Page 30 of The Bell’s Toll (Wanderlust Emporium Presents, Season One)

He pulls out the chair at the head of the table. I pour him a tumbler of his favorite brown liquor. When I turn to head to my seat at the other end of the table, he stops me by grabbing my arm.

“Where are you going?”

I laugh. “To my seat.”

He shakes his head. “No. You know I can’t have you that far away from me.”

He gets up and grabs my plate with the utensils and my glass and places them right beside him. I shake my head, but I don’t argue. Once he places my things down and pours me a glass of wine, he takes his seat. I join him.

We take our time and eat. We talk about random things. With every new thing he tastes, he praises my cooking skills. Before long, dinner is over, and we are in the living room sitting on the floor playing games.

When no one could tell me what Razzy enjoyed doing, I found something I knew he understood. Raziel owned a casino, so I knew he at least liked games. I bought a bunch of board games and cards.

Right now, we are playing crazy eights. My feet are in his lap as I sit beside him but facing him.

“You don’t get tired?”

I’d just found out that angels, demons, forsaken, and fallen don’t sleep. I don’t know why I’m just realizing this.

When I first arrived here, I noticed Razzy never came into my room, although his clothes were in the closet. I initially thought he was sleeping in one of the smaller guest rooms, but I never saw a crumpled bed or anything.

“We don’t get tired. Our bodies don’t require rest. We just keep going.” He tosses down the 2 of spades.

I place my 2 of hearts down. “I can’t imagine not sleeping. Sleeping is my favorite thing to do.” I joke.

“You look so damn good doing it too.”

I chuckle at his compliment.

“Can I ask you a serious question?”

“Always.”

Placing my cards down, I give him my undivided attention. “What made you make that bond with me? I know you said it was to save my life, but couldn’t you just have told my mother no?”

He sets his cards down and turns toward me. He places both his hands on my feet and massages as he seems to think over this question.

“I’ll be honest, my initial reason was to save my ass.”

“How so?”

He’s again quiet as if he’s thinking.

“When I was in the heavens, I was an orphan. Both parents’ soul lights extinguished not long after I was born. Because I had no parents, I was raised to be a servant. Helping the other high-ranking angels when they needed assistance. Since I held no real importance, others often overlooked me.

“One day, an archangel asked me to run an errand for him. The job was simple. I was to take a message to the angel Khalid, the general of the army. While I was there, a few of the soldiers thought it would be fun to use me as target practice. I was a lot smaller than a lot of them.”

He gets a faraway look on his face as if he’s reliving the moment.

“What happened?” I ask bringing him back to me.

He shakes his head before looking back at me.

“While I was cowering in the dirt trying to protect myself from arrows, Khalid appeared. He was always so large to me. A man that walked into a room, and every eye turned to him. That day, he punished the soldiers who had bullied me and practically took me under his wing. He taught me to fight even though it was beyond my station. He treated me as if I were his family.”

His eyes go distant, and he fades off again.

“After the war, I was sent to the underworld prison. For a long time, I was angry with Khalid. I felt betrayed by him. While I was stewing in my anger and lost, I caught the eye of a beautiful princess. She was the daughter of a forsaken duke. I fell for her hard and fast.”

I try to ignore the sudden bout of jealousy that curls in my stomach.

“When she asked to form the mate-bond with me, I followed her blindly. Again, I was just searching for that family and connection that I had with Khalid.

“Not long after we formed the bond, I figured out why she wanted it. Her father had found out that Khalid was looking for me. He was in negotiation with the king of the forsaken for my release.

“The same day I found out I was being released from the underworld was the same day I found out my mate had plans for me to kill Khalid. Something she could have made me do with the bond.”

He stops rubbing my feet. I remove them from his lap and tuck them under my butt.

“How did you get out of it?”

He licks his lips and shakes his head.

“I made a deal with an angel. Only the person who placed the bonds can break them. The only way around it is to have a more powerful being sever the connection. However, something like that requires permission and a debt that is so heavy most wouldn’t even attempt it.”

