Redemption Ch. 03

Alluna huffed a sigh of relief. "I hope no one else has babies for a while. These are a handful as it is."

Rayne blinked and looked at the babies playing and laughing.

"Are you okay?"

Alluna's question startled her. She dropped the hands she'd been smoothing over her flat belly unconsciously. Alluna looked at her questioningly. "Has Lucien..." she licked her lips, her caramel skin taking on a pinkish hue. "Has he bedded you?"

Rayne looked down, blinking rapidly. "He—" Images of Lucien pinning her with his body, his fingers shoved deep inside her. "I don't... I'm not certain."

Alluna looked confused. "Did he...?" The girl's face flushed deeper. "Did he put his man-part inside you?"

Rayne chewed the inside of her cheek and then shook her head. "No."

Alluna blinked her big golden eyes. "Oh."

Rayne looked back at the babies. Jazriel seemed to be the oldest. At least he was the tallest, followed by the red-haired twins, and then the golden-haired triplets. The little winged baby was the youngest, but grew in leaps and bounds every day. At the moment, Rayne observed how she was struggling to sit up. Jazriel helped her and she grinned wobbling a bit before toppling over with enormous surprised silver eyes. The baby pounded her fists on the red blanket, showing displeasure instead of crying.

The little one had her mother, Anniel's coloring, but was clearly a reaper like her father, Ashriel.

Rayne placed her hands over her belly. She'd seen how the father's of these children interacted with them, saw the way they kissed and looked upon the mothers with something akin to adoration.

Jazriel was like an angel, the twins were little dragon shifters as were the three baby girls Zak and Alluna had spawned.

"If I were to conceive from Master Lucien, what manner of child would I give birth to?"

When Alluna failed to answer, Rayne gave her a questioning look. The girl had gone pale, her slim hand at her throat.

"You want him to get you pregnant?"

Rayne couldn't help but pout. She wanted more than that. She wanted Master Lucien to claim her... want her. If she became pregnant, bore him children, he might.

"Yes," Rayne sighed full of longing.

Alluna gulped. "Well... have you told him that?"

Rayne's hopes diminished a bit. "Should I? Wouldn't it be better to surprise him?"

One of Alluna's dark brows rose. "Oh, I'm sure he'll be plenty surprised. But you should ask him first."

"Did you ask your Master?"

Alluna opened her mouth and looked away blinking. She frowned and began to nibble a nail on her index finger. "Uh, actually I don't think I ever did. It just kind of happened."

Rayne grinned. "Then, there you go. I'll just let it happen."

Alluna put her dainty fingers over her lips to hide a smile. "You need him to put his man-part inside you for that."

Rayne frowned. No one had ever explained to her exactly which of her holes would produce the much desired miracle. And then she gasped, remembering how she'd swallowed Boy Rayne's cum. What if she became pregnant by him?

He was sweet and very beautiful too, but she was more attracted to Master Lucien. Besides, Boy Rayne was terrified of her. She thought she'd managed to break through his terror, but he'd bolted from the bed seconds after unloading in her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Alluna asked touching her arm.

"I... I swallowed Boy Rayne's cum."

Alluna's eyes widened. "So the battle pet is male?" She snorted with a frown. "I just lost my bet with Master Zak."

"What?" Rayne asked in confusion.

Alluna shook her head. "Never mind that. Did you just say you swallowed his..." Alluna looked behind them and drew Rayne farther away from the babies. "Did you say you swallowed?"

Rayne nodded and replied, also whispering "his cum. It was pink and tasted sweet."

Alluna's jaw dropped. "Dragon cum is sweet too. Did his man-part get even bigger and... and pointy?"

Rayne frowned in confusion and was about to say no, but Master Zak's sudden appearance behind Alluna made both women jump. He wrapped his arms around his female and growled in her ear. "Man-part? Really, Alluna? I'm disappointed baby."

Alluna bit her lower lip, staring at Rayne wide-eyed.

