Broken Vow (17 page)

“Nimbus?” Her tone had never shaken so much and her body trembled as though she were having a violent seizure.

“Sonya,” he acknowledged her.

“It was you... the whole time.” She was in too much shock to speak normally.

Her mind raced at the memories they made together. No wonder they were so fiercely drawn to one another even at first sight. They were mated and they loved one another long ago. The unbreakable bond had defied time and distance and led them back to one another. There was a time when she would've thanked the fates for returning her beloved to her, but in this startling moment she was terrified of him.

Jude shook his head. “The woman has balls. I can't say I was surprised to hear that she killed Sully to redeem herself, but I didn't think she would actually drive a stake into her mate's heart.”

“Her devotion to God is commendable and bloody irritating. You would do anything to become an angel again, wouldn't you?” Nimbus yanked her up with alarming force. His grip on her arm made her cry out in pain and fear.

He tossed her onto the bed roughly and climbed on top of her before his actions could even register.

“I didn't know it was you.”

“Would it have made a difference?” he growled.

Drakkar and Jude lay down on the large bed and each pinned an arm over her head.

“Why didn't you tell me?” Her tone shook with the lingering shock of the revelation.

“He didn't even remember who he was until about a half hour ago,” Jude explained. “Every forty years a demon is freed from their stone prison in the underworld temple. They can either drink from Lethe to forget their former trespasses in exchange for freedom, or should they refuse, they're returned to being encased in rock.”

Drakkar rolled his eyes. “It's a shitty rule.”

“And you remember now?” Sonya asked, trembling at the way Nimbus slowly ran his hands up and down her thighs.

“Yes, Sonya,” he said in a soft, lethal tone. “I remember everything. Jude had me drink water from Mnemosyne so I would remember.”

She shivered when he raised the hem of her lingerie, exposing her bare cunt to them. “What are you doing?”

“I remember loving you since the beginning of time. I remember making you my lover and slave.” His fingertips brushed her smooth mons like a teasing breeze. “I remember mating you and making a baby with you. We had a good life together, didn't we?”

“Yes,” she breathed.

His lovely green eyes flashed to a glowing orange that betrayed the evil entity he truly was. “And then you betrayed me. You became a black angel.”

Sonya cried out when he slapped her cunt with alarming force, evoking a hot sting of pain that proved brutal in nature.

“You murdered our son.”

She choked back a scream at the magnitude of this blow. Her pussy swelled with heat from the abuse. “I'm sorry. I didn't know it was him.”

“That's not an excuse!” He spanked her cunt harder in a series of several angry slaps that amply conveyed his wrath.

Her eyes burned and watered.

“You slept with other men behind my back, even though it's been my permanent mark all along on your flesh.”

She started to sob at the wrathful anguish in his eyes and the agony of each spanking on her sex. “I'm sure you slept with other women when you were possessing Dante's body.”

Oh lord, why did she open her mouth?

His eyes narrowed in warning and he brought his hand down hard on her privates several times. “I had amnesia, damn you! If I had been allowed to remember, I would've come after you right away.”

She writhed against the men holding her down, but they wouldn't let her retreat from her punishment. “But you used to share me with other men back when we were together in England.”

Nimbus slapped her pussy hard and fast several times and she screamed in pain as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Together, you whore!” he yelled. “We shared together. I never betrayed you. The bond we forged is forever and I don't give a shit what other vows you've made since then. I'm going to make you break every single one of them, starting with this one.”

His fangs lowered and he sank them into the delicate skin of her mound. Sonya screamed into Drakkar's big hand and struggled against the manly vises on her arms.

Nimbus bit her. A demon bit her and was drinking blood from her sex. That was part of her vows. A crusnik was not to allow demons and vampires to bite them or drink their blood. Cassiel hadn't told her why, simply to avoid it at all costs.

Nimbus groaned from deep in his chest, seeming aroused to have his mouth on her private flesh while he drank her blood. He pierced a finger into her channel and finger-fucked her slowly, rendering the damning experience of an erotic treat for her.

Sonya whimpered and cried at the knowledge that she was being forced to break part of her vow. She cringed that she nearly came from feeling his mouth and hands on her again after so long. Thankfully, she didn't and he didn't make her.

