Novelas y relatos de Rafayel X Reader Ao3

Rael stood looking satisfied with what he had just done, cock straining against his pants. He turned me, and I looked at him lazily. “You feel that?” he rasped, grinding against me. “That’s what you do to me.” I gasped “You think I’m done with you?” he whispered. “That was just your punishment.” “Next,” he said, pressing his forehead to mine, “I worship you.” Then he lifted me into his arms and carried me to the bed. He dropped to his knees again behind me, spreading me open. Rael blew cool air against the heat between my legs.

“Don’t run on my account. I’m not here to interrupt anything.” His eyes dragged over my body again, slow and deliberate. “Though from the look of things, I might be just in time to join.” My face burned. My pussy clenched hard at his words. “I was just… helping Nova dry off,” Elias muttered, the shy boy back in full force. “The rain caught us both.” Rafael chuckled, low and filthy. He shrugged out of his wet shirt, revealing the full spread of tattoos across his chest and arms — roses, skulls, script in a language I didn’t recognize.

“Fuck, I've missed you so much.” “I love you..” she sobs, hugging me tighter as she sobs. “Say that again.” My voice and body is trembling at her words. I know what the word ‘love’ means to her and she would never use it carelessly. “I love you so much, Rafaelle Delacroix.” She says louder and more firmly. “I love you too.” I kiss her forehead. “But I need you to stay put. I can't put you in danger.” “But Wesley is with them…” she stuttered, her hand making gestures.

I sighed I stood up and looked at my reflection; I still look good, and there isn’t a single blemish on my face. Once I left the room, I checked on Khalil, I think he is asleep, he was still in that exact position I left him. "Good night," I whispered before I closed the door. As I got to the living room I was shocked by what I saw. Noor was cuddling Rayan. RAYAN POV Once I arrived at Afraah’s house, I parked the car and message her before I stepped out of it. Walking towards the door, I checked the message, she hasn’t responded yet. Maybe she didn’t see the message. Once I knocked on the door, it was pushed open.

I whimper as I shut my eyes, trying to take my head far before he stops me by placing his free hand under my chin. The pain of his touch electrifies my whole cells. I imagine death, the ruthless phantom that feeds on lives, especially innocent ones. I would not call mine innocent though, which is why I could not help but think that if I die today, will I be able to see my mother? “Young flesh,” Xaulfur groans, much to my surprise. His voice has a wolfish growl, pushing its way brutally into my eardrums. When I open my eyes, I find his face in front of mine. He could be tall, but I am tall enough to reach the point where I now watch his Adam's apple move as he speaks again.

Raya’s POV “If you do everything I tell you to do, you’ll have the strongest orgasm of your life. Do you think you can do that, Raya? Do what I tell you?” he asked, allowing his hand to slide between my thighs and cup my dampening core. “No,” I answered, refusing to allow myself to be swayed by a promise of pleasure I never even asked for. “So stubborn,” he growled, but there was an amused gleam in his eyes when he looked down at me.

Xander breathed lets talk inside Raphael said unlocking the front door he lead everyone inside to a command center with a large meeting room everyone have a seat Raphael said Kyra please! she sat down in the chair he directed her to next to him at the table Xander quickly took the seat next to her as the others filled in meet the others this is Raziel Seraphim of Destruction he was at the battle today he was a slim guy good looking and seemed to be in his early twenties with black hair worn in a spiky emo style and dark blood-red eyes dressed in a black sleeveless shirt and black pants

Hearing Reyna's question made an arched grin appear on his face. "Reyna, why are your fantasies so high? I love you? I just want to get information from you, since you know the most about Eleanor." Reyna's chest tightened. Instantly her hopes cracked. "Wow, are you playing me? We've been doing things that couples are supposed to do-" "Reyna, please don't talk about your ridiculous fantasies," Xavier retorted with a mocking laugh. "I'm only focused on my goal of making Eleanor submit to me."

My gaze flicked briefly back to Zyra’s sleeping form in my mind’s eye, and for a fleeting moment, a softness crept in but it was gone just as quickly, replaced by the cold, precise certainty of what I had just orchestrated. I am Rafeal. And nothing, no betrayal, no deception, would escape me.

“Don’t make noise. She’s asleep.” “You should take your own advice, sweetheart.” Like an animal, Rafayel ripped the thong from my waist, cupped me where I’d ached for him all day, and pressed my back against the door until I was breathing his scent and nothing else. His breath came fast and shallow, his eyes fixed on me with a hunger that matched my own. “Spread your legs,” he ordered, and I obeyed.