Page 46 of Fallen: Darkness Ascending, Vol.1

He huffed. “Picsi said I ‘worry too much.’ I am certain he was far more annoyed by critical thought and questions.”

She chuckled despite herself. “They never could push you around.”

“They did not have to. They had you.”

Silence fell between them, filled by the crashing ocean and hiss of spray.

“Well.” She sighed, turning in place to gaze at the horizon. “I should go, I must discover why I was called. Thank you for leading me out?—”

He lifted his palm skyward. “ I called you.”

“What?”

“I have changed my mind about something.”

She blinked twice. “Speak it.”

“First you speak the reason you seduced me. At the beginning.”

“Uh—”

“Tell me why,” he urged softly. “I have long guessed but want to be sure.”

The emotions which arose were…complex. Seeing that sword reminded of how she had always disliked Indrath’s mother. Her cold demeanor, a lofty and prideful elder wholly unworthy of the love both her son and his father wished to give her.

The Language Keeper was a Tilabil, an ancient guardian, and Indrath was her powerful and talented son who wanted no children of his own, because of her .

“Speak it,” he commanded. “Why did you seduce me?”

“We needed you,” she said honestly. “Even if you and I didn’t create together… I… your magic pushed mine beyond what I could achieve on my own. Such flourishing abundance fed us all before it was too late!”

Indrath smirked. “Even with them? They were not enough?”

She swallowed. “We needed native magic. You were the purest, Indrath, and the strongest. That is why?—”

“I thought so.”

She frowned at his rote satisfaction. “I also relished every time with you, beloved. No other aura blended so well, so deeply with mine on this whole island, even if you withheld a child. I never crossed that boundary, despite pressure from the Trinity to beget from you as well. I know I did not. You must admit that.”

His mouth tightened, his chin dipped as he breathed in, his coloring reflecting more blush than temper. “I admit it. And that is what has changed.”

“Huh?”

What did he just say ?

“I’ve changed my mind.” Indrath turned toward her, eyes upon her. “I called you here because I have had a vision. A child, mine, yours. I would like her… I want her to come to pass.”

The Sovereign angel hovered in the sky. A child? Ours?

Indrath wanted a daughter of his own, rather than taking care of everyone else’s as he’s always done.

“I never thought I would hear this, beloved!” she cried, love and delight making her body shine. “With me?”

A dry smile. “Always with you, Adri.”

Her laughter bubbled out like intoxicating incense. “Your mother would hate to hear you ask me this.”

His smile faltered somewhat but he shrugged bare, beautiful shoulders, reaching up with open hands. “Will you come down?”

Wings stirring the wind, she reached down, fingers grazing his. “Why don’t you come up? We could make her in the sky.”

“I need my feet on the ground.” He stepped forward, leaned in, and caressed her ankle then her foot. Hooking his fingers at the heel, he brought her toes close to kiss.

The contact…

Like skyfire.

“Ohhh,” she crooned, yearning for more. “Indrath. Do you really…?”

“I do.” He took firm hold of her ankle, not too harsh but she wouldn’t drift away on an errant breeze. “Come to me. If you will not come down, then set your thighs upon my shoulders facing me.” His ivory eyes glimmered, his tongue flicking out suggestively. “We will figure it out.”

Pleasure came in many forms, but Creation had always been her favorite.

His hands smoothed along her calves as she descended, touching behind her knees, rising to cup plush hips and giving them a squeeze.

His head now centered at the junction of her thighs, his eyelids drooped as he inhaled.

He pressed his nose and mouth to her shining gold fur as she settled lightly upon his shoulders.

She waited with what patience she could muster, until his tongue darted out and found her pearl.

“ Oh! ”

The Tilabil’s son hadn’t forgotten how she liked it, and he’d overcome his propensity to begin too slowly, to wear out her good patience with his restraint. Indrath attacked her sex with his mouth, forcing a screech of delight.

She squeezed his head between her thighs. “More! Yes, don’t slow d-d… ungh! ”

He’d changed his shape, shifting the surface of his tongue mid-stroke, leaving the lubricating glide in favor of many small ridges. She wanted to grab his ears but could only grip hair at his nape.

Her leg kicked out in reflex before she locked her ankles, her hips squirming on his shoulders. She countered the strain on his balance with an occasional flap of her wings to keep them upright. He didn’t make her wait for that first climax; he strummed it out of her like a frenetic set of strings.

“ Yes! Ahhh, gods, oh! ”

She peaked, drenched his face in her fluid as euphoria overtook her. She thrust against him, squishing puffy netherlips around his mouth and chin in a sloppy, lustful kiss as sensations coasted down close to earth.