“But you were desperate.” I could see the guilt on his face.

He nods. “I made the deal with the angel. She took my blood and the little bit of soul light I had left and tied it to a bell. Any time she rang that bell, I had to run to her and do her bidding. I lived for over a thousand years in pure hell. The things she wanted me to do.” He shakes his head.

“Around the 1700s, she went silent. I didn’t find out why until the day your mother summoned me with that broken bell.”

This is news to me and leaves me with more questions.

“How did my mother get that bell?”

“I don’t know, and I really don’t care,” he says.

“All I know is that she had used up the very last request. When she asked me to heal you, I was more than willing. But I knew that by her using that last request, eventually Uriah would find out and become pissed. And the only thing she had over me was replacing the bond I had with Abrigia. So, when I saw you lying in that incubator, fighting for your life, I saw an opportunity to save myself.”

“So, the bond was just to save yourself.”

I won’t lie; hearing that did kind of hurt. He didn’t bond with me because he saw potential, or because he felt a connection. He did it to keep his ex from causing him to kill his king.

He grabs my hand, pulling me off the ground and over to him. I straddle his lap.

“Look at me,” he demands. I oblige.

“None of this shit is by chance. Yes, I went to that incubator intending to save my ass, but I saw something that day. I’d gone a long time without my light, the part of me that made me an angel.

When you looked at me, I saw that light in your eyes.

Looking at you felt like home, like peace.

I realized then that you were the one for me. ”

A tear falls from my eyes. Everything he said resonated with me. Despite being confused and scared that day at my wedding, the moment I laid eyes on him I felt that connection. It was like for the first time I could breathe. Like I’d been underwater for so long and had finally surfaced.

Seeing him felt like I was being saved after years of captivity. I didn’t understand it then, but now that I’ve been with him for so long, I get it.

“I love you,” I say as I stare down into his face.

He looks down between us and takes a deep breath. When he looks back up at me, his eyes are pitch black.

“Say it again,” he begs.

I chuckle. “I love you, Razzy.”

He wraps his hands around my waist. “I am utterly and irrevocably in love with you, Nasiah. You are my world.”

I cup his face between my palms and place my lips on his. He swipes his tongue against the seal of my mouth. I open it for him. His tongue flicks at mine before he sucks it into his mouth. The deeper our kiss goes, the tighter his hold on me gets.

He bites my bottom lip before releasing me. My hips squirm in his lap. The imprint in his sweatpants feels like an iron pole pressed against my ass.

His hand moves up my hip to my rib cage and then it’s in my hair. He yanks my head back and latches his lips onto my neck, sucking the flesh into his mouth.

I rock against his lap as if I’m riding his cock. I didn’t want any panty lines under my dress, so I went without. Now, I’m making a mess in his lap with my wetness.

He growls as I imagine he feels how wet I am. He reaches for the straps of my dress and yanks them down my arms. My large breasts spill out over the top. He sucks one puckered peak into his mouth.

I cry out at how good it feels. His hot, wet mouth sucking at my sensitive skin. The way my straps sit snug on my shoulders slightly constrict my arms from lifting. Raziel lets go of the first tit and goes to the second one. I continue to grind on his lap.

With one hand still in my hair, he uses the other to grip my ass. He moves his mouth from my breast up my neck to my chin, where he runs his tongue over it.

“Take me out, Nasiah. I need to feel you.”

Reaching behind me. I lift a little to find the waist of his sweats. I quickly stick my hand inside and grab hold of his thick length. Pulling him out, I stand him up straight. While locking eyes with him, I line him up to my opening. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly lower myself onto his cock.

“Oooohhh,” I whimper as he makes room inside me.

He smacks my ass. “Stop playing and sit on this dick like it belongs to you.”

I do as he asks, moving a little faster. I slide further down him until I’m fully seated.

Placing my feet flat on the ground, my hands on his shoulder, I bounce. Damn, he feels so good. Raziel grabs my dress and snatches it over my head.

