Hell’s Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (October 2021 )

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Archangel Uriel & Merle's Arc

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His horror of impregnating Merle with the Nephilim babies he had sired because of his carelessness led him into biting at her shoulders hard with his teeth to stop her from producing those arousal-inducing music in his ears.

  Merle yelped and shoved his chest away from her to stare at his inscrutable face. "That hurts, Uriel!" She looked at him like he had gone mad, which he thought he was.  "Please be gentler. You don't bite my shoulder." She whispered as her fingernails curled in his solid chest. "You suck."

"I apologize." He leaned closer and leaned his forearms on either side of her head, keeping her flat on her back. 

"Seriously, Uriel." She insisted, rolling her eyes at him as she endured the painful throbbing of the mark his teeth made.  "This isn't about biting my flesh and leaving marks." 

"I think I saw a  man with a woman. He bit her  in a secluded area and she yelped like you did. " He explained without hesitation, and his face appeared like he didn't regret it, expecting her to say, 'You are right.' 

Yet, he still did it wrong.

Merle dug her fingernails deeper. "Well, I think biting is also included too but you bit too hard that it might have crushed my collarbones."

"I—" "I'm not good at this. We should stop if you wouldn't like what I'm doing." He angled his head at her in concern. "You already thought of me as pathetic." 

Eyes wide, Merle's panic moved through the surface, and she wrapped her hands around his back immediately. "We should start slow. Why don't you hug me?"

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Archangel rolled off her, moved to the side, and faced her to cuddle her hard. He nuzzled her hair while she stroked his broad back. "You are naked as the day that you were made by our Creator."

Merle's cheeks had turned red, and he added, "I like the way you blush."

  "Kiss me more, Uriel." 

Archangel Uriel kissed her deeper, touching her body as if he couldn't get enough of the feel of it.

However, he promised himself that he wouldn't take too much.

  "You are too dangerous for me, Merle." The way Merle touched him while he held her in her arms sent chills down his spine. He should be frightened, but why wasn't he stopping himself from kissing her? He had to control himself.  "You aren't good for me." He narrowed her eyes at her. "Do you want really want me, Merle?"

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  'Archangel. There is no way you could forget about me.' She kept her oath to herself. 'Before you return, I will keep you up all night.'

She was determined to fulfill every fantasy she had with him from when they met as long as Uriel wouldn't penetrate her. 

Uriel felt so hot, and his raw power roared with the lightest of touch.

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"What is with that mysterious smile?" 

"Nothing." Merle pursed her lips to hide her smile. "I can't believe you are asking me now." I told  you it didn't matter." 

Sighing, that made her wonder even more, but this wasn't the time. 

"After tonight, Merle.  Don't ever change. Even if we separate, you are still mine. Even if you decided to be with another man after I leave,  you are still mine. You belong to me. You are not the only one who don't want to forget this thing between us but I can tell you that I will love you from afar.  I apologize for hurting you earlier. It's the only method that I know to set you free. To free you from this binding— a binding that wasn't supposed to be there in the first place." 

Archangel Uriel knew that he had loved Merle very much because he realized it was so difficult to say goodbye. 

It wasn't like both of them didn't try to make it work to the point that it stole their peace of mind. 

It would hurt Merle's pride to beg him to stay with her twice. 

Merle started crying, and he didn't stop her so that she could let her anguish out until she had enough. 

Merle was well aware that the moment  Archangel Uriel got out of this hut, he couldn't return.

She was like the north star, and his shaft was like a compass was only pointing towards her. 

Merle felt so deep, and it wasn't just about their attraction. 

Falling in love with a Faerie was the sanest kind of madness.

His attraction to Merle intoxicated him, and he wanted to protect her fiercely.

If he couldn't control himself, he would become the evil creatures they were fighting against.

Her sweet lips seemed to melt in his mouth from how soft it felt, and Uriel didn't want it to end.

Suddenly, Merle withdrew and pushed him back to whisper something in her ear.

"If you want me, Uriel, we can take it slow." 

His brows knitted in confusion the way someone would wake up from a strange dream. 

Archangel Uriel would let Merle take the lead and cherish this night.

He looked so good, and his skin tasted so good, like honey on her lips.

Gaze burning with a deep, dark need, Merle sat on top of his shaft with gritted teeth.

Forbidden passion strained against her skin, and she cried out in pain when she felt her quim almost tear from his large, thick size.

She grabbed Uriel's hands tight as their bodies intertwined in this erotic dance. 

Crouching, she started to move.

All the futile worries vanished as Uriel watched his shaft disappear into her. 

He couldn't understand himself. 

Uriel wanted Merle to move slow, but it was he who was moving too fast,

He didn't want to go too fast but--

It was too late.

Now, he was taking the lead. 

He was the only one who could stop and break them apart to save both of them, but it killed him to do it.

This physical desperation they both share and mirror---

He had to reach this peak with this delicious frenzy inside of him that was akin to how a hungry Fae needed as much food and water.

"Uriel. Stop!" Uriel had closed his eyes, and Merle's voice seemed to wrap around him. "If you do—" 

He was in an infinite spiral where he didn't know where to start and where to begin. 

His climax was instant, exciting him and calming him at once. 

He came inside her, and he couldn't turn back the time. 

He hated to admit this, but Uriel didn't want her to stop.

It was the kind that almost pushed him over the edge and soothed his soul at the same time. 

It was everything he ever needed and wanted, but it still made him panic. 

Archangel Uriel thought he had already conquered his desire to stay with Merle.

That was why he took this risk because he thought he could recover. 

He tried, but he couldn't run from her anymore, even if he thought it was safer than being with her.

In truth, he was stripped of every chance to run now that he possessed her body and soul.

He could never keep his composure when it came to Merle.

They will depend on each other from now on.

At this moment, Uriel decided that he didn't want to part with her anymore. 

He loved her, and he would do everything to prove that he could be trusted.

Panting as loud as Merle, Uriel opened his eyes to meet her gaze and it stayed there, "Merle? Are you happy now? I can't leave you anymore.." He murmured harshly, "You are stuck with me and our child until the end."