She licked her lips. “Thank you.”
“Now tell me how you fend him off.” I jerked my hips back and forth, enjoying the slick warm place and how it felt on my shaft.
“I don’t know.”
“Start from the beginning. He enters your head. Do you feel his presence, perhaps the way I feel it?”
I pounded her faster. The windows shook. “Open your eyes and speak, Julia,” I ordered.
She did and fisted my hair, blinking a few times. “I don’t know what to tell you.” Her breasts bounced with my thrusts. “When you were… When we were…”
“Sex. It is called sex. The act of pleasure and, in our case, procreation. There is nothing awkward or embarrassing about it. Try to articulate your words.”
“Procreation?”
“Stay on the topic.”
“It’s kind of hard to stay on Lucy when you keep dropping baby bombs.”
“Lucy?” I smiled. “I like the name you gave him. He will hate that, so that is what I will call him from now on. Back to the topic on hand.” My seed was ready now.
“I’d like to talk about procreation,” she said, breaths coming out in pants.
“What of it?”
“Many things. For starters, I don’t believe I know how to be a mom.”
“Only moms know that, and you didn’t have an issue with anything this morning.”
“Because it’s hard to think while you’re all…”
I spread my wings, every feather perfectly aligned so she might look upon me, every muscle in my body tensed. I grabbed her hips with both hands and ground her onto me until Julia really couldn’t speak anymore, only scream my name. Then I thrust and shot my seed inside her. This was how serenity reached me. All-consuming peace washed over me, and I smiled, blissfully happy. Slowly, I folded my wings and opened my eyes to see my entire fleet lined up at the window, wings stretched upward, their eyes aglow.
This morning, I dropped the reflective mirrors, so they couldn’t see inside and they had no idea why I released a power boost. They felt the boost, however, and lined up, likely presuming I was ready to lead them into battle. There might’ve been another quake in the Court, but by now, people would need to get accustomed to it. I would attain serenity from her body whenever I pleased. Often, I presumed. I would seek serenity often.
Julia motioned with her hand. “You see that?” she said. “You’re all-consuming with your presence. I can’t think of anything else.”
I smirked. “I have already improved my skills as a lover, then.”
She laughed, and, with my cock still resting inside her, her channel squeezed me. I began thrusting again.
Julia groaned. “You’re the best lover I’ve ever had. There’s nothing to prove. Can I go back to bed now?”
“You’ve had other lovers?”
Her eyes drifted to the bed, then back to me. “No?”
“No is the correct answer.” I pursed my lips and kept moving inside her. “Perhaps, we can assume that my all-consuming presence makes you forget about Lucy or makes it easier for you to fend him off.” I liked the term she used. Fend him off. I liked all the things she said, did, wore…everything. I liked everything about her. Except scenting my brother’s invasion of her mind, knowing he was likely present during our coupling. Julia meant everything to me. This thought made me violently possessive, and I moved us to sit on the sofa.
Julia squirmed on my lap and uncoupled us. Disappointed, I gave her a blank stare. “No more?”
She tucked my hair behind my ear. “Later. It’s a bit sore down there.”
“Sore is good. No pain, no gain.”
Soft fingertips danced over my cheekbone, lips, jaw.
I circled her with my wings so she wouldn’t get cold. “If Lucy can be fended off when you think of me, people should think of me more often. I will make it mandatory.”
“Demand that people think of you?”
“Of course. Pray for strength, and you shall be granted strength. I have plenty to spare.” I pointed. “Like so.” I dropped my left wing so she could see outside, where the fleet still lingered in the sky, awaiting orders.
Julia turned and gasped. “Oh my God, they saw everything.” Hands covered her breasts, and she balled up on my lap. “What the fuck, Mickey?” She slapped a hand over her mouth. “I didn’t mean to call you that. He calls you that.”
I lifted my wing. “Nobody sees inside my chambers. That’s one. Two, be specific about what he says and how he’s communicating with you.”
“He speaks inside my head and tries to make me do things.”
“You mean you hear him speaking in his own voice that’s telling you to do things, not simply you doing things?”
“That’s right.”
I smirked. “I wonder if he knows this.”
“Knows what?”
“His power over you is dismal. When Lucifer wants a mortal, he consumes them thoroughly with little effort, and the mortal cannot separate their own thoughts or actions from those imposed upon them. This is why the Marked are eliminated. They are completely consumed, so it’s as if Lucifer multiplies himself. Same for angels. Although some do mentally fight him, eventually, most lose.”
“Can I ask something?”
“You need no permission to ask.”
She nodded. “Why can’t he inflict his will on the people who don’t remember?”
“Because this is an infant world, still uncorrupted. It’s the same for children. They’re pure of mind and still in development. A developing mind or world is too new for him to navigate.”
“Children grow and become adults. Does the world not age the same way?”
“Sure it does, and so does Lucifer. He grows more powerful.”
“Won’t he then be able
