Note to readers, this chapter contains gays sex, so any of you who are awkward with that, you have been warned ;)
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Lilith snuggled closer to the warm body beside her. His blond hair stuck to his back, as perspiration continued to trickle from his skin.
I did that, she thought merrily to herself. Her fingers ran through his feathered white wings, her black leather wings fluttered with the arousal that continued to tingle through her body. She had been without him for far too long.
Her hand ran over the swell of her stomach, where their child moved with life. Silently she wished the babe would be a demon.
Michael shifted in his sleep, pulling his wife into the protection of his arms. Lilith nibbled on his throat, drawing blood. He never liked for her to feed on another. And his blood was always so sweet.
Just then the door flew open. Never in her life had Lilith been so embarrassed, it was too much of a human emotion. But to have your child enter your room as you lay naked tangled with the husband you never should have mated with was not the greatest feeling on earth.
"Mikhail has had another makeover." She said dryly quickly hiding her mortification, her snakes that lay at the foot of the bed raced over her body creating a crimson gown.
Mikhail wished someone would burn his eyes out, his father chuckled uneasily before engulfing his son in a hug. Abigail wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't seen it.
Michael barely looked older than Mikhail, yet there was the tender look of a father to his child.
"I told you it would work Lilith. I told you once he found his mate the repressed magic would flow and create a pure hybrid. No more voices eh son."
Michael made loco motions with his hand. Lilith slapped her husbands arm teasingly, and then inspected Mikhail for herself.
"He still looks like an angel to me, but as long as he is fine. I owe you, I will stay here for another week." She sighed with resignation.
Abigail smiled at the glint in Lilith's eye, the demon didn't seem to be upset about that prospect.
"You mean to tell me that you knew I would be at peace once I mated? That's why you caused me that much pain?" Mikhail growled. Then blasted both his mother and father.
The dust cleared revealing them lying five feet away. Michael laughed in earnest.
"That's my boy." The angel and demon vanished, and the room returned to normal.
"And I thought the Addam's family was dysfunctional." Abigail joked, but quietened when she saw the hurt look on Mikhail's face. "They were thinking of you Mikhail, you can't fault them for that."
"No? Well I disagree, they should have told me instead of me thinking they hated me." Abigail wrapped her arms around Mikhail, hoping that the small gesture would show him how much she felt for him.
He took her hair into his hands and rubbed it against his jaw.
"Come, I may as well introduce you and my new self to the rest of the family."
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They reached a large domed room, where tens upon tens of angels sat. Eating, drinking, laughing and singing they were quite rambunctious for angels and that surprised Abigail.
She had assumed they would be gentle soft creatures, the thought caused her to blush as she remembered her time with Mikhail, there had been nothing soft about their love making. No, angels were much like humans she realised. Jibril had been sitting at the table beside his father and his uncle when a hush fell about the room. He saw them hand in hand with nervous smiles on their faces.
Mikhail was different somehow, a mixture of angel and demon, he was dark and light not half and half and the new look added to the pain Jibril felt in the very depths of his soul. Had Mikhail found his salvation in the arms of a human? He rose from his seat not caring that it crashed to the ground causing people to stare. He fled from the room not caring what they thought. Lilith whispered something in Michael's ear, then also left the room. She found her nephew beneath a fountain, tears running down his cheeks. She sat beside him and picked a flower which instantly began to wither in her hands. She was after all a demon.
"It hurts Aunt Lilith, I know you said I would find someone but it hurts." Lilith didn't know what possessed her to but she pulled the man into her arms. She had known him as a child, knowing he was destined to love her son.
"I have no words for you Jibril, in all honesty if I knew it would make my son happy I would blast the human where she stood. I think apart from your mother I have liked no other. But because Mikhail loves her dearly then I too love her dearly."
Lilith pulled his face closer to hers so that she could search his eyes.
"I see a future for you Jibril, I see you happy with a dark man who has love only for you." Jibril sniffled slightly allowing his aunt to pull him back into her arms.
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Mikhail walked to the large table that seated the king of this kingdom. His father looked at him pensively as did all those who were housed in Soledad. He felt Abigail quiver beside him, and he admitted only to himself that he too was frightened beyond reason.
