjured up a change of clothing for himself, and magically dry-cleaned mine while we finished up. I was willing to make a grateful exception for his use of magic in achieving that.

Once we were all
cleaned and changed; him now in dark, casual slacks and a loose-fitting button down baby blue dress shirt, which looked exceptionally good on him, and me back in my field wear, we began to stroll through town, hitting up a clothing shop.

I was instantly pulled in by a deep rose colored gown. It could have probably passed for a nightgown or maybe even fancy lingerie, I supposed. Either way, it was an absolutely gorgeous off the shoulder dress of shimmering, flowing, chiffon-like material; all falling in graceful asymmetrical waves that ended at the
long trailing hem in the back.

“I already know it will be incredibly stunning on you, so try it on.” Cam whispered into my ear.

“It might not fit. It was made for their women, meaning three arm holes instead of two.”

“You’re as petite as they are. I’d be surprised if it didn’t fit perfectly. I can simply get rid of the extra a
rm hole if you really like it.”

“Well, I can’t keep it on or with me for that matter.” I quickly reminded out loud, more to myself than him. The reasons were obvious.

He sighed and gave me a weary smirk. “If you want it, it’s yours. I’ll keep it for you, so try the damn dress on already.”

I grinned and chewed my lip. I felt like a girl let loose at the mall with a credit card. The whole high of the shopping experience and new clothes was surprisingly something that I still had in me. I did want that dress. I’d be the first of any human girl or guy on Earth to have something made by beings of a whole other planet. What the hell.

It fit like a glove, especially around my breasts and my waist in particular, and one side hung teasingly off my bare shoulder. The material was incredibly light and soft, caressing my body like a whisper of air all around me.

Cam’s eyes began to glow with both desire and lust the moment I stepped from behind the screen that separated the make-shift changing area from the main room. I instantly felt it hit me below the waist, spreading warmly down into my legs.

I bit my lip, followed by a soft sigh.
“Not here!”
I communicated to him telepathically.

Cam only smirked devilishly. “It’s practically see-through. We’ll take it.” He wasted no time offering a handful of black opals and diamonds to the shop owner, who graciously accepted the stones for the dress.

As if our date couldn’t get any more romantic, our last stop appeared to be…a beach. Well, it was close enough. The colors, like in the spirit realm, were more vibrant and non-conforming, meaning the water was pink yet crystal clear and the sky was a brilliant pastel purple and yellow color.

There was a giant clear sphere or crystal hanging in the sky with several light sources reflected from within its center, casting unique colors across the pearl-like white sand. Was that supposed to be the sun or a source of light or energy? Whatever it was— or this planet was…it was beautiful. Raw and untouched, it was nature in repose as it was supposed to be. Calm, relaxing, and breath-taking.

The beach, or at least this part of the beach, was completely barren of any being or animal, which I found peculiar. A small table, canopied beneath a set of palm leafed trees and accompanied by candlelight, had obviously already been pre-set up before our arrival. Cam completed the entire set-up with the basket of fruit he acquired through trade.

“I don’t even know what to say…” I began as I turned to face Cam, who was already naked and prominently— at full salute, just like in the misting grotto. Amorous and an intense libido weren’t even the words for him but I wasn’t complaining about it.

His flawless body was beyond magnificent. Every appendage and organ was proportionately well-muscled.

“Say you’ll stop driving me crazy and start undressing already.” Cam quipped.

I smiled, willfully obliging. “Is this an inhabited planet?” I asked, shimmying out of each piece of my field wear after ditching my cloak.

“Only by animals but they’re all tame. I’d love you show you around but if I’m going to get you back in a matter of a few hours, I’d rather be doing other things.” He grinned.

“I thought we were going to be eating first.”

“More like, during.”

I flashed a naughty smile, “That’s…really kinda kinky.”

“Good food stimulates euphoric senses, pair it with arousal, and love-making becomes an incredibly erotic experience.”

“Oh. I never thought about it that way.” I swallowed, my pulse picking up speed as more of his lust passion warmed over and through me.

“How do you remember where these places and planets are?” I then asked.

I squealed, instantly naked, all of my clothes—vanquished. Cam had abruptly and impatiently stripped me of the last of my remaining cloth barriers using magic. “You talk entirely too much, Starling.” He smirked.

Now completely nude, Cam scooped me up into his arms and his mouth nearly devoured mine, definitely to shut me up. His tongue darted into my mouth hungrily and the delicious explosion of being penetrated and explored orally, made me coo and moan deeply into his mouth. The fervor in his kiss, along with everything that I’ve experienced with him up until now, set bot
h my heart and my body on fire.

