Balance Series Book 2
King Zagan, Commander of the legions of the damned and one of the higher echelon in the Underworld, never fancied a mate. Demons weren’t that way inclined. But when Botis met the Archangel Raziel and their relationship actually worked, Zagan was intrigued. Of course, it wasn’t as though he planned on claiming anyone, but tangling in the sheets with a forbidden angel was a vice he could and would enjoy. Or so he thought.
Anael has always considered himself the annoying younger brother of angels like Raziel. As the angel of love, passion and sexuality, he could see love connections that others couldn’t. When he saw his connection with Zagan he was so excited. Not only was he part of the big “Mating Scheme” devised by Head Office, but he snagged King Zagan, the secret crush he’s had for centuries. Now if only things could go right for them both.
A marriage proposal from Lady Zoltus is just the first sign of trouble for the new couple. When Lucifer sticks his nose in and detains Zagan in the Underworld, leaving Anael to roam earth alone, more secrets are uncovered. After a confrontation Anael starts to question if anything he does is right. Will these two ever find their HEA?
This book is a continuation of the Balance series. It advisable to have read book one, The Viper’s Heart to gain a sense of context for this story. MM intimate experiences divulged in the pages. Suitable for adult readers only.
“I thought you told me that sweet little angel was totally gaga over me and couldn’t wait to jump on my cock.” Zagan twirled Botis around and slammed him up against the bathroom wall.
“There is no way I used the word gaga.” Botis shook his head and pushed Zagan away although in the small bathroom, that wasn’t very far. “That word has never passed my lips before and I’m not sure I’m pleased it has now. I never said he wanted to ride your cock either. He’s an angel for fart’s sake.”
“You know what I mean.” Zagan was furious. “You said he was begging to meet me.”
“Yeah, so, and he was.” Botis shrugged, smoothing his hands down his Hugo Boss jacket. “Clearly, he was infatuated with the stories about you. When he met you in real life….” He waved a hand at Zagan’s more casual attire, “Maybe you didn’t live up to the hype.”
A burst of flame escaped Zagan’s nostrils as he snorted. “I earned every bit of my reputation,” he snarled.
“And how is any part of that reputation going to put you in the good books with an angel?” Botis smirked at Zagan’s glare. Poxy demon was so smug; firmly wrapped around the Archangel Raziel’s little finger.
“It might suit you to be an angel’s pet snake,” Zagan replied, referring to Botis’s shifted form. “I just wanted to sample the goods. It’s not as though demons get the go ahead to so much as look at angels on the street. I was curious, wondering what all the fuss was about. And then the one angel I get a chance to meet can’t be bothered to give me the time of day.”
Botis laughed, something else that was new. Zagan realized there were a lot of changes in his normally surly friend. Happiness sat across Botis’s broad shoulders like a mantle, and Botis wore it well. Yet, Zagan would be a fool if he thought happiness weakened his friend in any way. Botis ruled his sixty legions with a rod of iron; he just didn’t fuck his minions anymore because Raziel didn’t like the idea.
“How can you stand it,” Zagan twitched as he thought about the sexy cute little angel sitting at the dinner table waiting for them. The man spent all evening bestowing sunshine smiles at the waiters, who were captivated with the little minx. “How can you stand fucking the same person night after night? Don’t you get bored?”
“You should try it sometime,” Botis patted his shoulder as he opened the bathroom door. “You might be surprised at how enjoyable it can be, especially when it comes to an angel.” His laughter was thankfully cut off as the door swung closed behind him.
His heart beating wildly, Anael let his body go limp. Zagan was his and there was no doubt in Anael’s mind that within the next ten minutes he was going to be owned just as readily. There was precious little foreplay, but Anael didn’t need it. The combination of magic and the sexual tension in the air was enough to have his cock spurting without a touch.
His face cocooned by Zagan’s hair as it fell around them meant he couldn’t see what was going on down below. But the pressure of Zagan’s blunt fingers against his entrance sent shivers up his spine. Zagan growled his approval when he realized Anael had taken care of the prep and Anael would have blushed if his face wasn’t beetroot red already.
His leg swept up in Zagan’s capable hand, Anael cupped his demon’s chin with his as he felt the unmistakable nudge against his exposed hole. This wasn’t a position he was used to – sex wasn’t something he was used to – but he gazed into the flames roaring in his mate’s eyes and let out a long breath as he felt his hole breached by something far thicker than Zagan’s fingers.
“You are fucking perfect,” Zagan groaned as Anael struggled with the sensation of fullness. Leaning his body back slightly from the demon’s chest, Anael gulped as that sensation increased.
How big is this guy? Zagan didn’t seem to notice his slight panic, thank goodness; his cock pushing in further and further until Anael was sure it was tickling his rib cage from the insides. His logical mind let him know how silly he was being, but Anael was finding it hard to breathe. One leg was going numb from where Zagan was leaning on it, there was a tugging at the rim of his hole due to the angle they were on. The only thing solid was Zagan’s jaw under his fingers and it wasn’t enough.
And maybe Zagan wasn’t completely insensitive to his plight because Anael had one second to appreciate the brush of Zagan’s balls against his inner thigh before he was flipped over; now straddling Zagan like a cowboy. His legs sighed with relief while his ass splayed open as he slid over Zagan’s full length.
“Let your body adjust, my precious,” Zagan crooned quietly, his voice barely audible over Anael’s harsh breath. But he could feel an emotional warmth coming from his mate that he didn’t expect. At least not this soon. Resting his hands on Zagan’s chest, Anael breathed deeply, in and out. His power was still flooding his system and now he had the time to look, Anael could see his body was bathed in a white glow.
“You’re like a lightbulb lit up by my dick.” Zagan’s teeth gleamed white against his full red lips. “Can’t say that’s happened before.”
It hasn’t to me either, but Anael wasn’t going to say so. Tensing his legs, Anael used the leverage he had on Zagan’s chest, and slid up and back down the length owning his ass. Zagan’s groan was a thing of beauty and leaning forward slightly, Anael did it again and again, his movements getting faster as his hole adjusted, and pleasure pushed his power levels higher.
Firm hands surrounded his head, forcing Anael to look up. In repose, Zagan was sensually handsome, but with his teeth bared and his eye sockets filled with flames, Anael had never seen anything sexier in his life.