Nimbus grunted and licked the blood off her skin, appearing titillated that he just had a hand in her broken promise to heaven.

She would be forgiven, though. He forced this on her.

His eyes flashed with warning and Sonya swallowed when she recalled that he was psychic as far as she was concerned. The bond they forged through the mating and claiming ceremony long ago had ensured that they could read each others' thoughts whenever they chose to tap into the others' mind. She hadn't been able to get into his head when Aramis had been trapped inside of Dante's body with him.

Now that Nimbus was free and in his own body again, their minds communed. The intimacy of such a connection frightened her. She still felt too much for him, even though he scared the shit out of her.

The incubus covered her body with his, deliberately pressing the hard ridge of his erection into her moist slit. The private, forbidden contact wrung a cry from her throat.

“By the time I'm through with you, there isn't a chance in hell that you'll ever shadow heaven's gates again,” Nimbus vowed in a hushed timbre.

Sonya shuddered, tensing when she felt his groin rubbing against her slick folds as he started to dry-hump her. “I'm sorry I hurt you, but please let me go. We don't have anything in common.”

His eyes became green again as they challenged her. “Don't we?”

She whimpered when his rigid length made illicit contact with her clit. He rubbed his hard dick against her pulsing bundle of nerves in slow, controlled strokes.

“We're both liars. I employ deception to damn you and you utilize it in an endeavor to be redeemed again.”

“No! I'm not a liar.” Her eyes stung, but fear of the potential truth in his words froze the tears still. “I want to be good. I may not be an angel anymore, but I'm a good person.”

Her lips trembled when her clitoris swelled until it doubled in size and tingled with carnal awareness.

His eyes taunted her for being seconds away from a powerful orgasm. “No, Sonya. You're coming for a demon. There's no redemption from that.”

“This is a mistake. I'm a victim. I'll be forgiven.”

Nimbus looked like he might smile at her ruin, but he refrained. “No, Sonya. Blade was a victim when Delilah raped him, but you're different. Because despite your protests, deep down you enjoy what we do to you and the truth is you prefer demons to humans in bed.”

She gasped, cursing his psychic abilities. “No! I won't let you damn me again!”

He rubbed his groin against her clit harder and faster.

“Oh, god!” She mewled as the sensations increased in strength.

Nimbus smiled. His face blazed with sexual desire as his cock swelled in his pants from the friction burning on their flirting genitals. “Come for me, Sonya. Come for your master.”

Sonya snapped her mouth shut and felt her face distort with pleasure as she tried in vain to keep them from seeing how affected she was. Her climax bombarded her with heat and cold as it stole possession of her body. She shuddered against his crotch and soaked the front of his jeans with her release.

The men looked smug and turned on by the sight of her coming beneath and against them.

“So damned hot,” Drakkar praised.

“As delicious as that was, we should get going before that wolf shows up to warn her,” Jude advised, “unless you're planning on killing him.”

“No! He hasn't done anything wrong!” Sonya shrieked into the gag Jude crammed into her mouth and quivered when she saw the dangerous glare Nimbus gave her.

“That's not a bad idea,” he agreed in a thin, jealous tone.

Drakkar shook his head. “Now, now, let the holy canine be. He doesn't know it yet, but eventually I'm going to go after him and make him my fuck buddy.”

Nimbus answered him while glowering down at Sonya. “Fine, just so long as he stays away from Sonya.”

The vampires got up and Nimbus flipped Sonya over onto her stomach and handcuffed her wrists behind her. “Jude, get her some clothes to take with us and make it quick. Drakkar, bring the van around front.”

Drakkar headed out. “Be sure to grab at least a few slutty ones.”

“Of course.” Jude went into her closet. “We should stop for coffee on the way, Nimbus. It sounds good and I think it would be a good idea to get some caffeine into all of us for the long, vigorous night ahead.”

Sonya shivered as she tried to wriggle up the mattress to get away like a worm.

Nimbus chuckled and dragged her back to her original place by the hips. “I don't think so, girl. Would you like a coffee on the way?”