"What is it called, baby?" Zak whispered huskily in her ear.

Alluna gulped, her face going scarlet, "B-but the children M—"

"Are not paying attention." He seemed to roll his hips against Alluna's ass. The girl let out a breathy moan. "What is it called?" he asked again.

Alluna sighed once more, "My big molecular vaporizing canon."

Zak began to chuckle, shoulders shaking with mirth. "You're such a dirty, naughty-naughty girl," he growled, wrapping an enormous arm around Alluna's waist. "As soon as the babies go to sleep you're getting a paddling on that gorgeous, round ass of yours for teasing me knowing I'd have to wait to take you."

Alluna's eyes widened and she cleared her throat before saying sheepishly, "But, Master, it's our turn to mind the babies while the other couples have some mommy-daddy-time."

For a moment, Zak frowned. "Remi won't be able to have mommy-daddy-time with Rowie tonight. They can babysit."

"What's wrong with Remi?" Alluna asked turning in his arms with a worried frown.

Zak grinned and began cracking his knuckles. "Nothing... yet." He grinned evilly.

Rayne felt perplexed with the whole conversation, especially when Alluna gasped and with a little stamp of her foot demanded, "Don't you dare. Zak. Don't hurt Remi. His mate will be furious with you and turn your entire wardrobe hot-pink again."

Her outburst shocked Rayne, and she cringed inwardly as her gaze swung to the giant golden weredragon.

Instead of unleashing his wrath upon his unruly demanding sub, Zak blushed deeply and rubbed the back of his neck. "Maybe I can ask Seth."

"Not if you want me to castrate you, Goliath."

Rayne turned to see the silver-haired weretigri walk into the playroom.

"We need to talk," he said to Zak. "Alone."

Two days. Two days had gone by and Boy Rayne avoided him like the plague.

Lucien let out a frustrated breath. He needed to leave already. Devon and Seth kept calling him to their strategy meetings. They needed to get the plan to sneak him to Earth ironed out. If only Lucien didn't feel this overwhelming sense of... guilt.

And Rayne. He'd almost passed out when Zak announced that she wanted Lucien to impregnate her.

He raked both hands through his hair, inadvertently pulling at it because he hadn't used his hygiene unit or bathed in the two days he'd been waiting for Boy to come out of the water.

He sniffed his underarms and grimaced. Human sweat. Years of using a hygiene unit were beginning to fade making him smell like a real man again. Real man smell sucked.

"Hey, sexy."

He turned with a frown. Amadashiel had the uncanny ability to sneak up on him repeatedly.

He narrowed his eyes as she sauntered over to him.

Most times he just teleported away. He knew she wanted him, could smell her aroused scent no matter where he vanished to. She certainly was persistent, he'd give her that, but Rayne's decision that he be the father of her future babies had weirded him out. Big time.

"Ooh, so serious," Amadashiel purred, settling her gloriously nude body next to him. She made sure to position her legs so that her plump, pink pussy was on display. She was wet and swollen for him. "You're so fucking hot, Luke, but then I'm sure you've heard that a million times, right?"

Lucien tore his eyes from the enticing sight of her cunt to look at her silver-grey eyes. Dark blond hair lifted with the breeze as she licked her lips, her eyes focused on his half-erect cock.

What the hell. He was a man after all, but even though his unruly dick had a mind of its own, it didn't dictate his life.

She grinned even though he kept his expression stony. Reaching up, she tucked one side of her hair behind her ear, retrieving a slender red object she had perched there.

Lucien tried to remain expressionless until with a flick of her finger she lit the cigarette and took a long drag.

Her eyes rolled back and she held her breath before letting it out in a rapturous sigh. "Damn, that's good shit," she whispered.

Lucien gaped. "Is that dragon weed?"

She smirked, her eyes already glassy, "Wanna hit, pretty-boy?"

Lucien blinked. It had been forever. "Fuck-yeah."

