One Soul Book Two

Chapter Sixteen R18+

Harlee POV

“I’m pretty sure the baby’s gonna be breach.”  Sands murmured.  I groaned as another contraction tried to rip me in half.  “Ash, I hate to say this, but you have the smallest hands-you’re probably going to have to be the one who turns it.”  Sands looked at me with worry as I panted heavily.  It was hard to keep track of everything going on, Sa and Zeev were fighting back the four Angels that were trying to make their way into the room.  Ash and Sands were each trying to carefully keep an eye on both me and the battle.

“Ash I.. I’ve gotta sleep.”  I whined.

“You can’t do that Harlee.  You need to stay awake now.”  Ash smoothed my hair again.

“I’m so tired.  There’s so much blood.  Maybe you should just cut it out of me.  In case.. In case I don’t make it.”  I whispered.

“Harlee!  No!  You can’t think like that!”  Ash cried out, placing their forehead against mine.  “I need you.  The baby needs you.  Cael needs you.  We all need you.”  Ash murmured.

“I don’t mean to break up this very touching moment, but Harlee, we’re going to need to adjust your position now.”  Sands’ voice was hurried, and he kept tossing looks at the Angels attacking Zeev and Sam.  I groaned as they hauled me upward, Ash moved behind me to support me as they positioned me at the edge of the bed.

Zeev POV

Harlee’s mind was just on the other side of the careful barrier I had constructed.  I could feel her nudging at it, trying to break in.  I howled, swiping at the next Angel that rushed me.  Her memories were coming back!  But it didn’t fix me, and she wasn’t getting inside my head.  Tearing off a strip of Angel hide as I pounced over them, I leisurely ate it to taunt them and the Angel issued a wordless scream of rage.  I heard Harlee’s thin cry of pain and was momentarily distracted.  Sands and Ash had her on her feet now, and I could tell there was something wrong.  My Form half melted to that of the human, and I took a step towards her.

“Harlee..”  I called, just before being run through by an Angel’s Sword.  I looked down at the blade sticking out of my chest, and in a panic, back to Harlee.  Her head had fallen back, hair tumbling over her shoulders like a gorgeous waterfall.  Oh how I wanted to wrap my fingers in that hair one more time.  Blood blossomed across the back of her shirt, and I could tell from the frenzied look on Ash and Sands’ face, it was worse on the front.  We could still regenerate!  We could still heal!  If only..  Sands looked at me with a look that said it all.  Her heart.  Our heart.  We had been struck a death blow.  The sword was pulled from my chest and I crumpled to the ground.

Harlee POV

Events happened between blinks and heartbeats.  My eyes closed as I fell to the floor.  When they opened again, I was cradled in Sands’ arms.  He had the most serious expression I’d ever seen on his face.  A few heartbeats later, Ash was kneeling over me and I was laying on the bed again, bloody and wheezing.  Ash was assuring Sands they’d be alright.  My eyes closed again and only opened when a razor-sharp pain across my lower abdomen made me scream with all of the strength I had left.  My heart stuttered and when I opened my eyes again, I was facing the battle.  Zeev was bleeding into the bedroom floor.  We were dying.  I reached out a hand for him as my heart stopped, and for a brief moment that felt like eternity, my mind continued to race.

“I love you Zeev.”  I tried to say.  He looked at me as his eyes glazed over.  He hadn’t heard the words from my mouth, but our soul had.  It sung between us as the barrier dropped.  The love I felt poured through to him and echoed back to me, making my still heart ache.  I heard tearing noises coming from my body and then a baby’s thin wail.  I sighed in satisfaction.  The child wasn’t hurt.  My lips formed a small smile.  I couldn’t draw another breath, and for a brief moment I panicked.  But then Zeev was in my mind, soothing me.  We were Bound together, he and I, and when we died, it would be like we had never existed.  Angels don’t have a  place in Heaven or Hell, and Demons are eradicated when vanquished.  That was ok though.  I understood now.  This is how things had to be.  Things started going dark at the edges of my vision as my brain ran out of oxygen.  I dimly heard the sounds of fierce screams of rage from my Demons as our Bonds were beginning to sever.  I worried for Sands.  Would he Fall?  There was a dim roar and then all external stimuli were cut off.  It was just my mind, clinging to the last flickers of life as my brain shut down, slowly starved of oxygen.

Zeev POV

Bright, impossibly white light surrounded me.  Had my Essence been reclaimed by Heaven to be disbursed and redistributed for other purposes?  No, that couldn’t be.  I had Fallen.  Corrupted Angels and Demons were utterly destroyed, eradicated.  We had not survived.  There was no way.  I felt her die, our last moments an unbelievably sweet and sorrowful affair as our soul tried to rejoin before we were entirely decimated, but something had prevented that.  Perhaps it was me, my madness.  That didn’t feel right.  I took a deep breath, realizing first that I was breathing.  Should I have a body?  And second, I felt much better than I had in some time.  I stretched my talons and curled my limbs back to my body, dragging a soft form with me as I did.  It sighed prettily, and the scent.. Oh the scent..  If this Form had a s*x…  My eyes snapped open.

