1. Redemption: Ch.5


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

    so soft, nubile, and sweet. But I can never have her. “Because you have no idea what I am,” Lucien replied darkly. Boy Rayne’s eyes grew dark. He let the robe finally fall around his ankles. “I know exactly who and what you are, Lucien of Angelos, son of Davariel, the angel of destruction.” He took a step forward, Lucien another back. “You were the dark prince, You betrayed your friends and bothers at arms and were cursed to the anteroom to hell after Seth killed you.” Lucien sucked in a breath, his heart about to pound through his chest. “Stop.” But Boy didn’t stop. He came closer. “They enslaved you—“ Lucien lashed out telepathically, shoving the memory of his reign as dark prince into Boy’s mind. He’d had to hide, fight when he was found. Lucien had to kill or be tortured. Do the demons bidding or be raped repeatedly. The things his stepfather had done to him paled with what the devils and demons forced him to endure. Screams filled his mind, the screams of his past…the agony. He pressed his fists to his eyes willing the images away. The wailing continued. It wasn’t until Remi slapped him hard enough to send him dazed to the floor did he realize the wailing came from Boy Rayne. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” Remi seethed before rushing back to Boy’s side. Zak was already gathering him up, talking soothingly to him. Seth looked completely lost as what to do. Lucien rubbed the side of his burning face, staring stupidly as the others tried to soothe Boy Rayne. Suddenly, ...
    the battle pet shove away from them with a snarl and rushed to Lucien. The nightmare of his memories still fresh in his mind, Lucien just closed his eyes and steeled himself, a whimper escaping his lips. He wouldn’t be able to tolerate being touched. He just knew it. Felt faint with it. His heart pounded in his ears and his skin crawled, anticipating Boy’s touch. He would feel the press of his cock against his flesh and it would make him scream and scream and scream. Moments passed and nothing happened. Lucien’s breath hissed in and out through his clenched teeth. Slowly he pried his eyes opened. The first thing he saw was Boy Rayne huddled in a tight ball a few inches from Lucien’s booted feet. The other three Alpha Angles just stood near the couch, their faces etched with worry. Lucien slowly drew his feet closer to his body…away from Boy Rayne. The movement made Boy flinch and look up. His face was ravaged, tear-stained, eyes red and puffy, nose running and lips swollen. His once bright, lavender eyes were full of pain. “My master did the same to me,” was all he whispered on a broken sob. Something within Lucien twisted, snapped, opened and flooded out. He found himself reaching for the battle pet, wrapping his hands around sinewy biceps and hauling him into his arms and lap. There was no revulsion or disgust, only need. Need to soothe, need to bond. Boy had suffered the same nightmares as Lucien. He understood. It was all that mattered. Lucien pressed his face into Boy’s ...
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