I think many women have a fantasy about being rescued by a hot, handsome man. Or angel. *grin* I know if I were in trouble, I'd want Eran to take care of me. Shall we see what happens next? Enjoy!!!!
The Watcher's Guild: Sweet Nephilim
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Chapter Three
First Awareness
The wound
in her shoulder was worse than it looked.
It was a jagged, ugly cut that went all the way down to the bone. Even a Nephilim would feel it, and for it to
happen at the same time as an emergence made the pain all that much
greater. No wonder she’d passed
out. No wonder she’d slept through the
cleaning and doctoring of it.
Of that,
Eran was glad. He wasn’t sure he would
be able to handle her cries of pain again.
Before, he’d been distracted by the demon, but now his whole focus was
on her...and the intriguing and distracting emotions she made him feel.
He’d flown
them both back to his aerie. A place
high above the city in one of the abandoned rooms of a holy place. A citadel against evil, Christ’s Church was
one of the oldest places of worship in this new country. Because of its age, the single room in the
upper belltower had been closed off due to structural concerns. Using his angelic powers, he had shored it up
and made it safe. This was the place Eran
called home until he was summoned back to Heaven or sent to serve his Lord
elsewhere.
It had been
difficult. To treat the new angel’s
wounds and not react to the fact she was a woman. Eran had not been in such close contact with
a female in over a millennia, and Amaris was a beautiful one. Long, dark hair flowed over her shoulders,
and when he pushed it away from the wound, even coated with dust and grime, he
could feel its silkiness. Her face was
heart shaped with a turned up nose and soft full lips. Ebony brows winged up over eyes whose color
was still unknown to him. In the alley,
it had been too dark to see, even with all the angelic light being tossed
around.
He prayed
for forbearance and strength when he had to strip off her clothes to tend her
wound. She was soft and feminine, with
lush curves and sleek limbs that made him fight to remember he was a heavenly
angel. He left her sapphire blue bra and
panties on, knowing he shouldn’t put himself in the position of touching parts
of her that were forbidden. As it was,
he was already struggling to keep from smoothing his rough, callused hands over
her sweet body. Clenching his jaw, he
cleaned her wound, using angelic power to make sure there was no demon taint in
it, before sending his healing energy through her. Then he cleaned the rest of her, knowing
instinctively this woman wouldn’t want to have any of the filth of the alley on
her.
Eran’s body
tightened as he wiped the grime from her hair.
The feel of the soft strands moving through his fingers made him long to
pull her close and feel the softness of her naked body against him. When she moaned, it was all he could do to
not to join her on his big bed.
Jerking in
shock at his own thoughts, he stumbled backwards away from the young
Nephilim. His heart pounded as he
clenched and unclenched his fists. What
was he doing? Thinking? This was not the proper attitude of a
Watcher. Angelic beings may love, but
sex for the sake of sex? Lust? That
wasn’t something indulged in. At
least...not often. And never with one
under their protection.
Moving
quickly, he covered her with a blanket, his body relaxing once her beauty was
hidden. Unable to help himself, he ran a
finger over her slightly parted lips. He
gritted his teeth when he felt his cock twitch in reaction to the moist
softness. That hadn’t happen to him in
centuries. What was it about this female
that brought out needs he thought he’d long ago put behind him?
He shook
his head, and turning away, he strode towards the window. A quick turn around the city was in
order. That way he could make sure evil had
truly been defeated. And more
importantly, it would give his blood a chance to cool.
* * * * *
Amaris came
back to awareness slowly, feeling as if she were swimming through
quicksand. She felt the brush of
something soft against her cheek, and she opened blurry eyes to see that she
was literally eyeball to eyeball with a mouse.
Her cry of dismay was caught in her throat as the little creature patted
her cheek and then moved away to a safer distance. Turning, it gazed at her, its unblinking dark
eyes curious.
“Feel
better?” it squeaked.
She closed
her eyes again. She was either nuts or
that mouse was really talking to her.
With a rush, all that had happened earlier came back to her and she
jerked upright. When she saw she was
wearing only her underwear, she gasped and snatched the blanket up to her
chin. Staring fearfully around her, she
prayed it was all a nightmare and she’d soon awaken in her very own bed, even
though she knew instinctively...this was no dream.
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I've always wished I could talk to critters. It's a cool gift that Nephilim are said to have. I wonder what else Amaris can do? Stay tuned to next Sunday's installment to find out!
See you then!
Hugs,
CJ England
Follow Your Dreams
http://cjengland.com/luckbealady/luckbealady.htm
3 comments:
Loved it! Poor Eran is definitely having sinful thoughts for an angel. Thanks for sharing CJ. Look forward to next Sunday!
I'm loving it! Eran is definitely having sinful thoughts, lol. Amaris is so cool to be able to speak to animals although I'd be freaked to be awoken by a mouse too!
I loved this installment. Eran is so cool and so is Amaris. Not sure if I would want the ability to talk to animals but it seems to be a cool gift so far.
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