Suddenly—I wanted to be the one in control this time, not that I had any idea of what to do or how to do it, but I certainly wanted to try. I kissed him hard both raunchy and fueled by passion, but somehow his eager and probing tongue managed to dominate mine every time.

As if he’d read my intentions, he began to lower himself to the

ground, his hands on my hips as he began to ease b
ack, ending up flat on his back with me straddled on top of him. I could physically tell by his eager submission that this position alone was equally as wanted and thrilling to him. He conveyed that thought, sliding me forcefully over his hardened shaft and I gasped and quivered at the amount of pleasure derived from a single stroke of skin to skin contact.

He rose up, taking in each of my breasts hungrily, teasing and tasting each nipple expertly. The sensation was erotically explosive, and I didn’t want him to stop, almost giving that control back to him.

I pushed him back, forcing him to lay and be still as I began to work my way down, planting soft, suckling kisses along his chiseled jaw and smooth throat. He moaned deeply, his hands stroking, exploring, and massaging my entire body as his hips flexed and writhed teasingly beneath me.

My tongue glazed a hot, wet path down and in between the chiseled planes and curving ripples of hard muscles in his chest and stomach. His skin was soft, hot, and smelled incredibly inviting; like inhaling a potent drug that lowered any inhibitions, while wildly fe
eding my lust at the same time.

It was as if was no longer in control of my own actions and body. I slid down even further, stopping face to face with his flawless and impressive girth, the source of both his pleasure and mine.

He arched his hips upward with a deep groan of pleasure, his fingers gripping and tangled up in my curls once I encircled my hand around him, my fingertips far from meeting my thumb. His skin near fiery and he was both trembling and throbbing eagerly once I slowly lowered my head with mouth wide open.

X
V: Cam`ael

T
he sudden eagerness and the amount of lust emanating from Starling’s body was a generous surprise that fed my own sexual hunger. Her ardor was much stronger than it had been the first time we made love, which made me a tad nervous, given her out of control hallowed fire.

When she moaned into my mouth, it sent an intense jolt of pleasure straight into my groin, hardening my already pulsing and petrified erection, which ached painfully to be inside of her again.

I wasn’t used to this.

I was an Incubus. It was my job to please and both give, as well as take pleasure from, but she was slowly yet fervently taking full control. The heat of her power, the very source of her essence began to warm her skin immediately. I tensed and braced myself, half expecting her to spontaneously ignite once again.

Well, at least I’ll die with a big smile on my face if anything, I thought to myself.

Something told me that we wouldn’t quite make it to the table, let alone eat anything. The more she kissed me…no—sucked on my mouth and my tongue ravishingly, it was as if she were desperately trying to taste my very soul.

Her enthusiasm both controlled and guided her hands to work hungrily over my back and my arms, raking her nails gently against my scalp, and then clasping my hair between her fingers.

So, she wanted complete control huh? As risky as it might be, I’d give it to her.

Continuing to be kissed deep and wildly by her, I let go of her legs, pulling them around my waist as I eased myself down to the soft sand.

With my hands around her hips, I slid her back slowly, tensing with teeth clenched in pure ecstasy once the wet heat of the softness between he
r legs glided over my shaft.

I
groaned, biting my lip as I rose up to take in a single luscious, soft breast. She cried out, gripping onto my hair as her body trembled. The scent and taste of her skin was addictively delectable and exquisite.

She pulled away, arching her back as a pleasurable half gasp, half wail escaped her throat. I didn’t think giving any female this kind of control over me would turn me on as much as it was now, but I know it had to do with the
fact that I loved her so much.

The visual of seeing her beautiful body poised over me, marveling at and stroking her breasts, and teasing her hardened nipples, was quickly pushing me closer to the edge of an all- out turbulent and volcanic orgasm.

My eyes began to glow brightly, and if she understood the connection by now, she’d stop teasing me by simply grinding her sex against me.

Where she was going, the further she worked her way down my body, began to make me quiver and lose all of my own control. The moment she grasped me into her small, soft hand, I could already feel the rapid buildup of my climax being coaxed to the surface. And once she took as much of me as she could into her mouth, it was all over with. I would end up drowning her and she would choke if I didn’t have her stop now. I planned to return the favor eagerly, right after fulfilling this urgent need first.