Close, without touching it.

“Indrath,” she gasped, opening her thighs to let him breathe.

“Adri…”

She lifted herself just enough to swing her legs from his shoulders to his waist. She clung to him, could feel his naked erection straining between them. At least he’d had the sense to lower his breeches past his ass so she didn’t have to wait.

“Your turn,” she huffed, shifting, rolling, swiftly taking him inside her.

“ A-argh! ” he cried, his beautiful, wet face in shock, fingers digging into her buttocks.

“I know, I know, beloved,” she whispered, hands clasped together at his nape, wings out to aid the lift and thrust as she got his cock fully seated. “It’s always too much at first but gets better after you let go.” She moved against him, gaining rhythm. “Just… let go. Completely .”

His slick mouth softened, forming no words; she dove in for a kiss, tasting herself on him, humping him desperately. He kissed back, hands spreading her buttocks so that a finger could play at her second hole.

She lifted her mouth, tilted her head back and laughed as he held her, his lips and teeth on her neck. He pressed a finger inside, stretching her sphincter while her cunt squeezed him in approval.

“How close are y—?” she asked when she thought he’d stopped, but he’d only paused.

And pushed again.

“Gods, you’re going deep!” she laughed.

“Relax,” he whispered. “You’re tight but I know you can take more.”

Easily .

Breathing out, she stopped fucking him, rested her cheek on his shoulder to enjoy the insistent penetration. She relaxed, yielding to two, perhaps even three, when, the pressure eased unexpectedly, and an unyielding width rushed past her rectum.

She stilled. Not fingers.

Something was lodged in her ass.

“Wh—?”

“ Fuck me , Adri,” Indrath demanded, hands grabbing her, forcing her hips to resume their ride.

Both his hands were free, yet something was still inside her! Her anus wrapped around an object keeping her full.

“Indrath—!” she gasped as he humped aggressively, plowing her squelching hole to reach the precipice.

“ Adri ,” he growled, his aura catching fire around her, seeking to penetrate hers as well.

Yes !

Accepting the ass plug, she opened her magic to him, rutting him to release that precious spray where it would do the most good.

“In my belly,” she urged. “Let go. Come on .”

“ Fuck ,” he gasped. “Yes?—!”

His cock flexed within; he made that oh-so-familiar sound, orgasmed inside her, intending to impregnate her!

At last!

She covered his mouth with hers, drawing on their abundance of magic, submerging herself in it like a hot spring. Pinpoints of heat so small and livid, they felt like tiny shards of ice seeking their way through her divine aura, burrowing their way deeper, ever deeper…

Until two Elf-bloods connected at their core, entwined in essence, in spirit, in a sacred way the other races could never know.

Just let go.

Completely…

No lies could survive here.

No lies…

Only a lie revealed.

Her heart raced like it would outpace the fastest runner as she clung to him, her holes stuffed. Shaken, straightening her arms, she leaned back to stare at him in horror.

“What happened to you?” she whispered.

Indrath caught his breath, bearing more of her weight as he held her tightly.

He smiled. His eyes hadn’t changed but his canines had lengthened; his hair darkened from the brightest red to a shadowy auburn.

Swirling skin settled into only one shade, resembling that of a painful sunburn.

Most disturbing, he possessed wings. Ochre-red and featherless, their leather spread mimicked those of a bat or a Dragon.

Or of the Hells.

“What have they done to you?” she hissed, baring teeth.

“Uradri.” He spoke her full name, shook his head, teasing her with the tips of ten claws on his fingers. “I suppose you do not recall me asking you that same question but say that I did. How would you respond?”

“They didn’t do anything to me. I told you. I chose to rebel.” She pushed back on his shoulders. “I needed to save you! I needed to save everyone .”

Pupilless eyes stared into her as he restrained her, a fiery tinge dancing across the surface. “ Exactly .”

His cock slipped out of her, their mixed fluids wetting her thighs. Panic set in as she smelled the musk, the taint , and coarse hair at odd points along the smooth skin of her legs.

Frigid .

“No, no,” she blurted, shoving back, spreading her wings to break free of him. “ What have you done to yourself ?—!”

Pain!

Uradri yelped as something jerked on her most vulnerable flesh, like teeth or spines catching her by her asshole, threatening to tear her guts out. She fell out of the air, landing hard upon the ground. Nearby, Indrath groaned but added a wry chuckle.

Sand… hard as stone. And cold. As if it had never been warmed by the sun.

An illusion.

“Uradri,” he said again, kneeling beside her. “For your own sake, do not do that again.”