Azrael's Nemesis

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Nemesis POV

A moment of strange silence ensues as I study my parents, and they study me back. I wouldn’t call the silence awkward, because it isn’t. But it also isn’t comfortable.

It’s just… strange.

“Well, s**t,” I whisper, looking between my real mom and dad.

Athe—mom has tears welling in her eyes, and Herm—dad is staring at me with adoration and his head tilted to the side.

“Oh my heavens, you turned out stunning,” mom says, looking me up and down with nothing less than adoration.

“Thank you,” I murmur, not knowing what to say in response.

“Damn, we did a good job,” dad says, looking at me with pride.

Before I can say anything, Athena steps forward and wraps me into a hug. It takes less than a second for me to wrap my arms around her and return her embrace, my eyes welling up with tears.

I’m hugging my mom for the first time.

Azrael POV

“He did what?” I snap, ready to tear Ares’s head off.

“He’s in a shitty place, Azrael. He hates mount Olympus because so many of us are mated, and he just…isn’t.

I rake a hand through my hair.

“That doesn’t give him the right to hurt Nemesis!”

“He didn’t mean to hurt her. He’s lonely, and has a very quick temper. Wait until he gets his hands on his own mate, and he’ll get better. For now, I’m having her train with Artemis,” Zeus says with finality, leaving no room for argument and walking out of my mansion. I let out a sigh.

Why the f**k would Ares hurt Nemesis? I understand that he’s having a difficult time, but that gives him zero right to come after my girl.

My girl.

Mine.

God, I love calling her that. I love having such a primal and set-in-stone ownership over another being.

I head directly to my office, deciding I may as well get some work done. In the last few years I’ve invested in multiple businesses on earth so that I have something to pass my time with. Although Mount Olympus is amazing, my end goal is just to live on Earth with Nemesis. Travel the world with her, show her everything there is to see…

I need her.

Being away from her is…simply put…horrid. I want her on my lap, by my side, in my arms at all times.

Shaking my head, I pour myself a glass of scotch and start sorting through files.

Who’d have thought the angel of death would be running human businesses from Greek heaven?

After about an hour I hear the front door open and close, and set down my work.

My baby’s home.

Nemesis POV

Mom and dad are surprisingly…cool. Especially for gods as old as the earth itself. They’re pretty technologically advanced, and are very with the times.

Talking with them was lovely.

As I walk back into my house…I let out a deep sigh.

What has my life become?

I live on f*****g mount Olympus, and have the angel of death as my soulmate. Where did that come from?

Raking a hand through my hair, I feel a tear drop onto my cheek. s**t. I do not want to be crying like a little b***h right now. I don’t want Azrael to see me weak like this.

“Baby?” I hear Azraels voice ring out through the entryway. Wiping away my tear I turn to see him standing in front of the living room.

Before I can comprehend what I’m doing, I’ve already closed the distance between us and am pressing my lips to his. Azrael’s momentary surprise quickly morphs into passion. I find myself scooped up in Azrael’s arms, and being carried towards the bedroom. His lips stay locked deeply with mine as he lowers me onto the soft material of our bed, hovering above.

“You’re so unbelievably gorgeous,” he whispers, staring deep into my eyes for a moment before ripping my shirt in two.

I let out a small squeal. Damn, his dominance is a f*****g turn on.

We both hastily take off each others clothing until we’re wearing nothing, and I’m staring at his massive c**k.

How the f**k am I going to fit him inside of me?

Without warning I suddenly feel Azrael’s hot mouth clamp around my right n****e, and begin sucking. I can’t help the guttural groan that escapes from between my lips, which only encourages for him to suck harder and nip.

He shifts me so that he’s holding my hands above my head, and switches to the next n****e.

“So perfect,” he mutters, sucking so hard that I actually think my word is going to shatter.

“Are you ready to take me, baby?” he asks, removing his mouth from my n*****s. I’m in a euphoric daze, and unable to function properly. So I simply nod.

I feel Azrael’s finger start to slide through my folds, causing me to let out a groan.

Azrael lets go of my hands, however an invisible force…what feels like two invisible hands keep mine shackled above my head.

This gives him the perfect opportunity to move down my body, and flick out his tongue to tease me.

“s**t,” I quiver, feeling my whole body tremble.

“Jesus f*****g Christ, baby, you taste amazing,” he says continuing to lick and build me.

Just as I’m starting to reach my peak, however, he pulls back. I let out a small noise of protest, but it immediatey turns into a scream when I feel Azrael full penetrate me in one thrust.

I’ve always heard about the pain being unbearable, but it really isn’t that bad. It’s only a small pinch, followed up with the most excruciatingly incredible pleasure possible.

Azrael thrusts in and out of me at an unreasonable pace, and I can feel him start to throb inside of me.

“I’m not able to get you pregnant until we’re mated, so I’m shooting my seed deep inside of you,” he growls. I nod my head deliriously, unable to protest to anything he says with my impending orgasm threatening to rip through my at any moment.

Azrael flips me around so that I’m on my hands and knees and thrusts back into me, reaching his arm around and starting to slowly rub circles into my clit.

“Don’t come until I say,” he growls in my ear, and the command itself has my p***y fluttering.

“Ah! Can I come?” I moan out, feeling helpless under the onslaught of sensation.

“No. Hold it.”

Hold it? How the f**k does he expect me to hold it with how good he’s making me feel?

“Azrael, I can’t,” I choke out.

His thrusts speed up, as do his fingers, and he leans into my ear—issuing the single command that has my body going up into flames.

“Come for me, Nemesis.”

With a scream I feel my orgasm wash over me, at the same time the Azrael shoots his semen deep inside of me.

Breathless, I slump over onto the bed.

Damn, I don’t think I can even move!

Azrael lets out a low chuckle, rolling me over and kissing me on my lips.

“Good girl.”