I pulled her back up onto me in one fluid motion, unable to wait any longer. Once she was straddled over me again, I reached down to hold myself upright while pressing her hips aggressively down onto me and sliding my tip into her heat.

She tensed, forcing me back down and moving my hand away to take back the control that I almost denied her of in my aching lust.

I obliged obediently, grasping onto her hips as she guided me into her slowly herself.

Tilting my head back, I closed my eyes in extreme rapture as she began to impale herself onto me. She felt soft, hot, slippery…and still incredibly tight.

“Starling.” I mumbled through clenched teeth, moaning deep with relief. I wondered if I would be able to slip the essence and power of my lust into her at the same time, the way I normally interacted with women to derive pleasure. Would I be pushing it? Would I even be able to?

Even though a part of me was already growing inside of her now, and we now shared a telepathic connection as a result, that wouldn’t be a good idea especially since her aura was already tainted with my presence as it is.

She was taking her time. Resisting the urge to hold her in place by grabbing her hips and arching my pelvis upwards to sheath myself entirely into her in one complete thrust, was maddening.

I was on the verge of a full-on, hardcore orgasm once she settled fully onto me. It couldn’t be helped. It would be the first of several for me anyway, which was common.

As soon as she began to roll and grind her hips, I exploded in a furious release.

Again, instantly the heavens opened up before me behind my eyes. It was a remnant of what I remembered but still I recognized it.

The vision of billions of stars, all forming one uniform body nearly brought tears to my eyes.

I held onto Starling tightly as she shuddered with me, crying out as my orgasm sparked and ignited hers immediately thereafter. I continued to pump her from underneath as her body spasmed, rocked, and quivered in my hands.

It was then, that another vision opened up before me.

This was new.

The image was of a lush, green landscape, and both myself and Starling standing on a gently rolling hill, facing a bountiful glade full of vibrant trees, bushes, and colorful flowers. The field began to spread before me like a painting coming to life. Where was this place and why were we here? Was this a vision of things yet to come? I used to receive visions all of the time as an Angel, but rarely as a Fallen.

The picturesque image began to zoom in like a camera lens coming in for a close up, and my view slowly began to rise and pan around our forms. Once I got closer, I gasped in surprise and pleasant elation. Starling looked the same. She was as beautiful as ever with her full, long curls shining and blowing gently in the breeze. I appeared…different. Different in a distinct way that I couldn’t really pinpoint. There was somethin
g missing, aside from my wings.

We were each holding an infant, looking down at the sleeping tiny bundles in our arms with deep adoration.

Babies.

Twins.

Starling was pregnant with twins!

In this precise moment in time, my already intense love for her grew tenfold. Holding her close, skin to skin during the pinnacle of both of our climaxes, immediately began filling me with the very thing that I have been longing to know, understand, have, and feel since my fall from heaven.

Experiencing this sudden bond with Starling, I understood the magnificent power of what love between humans represented and meant. She was going to bear and become the mother of my children. I would crawl on my belly through hot coals, poisoned thorns, or over razor sharp glass from one end of the earth to the other.

I would challenge and fight to defend her from every source and abomination of darkness, including Morning Star himself. I would search each and every galaxy and planet to find her favorite flower, and I would sacrifice my very soul and being a thousand times over in a heartbeat, if it meant that she and my children would live.

Thank you Elohim.

I cherished this…cherished Starling and my children to be, with every ounce, fiber, and molecule of my being. Burying my face into her silken and fragrant curls, I felt the need to weep. Her body trembled against mine, her heart thumped animatedly beneath her breasts as another orgasm p
umped more of my seed into her.

The surge of my climax made her stiffen; her thighs clamping tightly around mine as she cried out. I clenched my teeth, tensing and shivering at the tremendous pleasure that went way beyond the connection of our flesh. I will never let her go and I will never hurt her.

Embracing her beautiful face in my hands, my eyes began to glow brightly once again as I leaned in to kiss her obsessively. When we finally gasped for air, breaking from the deep kiss, my fingers slipped gently into her curls and I pulled her face closer to mine. I gazed deeply into the sapphire depths of her eyes. “I love you.” I whispered in a low, rasp of breath.

I was amorously compelled to verbalize the words instead of saying them telepathically.

This is what Adam shared with Eve every time he held her in his arms and she looked into his eyes, whenever they made love. It’s what every male, human or otherwise felt for the women they were willing to fight and die for. Love was the ultimate power, and power like this could not be broken, infiltrated, or destroyed by any thread of darkness.