Page 41 of Unbroken
“What do you mean, he’s not helping?” I bite back my anger and pace in front of Bishop’s throne. I’m here to deliver Micah’s message when all I really want to do is be with her. Tomorrow, we fight, and with Esme gone, we are a woman down. She is the eyes of this little ragtag bunch. Micah filled me in on what I missed while I was failing to infiltrate the Blue Mountains. I’m going to miss her. The Wolf too, I guess.
Bishop stands, his shoulders back, posture ramrod straight, dark energy radiates off him. He’s furious and barely containing his rage after I relayed what Michael has done and threatens to do to Verity.
“He thinks Micah can’t win and he’s still sulking over his sons snubbing him. You know Luc is vain. Honestly, I think after we gave him the bit of information about God promising to destroy the world if she fails, he believes he’s safer down here. He’s a fool,” Bishop states with irritation as he matches my pacing stride.
“I never thought I would ever see the day when Lucifer himself bows out of a fight.” I shake my head in disbelief. I’ve got concerns about our numbers. Micah can use all the help she can get with more feet on the ground. Demons helped before; they will help again. My intel on the current activities at Caelum Academy is a literal dead zone. I can’t get close enough to spy but I have seen Light Guardians arriving by portal in and around the surrounding forest, so who knows how many of them will be there when we arrive.
“I won’t count him out just yet. He has a flare for the dramatics. I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s waiting in the wings when shit gets bad.” He sighs and stops. “We will have Demons at our backs, it will be enough. I believe that Micah can do this. She’s been practicing. It’s Michael I’m concerned about,” he says as he takes two steps towards me and stops right in front of me.
“Rook, I promised Micah that I would go for Verity. I guess my daughter thinks if I stay by her side I will fight Michael for her.” He smiles with pride.
I arch a brow. “She’s not wrong.”
He chuckles. “She is not. So, she’s given me a job. Me.” He laughs, then sobers. “I need you to protect her—”
“With my life, my last breath, with all my strength,” I say cutting him off. It goes without saying. She is mine to protect, to love and cherish. She is my Mate. I will remain by her side for as long as I can.
“I know you will. I don’t want to lose her. . .I never thought I would ever be whole again after I fell. I never thought I would ever admit something so sentimental, but she and Verity are my everything. I wish I hadn’t been too stubborn to see the truth before. . .then maybe. Maybe I would have had more time,” he says sincerely.
“You have plenty of times to come. Don’t be going all mushy on me on the eve of battle.” I bow to him, and he arches a brow in surprise. I haven’t bowed in a very long time.
“I’m excusing myself politely because I am about to go to my Mate and ravage her.” I take a step away from him, laughing the entire time as his eyes begin to glow white.
“Leave now,” he says menacingly.
I hold up my hands in surrender and let my shadows carry me to my girl.
I touch down inside her room just as the sun begins to rise. She’s lying naked in Lyrik’s arms, face relaxed in sleep. I stand there and watch them for a moment. I know he senses me by the twitch of his lips, but he doesn’t open his eyes. I thought it would take longer for my possessiveness to go away when it came to another Demon being with her, but Lyrik and I have come to an understanding. Maybe one day we can actually share her bed. Only time will tell.
“Grab her now before the twins arrive. They get extra clingy when they don’t wake up with her.” He leans over her and kisses her shoulder, then her temple and she moans in her sleep and turns over. “I will meet you at the assembly point at the designated time.” He nods his head and dissipates, leaving traces of his purple essence floating through the air.
“Well, someone is well fed.” I snort as I bend down and scoop my baby girl in my arms.
Cradling her to my chest, I head to her bathroom and turn on the shower. It’s one of my favorite places, full of memories of my body pressing against hers as she cums all over my cock. Yep, just thinking about it makes my dick strain again my pants. As the steam begins to fill the room, Micah opens her eyes and gazes up at me.
“Rook,” she says sleepily. I almost want to take her back to bed, wrap her in my arms, and refuse to allow her to participate in this day.
“Good morning, sleepy head. Did you fuck all night?” I smile as she weakly slaps my arm.
“He needed to feed,” she replies.
“Baby, I think he fed and then some.” I smirk as she raises her hand to my face.
“You know.” She yawns. “It would be easier if we all slept in the same bed.” She smirks back, giving me the yeah this is not a suggestion face.
“I can’t, baby. I cannot share a bed with the triplets, especially not Trys. Have you seen his pajamas?” I say with a horrified look on my face that makes her laugh out loud. I close my eyes at the sound of her laughter, allowing it to calm my dead heart. I know she is weary and anxious. I can feel her nerves down my bond but right now, all I want is to hear her joy.
“You’ll cave eventually,” she says as she wiggles out of my arms, and I place her on her feet. I watch her grab her shower cap and get in the shower, putting a little more sway in her hips, ass on display, just asking for my teeth.
“Keep swinging your hips like that and, baby girl, I will share a bed and wear matching Batman pajamas,” I say teasingly. I am not wearing comic book characters to sleep in. It’s sacrilege.
“I’m going to hold you to that,” she says as her voice drops, husky and needy. “Now, get in here and show me how much you missed me.” She blows me a kiss as she stands underneath the spray, and I make quick work of shedding my clothes.
“You’re beautiful like this, baby girl. All glistening and wet for me.” I step in behind her and drop to my knees. “Hold the wall and spread your legs,” I command, barely containing my need for her. Grasping my dick in my fist, I squeeze it hard to stop myself from cumming at the sight of her pussy on show for me.
“Rook.” She breaths out my name as her head drops down to watch me. I lean forward and spread her ass cheeks and lick my tongue along her pucker hole, until she presses her ass in my face for me. “Oh yes, Rook, please,” she mewls as I press my tongue past the tight ring of muscle as her knees begin to buckle.
“Keep those legs locked for me, baby girl. Don’t move,” I mutter as I begin to work my tongue in and out of her ass. Micah cries out as I slide my fingers through her slick folds, circling her clit in time with my licks.
