1. Redemption: Ch.5


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    the inside out. Doc Quinn looked surprised, but then chuckled. “She’s a pretty little thing, but I like my gals a lot older.” Lucien continued to eye him suspiciously. Doc’s eyes narrowed. “Have you been drinking?” He wrinkled his nose when he sniffed. Lucien snorted and turned, finally making his way out of the good doctor’s home. Once out in the corridor, he shuffled to the lift and rode up to his level. He could have teleported, but he had to admit he was too shit-faced to try. Lucien chuckled to himself. The reapers accompanying them on their mission had invited him to their little celebratory party in the playroom. He needed more alcohol in his blood so now would be a good time to make an appearance. Of course, if they started fucking, he was grabbing a few bottles of Black Death and ditching back to his quarters. Boy was still sneaking into his rooms after he passed out inebriated at night. Lucien could smell his scent of wild flowers and oceans whenever he opened his eyes in the morning. Boy had made himself scarce since that morning when Lucien almost fucked him against the couch. Every time he remembered, he got so hard he had to go and secretly jack himself off. Afterward, he needed to drink himself into a stupor to numb out the shame. Hence, why he was drunk now. He’d awakened that very morning spewing ropey lines of cum all over his belly after having had the most erotic wet dream with both his Raynes. “My Raynes,” he sighed, exiting the lift and starting toward ...
    the loud music at the end of the corridor. Amadashiel was leaning against the wall in the corridor, playfully blowing smoke into the reaper, Reiven’s face. Reiven leaned his arm on the wall to one side of her as the finger from his free hand circled her navel. Lucien strode right up to both reapers. Grinning, he pulled the red, dragon weed stick from Amadashiel’s pouty lips and took a long, deep drag of smoke into his lungs. Pleasure was a sledgehammer to the center of his forehead. Lucien closed his eyes, and tipped his head back, holding his breath in ecstasy. Amadashiel giggled, her greedy hands trailing up the center of his chest. In the psychedelic haze that blanketed his mind, he heard a laugh. It fired his blood, teased his cock, made him open his eyes and walk past Amadashiel’s groping hands and straight into the playroom. Reapers lounged about. In one corner, a red-haired reaper girl, named Amaranth sat with Abdiel. They seemed a little out of place since they were neither drinking or smoking and just observed the others. Another female reaper he didn’t recognize shared a hookah with Eriel. In the center of the room was Natanael, black wings spread, acid-green Mohawk swaying against his tight ass. He was humping someone dancing with him to the hard thumping rock music blaring from the surround sound speakers. Lucien couldn’t see whom Nat was practically fucking, but whoever it was had mile high glass heels and gorgeously shaped long legs. Eyes narrowed, Lucien made ...
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