“Harlee..”  I breathed at the soft bundle of fur laying limp in my arms.  THe fur faded from her and she once again became the small human creature I loved so dearly.  I let my own Form change to human in appearance and looked around in shock.  If this  was Heaven, or Hell, I would take it.  No matter.  Having Harlee here in my arms again..  I buried my nose in her hair, wrinkling it slightly.  She smelled.. Different.

“She’s almost fully Corrupted now.”  Ash murmured sadly by my ear.  “It was the only way Cael could save her, by healing you first, and then.. Well..”  I felt myself freeze.

“I fed off her, didn’t I?”  I gripped Harlee tighter against me, wanting to absorb the Corruption back into myself.  I could almost feel Ash’s wince as they reached around me to smooth Harlee’s hair.

“Not directly.  The Bonds were unstable, ready to snap.  Once you were healed, and Harlee seemed to be teetering on the edge of death, the Corruption forced its way through like it would on a dying soul.  We all got a hit of pure Harlee.”  Ash whispered.

“But me most of all.”  I replied, bitter expression twisting my face.

“Well you do hold the primary Bond.  Plus half her soul..”  Ash offered gently.  I wanted to thrust Harlee away from me and leave her so she would be safe from me forever, but Ash held me in place with calm persistence.  If I was being honest, my soul felt more at peace than it had for a while and my Heart was full.  Being spooned between my two loves, even knowing what I had done..  Perhaps I was being selfish, but the peace of the moment was like a balm to my frayed edges.  Ash gave a soft murmur of agreement.  Was my mind open to them again?  I had been so careful, trying to control myself and my fractured mind.  Ash nuzzled into my neck, planting a kiss on my shoulder.  The raw need from them was spilling over, making my head swim.  Incubi need touch like plants need water.  I felt the prick of fangs and stiffened.

“Ash?  What are you doing?”  I questioned.

“I need..  I can feel your need too, with her scent surrounding you.”  Ash’s hips jerked against me and I felt their arousal.  “I don’t have to be careful with you like I do with her, nor do you with me.”  Another buck of their hips.  “If this Form doesn’t please you, I can use another..”  The fangs slid over my exposed skin and I nodded, a quick, jerky nod of approval.  Ash was right.  I needed this, had for so long.  Fangs pierced my shoulder and drove deep.  The venom felt like it would never stop pooling in the tissues, to be swept away by an unnecessary heartbeat.  It absorbed into me, mingling with my Essence, striking deep at my Core, lighting up all the human emotions of lust, desire, want.  Physically, there was a rush of blood.  All my blood vessels suddenly opened wide, allowing rich, oxygenated blood, heavily tainted with hormones, to touch every part of me.  It lit up my brain, my heart, my s*x.  My skin flushed, my manhood filled with blood and hardened, my muscles tensed, and all of me was suddenly on fire.  Ash’s hands ran down my chest and I groaned.  The sound was almost a protest, my skin was too tight, too sensitive.  I wanted to hold onto Harlee, but was loath to disturb her, so let her limp form go as Ash’s hand gripped me and slowly stroked.  My nerves burst into flame as my eyes fluttered closed, my hips thrusting while my back arched, pushing into Ash’s hand.

“Yes.”  Ash moaned, and with a show of strength, they rolled me over onto my back.  “I need..  Zeev, feed me with your lust…”  Ash’s mouth crashed down on mine, and I returned the kiss fiercely.  Ash moved to straddle me and I gripped their soft, dark hair, and one slender hip, while all my blood seemed to pool in my manhood until I ached.

Harlee POV

I cracked one eye open to see Ash.. well this was interesting.  The other eye came open as well, watching as Zeev’s hips thrust while Ash rode him.  Hoarse little shouts escaped Zeev and Ash’s own soft moans mingled together until Ash covered Zeev’s mouth with their own and whispered my name, hushing Zeev so I could ‘sleep’.  Aw how sweet, and here I was being a perv.  Wide awake by now, I propped myself up on an elbow, eyebrow raised, wondering how long it would take for them to notice me.  I could feel my own skin flushing at the sight of them and couldn’t stop myself from getting a little hot and bothered.  I loved these two with an undying affection, and losing these small acts of affection between them would kill me.  I frowned.  Hadn’t we just..  There was a soft cry and Zeev’s coarse grunt made me focus back on my two Demons, who absolutely just climaxed in front of me.  I licked my lips and waited for them to notice me.

“Well are you coming over here or not?”  Zeev growled, then turned to look at me with a look of pure animal hunger in his eyes.

“I’m actually enjoying the show.”  I shrugged a shoulder and settled back with my hand prepping my head up.  “Carry on.”  I gestured like a queen.  Ash gripped my ankle and pulled me to them with a snarl.  I squealed and giggled.

“Venom or no?”  Ash purred beside my ear as they dropped over my body, caging me in.  “I’ve got to warn you, I’m hungry and I’m not the only one.”  They nuzzled my neck and I swear my toes curled.

“Maybe just a smidge.”  I teased and Ash’s fangs quickly found my shoulder.