“No!” She cried out, rolling him to his back with a strength that hadn’t been there before. Straddling his waist, she pressed him to the floor by his shoulders.
“Katia, it’s happening again. I shouldn’t have let it go this far!” he shouted in panic.
Ignoring Luc’s plea for reason, Katia leaned down and fused their lips anew, stoking the fire back to a raging conflagration. She shimmied down his body, and her hand slid down his stomach to the waistband of his jeans. Luc tried to free his mind from the lust-filled fog, but quickly lost the battle as her hand closed around him, stroking his cock. It had grown so hard it was more like a titanium rod than flesh.
“Whatever you do, don’t stop,” he pleaded in broken tones.
Katia worked his length from root to tip as Luc writhed beneath her. Spears of pleasure were lancing up and down his spine as he grew closer to release. He’d been with many humans and demons over the centuries, but nothing had prepared him for what he felt with Katia, and he hadn’t even penetrated her yet. She was fire and ice, human but immortal, pure of heart but passionate and debauched.
Leaning over his check, Katia licked her way to the sigil over his heart. As her tongue swept over the design he came violently, great spasms wracking his body, bucking Katia as she perched above him. He cried out her name. The first time that had ever happened. Gathering her in his arms, Luc drew her to his side. She nestled her head on his shoulder and rested one hand lightly on his chest. The gesture was so gentle and loving he felt his heart constrict. He wasn’t deserving of moments like these, but he was a greedy bastard and would take it. He rested his hand over hers.
As they lay together on the floor, Luc realized he could never let her go. He would find a way to protect her. He’d planned on walking away and letting Sergei win her heart, but that was impossible now. There was no way he could bear the thought of her with another man, he’d kill the bastard. Luc had to admit that he liked Sergei...grudgingly, though it killed him that there was someone in the world who knew her better than he did. That would change though; they had forever after all.
Luc was roused from his musings as Katia stirred, propping herself on her elbow to look at him. He reached up and brushed her hair back out of her eyes…eyes that had gone back to normal. Glancing down at her arms he saw that the blackness had once again receded. He breathed a sigh of relief and sank back down on the floor, throwing an arm over his eyes.
“I told you not to worry,” Katia said as she poked his chest playfully. “I don’t know how, but I know it’s not going to hurt me.”
Luc peered at her from under his arm. “I’m going to find a way to stop it. I don’t want to put your safety at risk.”
“Sure, if that’ll make you feel better, but I don’t want you freaking out anymore, it’s kind of a buzz-kill.” She smiled.
Luc rolled his eyes and chuckled. “Well, you managed to storm the castle this time. And I’m glad you did. That was ...”
“…amazing.” They said in unison. Katia smiled so brightly at him he felt like he was looking at the sun. Luc suddenly he noticed that he was returning her smile. Weird. He hadn’t smiled this hard in eons...his cheeks had begun to ache.
Luc felt a peace wash over him that had been absent for so many centuries he’d forgotten the feeling. Katia's fingers traced lightly over his sigil, drawing the pattern over and over again, spelling his name in angelic symbology on his flesh.
“Luc?”
“Mhmmm,” he murmured drowsily.
“It’s gotten lighter again. Your Sigil — it’s more golden.”
Cracking open his eyes, he glanced down at his chest. His Sigil was shimmering here and there with gold patches, and the dark spidering veins were shorter and less pronounced. “Wow,” he breathed incredulously. “It hasn’t looked like that in a very long time.”
“Why do you think it’s changing now?” Katia asked as she rested her palm back on his chest.
“I’m not sure, but I have a feeling you’re chasing away the darkness,” Luc replied.
Katia laughed, it was music to his ears. “Amor vincit omnia.” she said softly.
“What was that?” Luc asked, as she snuggled against him.
“I don’t know,” Katia replied with a yawn. “It just popped into my head. But I need a nap. You do good work, sir.”
As he listened to her breathing even out and deepen, Luc laid back and pondered her words. She clearly had no idea what she’d said, but Luc did. The words Katia had spoken were Latin…love conquers all.
Chapter Twenty-Four
The week that followed was absolutely perfect. Well, as perfect as it could be hiding in a demon's apartment in actual hell. Weird as the situation was, She wouldn’t have traded it for anything in the world. Katia and Luc had talked about everything and nothing, they’d laughed and been serious, they’d bared their scars. Whatever he’d been, whatever he’d done, Katia knew Luc was good man at his core. Some of his confessions had shocked her, but the pain in his eyes had been real. He had blood