He removed the gag from her mouth. “Please let me go. This is wrong. I -”

She squealed when he stuffed the gag back into her mouth and pulled her up so she sat astraddle on his lap. The position brought their genitals together and their faces within inches of one another. It was far too intimate to be this close to someone she'd been commanded to avoid like the plague.

“There's nothing wrong with enjoying coffee, Sonya,” Nimbus sassed her. “Since you're too overly stimulated from my expertise, I will rely on memory to make the decision for you.”

She blushed at the reference to his undeniable skill in bed.

“A hazelnut latte was your favorite in cold weather, but since the night is warm, perhaps you would favor your summer preference of a blended mocha.” He stared at her, waiting for her answer.

Sonya nodded, feeling ashamed at how giddy she felt when he smiled at her. God, he was gorgeous. He always had been.

Nimbus helped her to her feet and she bolted toward the door with her arms behind her. She felt like a chicken running like that. He caught her by the arm easily and swatted her fanny to chastise her.

“I told you you weren't leaving and I meant it. Try to break my promise again and I'll pummel your ass raw. Do you understand me?”

Sonya nodded. She may understand, but there was no way in hell that she could stick around to let him break the rest of her vows. As soon as she found an opportunity, she needed to run.

* * *

Sonya rode in the back of the minivan with Nimbus while Jude and Drakkar sat up front and took turns driving. They drank coffee and had the radio blaring. Nimbus left her handcuffed and occasionally flipped her over his lap and spanked her ass. Judging by the discussion up front and Drakkar's previous mention of
Ane Rouge
, she guessed they were driving to Seattle.

When ACDC's “Highway to Hell” came on, Jude got an irritating grin on his face. “Why, Sonya, I do believe your life song is playing.”

Sonya wanted to get a choking hold on him. She and Dante had rocked out to the song in the car before, but hearing the words now scared her. It had been Nimbus the whole time. She'd slept with him, but she hadn't known. They would forgive her. They had to and she would escape.

“It
is
perfect, isn't it?” Nimbus agreed.

He pulled her down onto the floor with him and undid his fly. Her heart raced when he took his cock out and lifted the hem of her baby doll. The hard, private feel of the bulbous head strumming through her slick folds summoned a gasp from her.

“You're wet,” he whispered with a smug smile. “Why is that?”

Sonya blushed and her eyes dropped. Thank god it was dark and he couldn't see the desire in her eyes. She wanted him so bad she wouldn't be surprised if her body burst into flames. He must never know this or she would be screwed.

“Nimbus...”

“Yes, Sonya?”

She let out a gentle gasp when the crown of his erection pushed slowly into her vagina. His wide girth left her feeling stretched and excited, even as the lyrics in the background reminded her of the cost of her actions.

“I want to be good,” she whispered, holding his gaze.

He slid another inch of his dick inside of her, seeming pleased at the way she gaped from the feel of him sinking into her. “Do you?”

Did she? Yes, of course she did.

“Yes,” she whispered, hoping he would stop before she gave into him.

He slowly advanced, pushing inch by luscious inch of his cock into her soaked, throbbing pussy until he was seated to the hilt inside of her.

“Oh god!” She gasped and twisted, trying to escape the mind-blowing penetration.

Nimbus smiled as he tugged her lingerie down so he could see and touch her swollen breasts. “Is that a prayer, Sonya, or do I please you?”

She tried to wriggle free of the handcuffs binding her wrists behind her. They wouldn't break and he had her on her back, lying on top of them. “I want to be good.”

His warm, wet tongue traced the curve of her bottom lip like she was a candy apple. “You mentioned that already. I think you're just saying that in case there are any angels in the vicinity who can hear you. Deep down I think you like the way my penis feels inside your body. Why else would your cunt be soaked and your aura saturated with lust?”

Sonya blushed and squeezed her eyes shut in shame. “It's not true.”

“Still a bloody liar I see.” His strokes were deep and deliberate as he used his strong arms to support his brawny body while he hovered over her and ravished her slowly.

Sonya swallowed, trying desperately to let her mind wander so as to shut out the incomparable pleasure of his erection gliding inside her quim. A controlled swat on her pussy brought her mind back from its rambling journey.