I don’t think I’ve ever been with a man who has loved my body as much as he does. I’m pretty sure if no one else were here, Raziel would prefer me to walk around naked all day. The way he takes his time to kiss every inch of me. Every roll, and every stretch mark gets equal attention.

He grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them open as he helps guide me up and down his length.

My moans and whimpers are a chorus to the sound of our bodies. Before I know it, I’m rolled over on my back, my legs over his shoulders as he reaches for the depths of me.

“Uhhhh, Razzy,” I scream as my nails dig into his forearms.

“Every fucking inch of you is mine. Do you hear me?”

“Yes, fuck yes,” I scream when he touches a place inside me I’ve never felt before.

My first orgasm rears its head. My toes curl, my legs shake, and my head tosses from side to side.

“I feel it, Beauty. You’re about to give me what I want. I can feel this pussy getting tighter and wetter.”

His stroke game slows up, but the depth doesn’t change. He moves slowly but deep. My kitty is gushing around him.

“Ooooh. Oooh. Yes,” I whimper out.

“Give it to me. Cum on this cock.”

Like a trained slut, I do exactly what he says. I shoot off like a rocket into outer space. I soak his shirt and the band of his sweats with my cum. He doesn’t stop or pull out. Instead, while still buried in me, he grabs me up off the floor. I wrap my legs around him.

We’re standing in the middle of the living room, his lips pressed to mine, and his hands cupping my ass.

“Let me show you how this pussy makes me feel. Do you trust me?” he asks.

I nod. “Yes.”

He grins right before his wings spring from his back.

“Hold on to me, baby.”

I wrap my arms tightly around his neck. When I get that icy feeling I always get when we step into the void, I shut my eyes.

“Open your eyes.”

I do as directed, and immediately a scream comes out. We are flying through the air. The chilly wind brushes against my naked skin.

“Raziel,” I shout.

“Shhh, I've got you. I will never let harm come to you,” he says in my ear. “Look around, take this in.”

We are so high in the sky that everything looks like darkness underneath me. That falling feeling in my stomach is a lot less intense than when I first opened my eyes.

“The feeling you have right now, being in the clouds looking down at the world,” he says, causing me to look into his black eyes. “Is how I feel when I’m in your presence. It’s as if I’m as close to the heavens as I can be.”

His words cause another flutter in my chest. I kiss him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth.

Suddenly, he moves, pushing his length in and out of me. Damn, I forgot for a second we were even doing this. As his wings flap to keep us up, he grips my ass and lifts me up off his length and then back down.

I moan, closing my eyes. Raziel readjusts me, placing my thighs over his arms as he holds my waist. This man’s strength is phenomenal. He lifts me faster and faster as he chases his nut. It feels so good; I hold my head back, letting his neck go, and lock my feet under his ass.

“That’s it, Beauty. Fuck, you’re so perfect.” He grits out.

I toss my hands out as if I’m floating all while rocking my hips, fucking him back. He raises one leg higher, placing it on his shoulder as he tilts my body at an angle. I scream as he picks up pace.

“I’m never letting you go. Till the end of time, you’re mine.”

“All yours.” I cosign.

My second orgasm builds. For a girl that never got one, having multiple in one session is incredible. The eruption starts at my toes and moves up my body, sending me further into euphoria.

I scream his name as my body spasms.

“Fuck,” Raziel roars as he lifts me up. I lock my arms behind his head as I continue to leak my cum down his balls.

He wraps his wings around us like a blanket, sealing his lips to mine. His semen fills my womb like a warm bath. We plummeted. Before I can scream, we land on something soft.

When I open my eyes, we are back in the penthouse on the bed. He lifts, while looking down in my face.

“Are you okay? Did I scare you?” he asks with genuine concern on his face.

I shake my head. “That was beautiful.”

He smiles. “I meant what I said. It’s you and me forever.”

I place a hand on his cheek and kiss his lips. He immediately grows hard inside me again.

That night, Razzy and I made love for hours. It wasn’t until my body shut completely down and put me to sleep that he let me rest. I’ve never felt better.