She put the glowing red dragon weed stick between her lips and pulled another long drag. This time, Lucien watched as she almost consumed half the stick.

He was about to protest her not leaving him barely anything when she sprang forward and sealed her mouth over his. Her breath shot into him and Lucien inhaled deeply, closing his eyes.

The fiery smoke lit him up from the inside. A wave of pleasure hit him hard, making him instantly erect. He inhaled deeper, harder and it hit his brain, lit his eyes, opened his senses.

Singing. He heard singing and opened his eyes to behold thousands of Dominatio flying, playing along the grass, swooping into the water. They seemed not to notice him or Amadashiel sitting there... well except three of them. Lucien immediately recognized the two cherubs that constantly harassed him about accepting a divine sword. They stared at him, looking sad. The one hovering near Amadashiel looked angry.

Lucien grinned at his two. "Why the fuck do you look so sad?" he laughed. "Does it bother you to see me happy?"

He tried to swat them away as though they were annoying flies, but Amadashiel caught his flailing fists.

"Hey," she laughed.

Lucien laughed too, his eyes going over her again. "Hey," he growled with a smile he hoped looked as perverted as he tried to sound. He licked his lips and lay back invitingly, spreading his thighs for her.

She dove for his dick in the blink of an eye. Lucien hissed in a deep breath before snatching the dragon weed stick she'd dropped.

The girl reaper rubbed her face all over his cock, breathing him in deep. "Oh-god—you smell so fucking good," she exclaimed with a moan of delight.

Should he tell her he hadn't seen to his personal hygiene in the last two days?

Amadashiel groaned and sniffed his balls before licking them reverently.

Nah—he thought taking another drag from the dragon stick.

The sun turned liquid, showering everything around them in golden molten light. Lucien laughed and stuck his tongue out to taste it. Light filled him making him gasp. Light. It poured from his eyes and pores. Lucien groaned when Amadashiel took him to the root. He was glowing, splendorous light radiating from his body. Looking down at the girl reaper, he could see his cock in her throat. It was glowing too, but she... the corona of fire around her was splotchy with dark shadows. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the shadows closer.

Horror gripped him, making him grab her by her hair and jerk her away.

"Ow. What gives?" she said rubbing where he'd pulled her hair. "I know you like it rough, but don't damage my pretty hair."

Lucien blinked. Had he actually seen—

He blinked repeatedly as she reached over and took the dragon weed stick from him.

Lucien—Seth snapped in his head.

:Gotta go, baby," he said standing slowly. The dark shadows buzzed around her like flies. One landed on her lip and she licked it into her mouth. "But I didn't finish my treat," she pouted.

The shadow buzzed out of her nose again making his stomach churn with nausea. Some of the flies were settling on her cunt that no longer looked pink, but grayish green and rotted.

Lucien stumbled back with a frown. That's when he noticed Boy Rayne standing at the bank of the lake. Golden fire glowed around him too, but behind his back, to Lucien's astonishment, were wings of fire. Some of the cherubs were gathering round him, smiling gently down upon him. One of them reached out to touch him, making Lucien take a step closer.

Boy Rayne turned away and dove back into the water.

He still looked angry and... hurt.

"I'm so sorry, baby," Lucien whispered.

"No problem, sexy. We can fuck later," Amadashiel said blowing out a plume of smoke.

He hadn't noticed before, but the smoke smelled like... cinnamon and fire.

Luke—Seth shouted into his mind.

Lucien teleported into the one-hundred-eleventh floor conference room. It was their favorite place to convene.

Everyone stared at him wide-eyed.

Ashriel snarled, banging a meaty fist against the matte black table. "Is it not enough I must endure your hedonistic tendencies in the envirolevel, must I also have to witness your depravity during our strategic meetings.

Lucien had no fucking idea what he was talking about, but was too busy staring at the amazing display of bright white fire glowing all around the enormous reaper.

"Wow," was all he could say stupidly.

Yeah. He should look away now, but it was hard. The fire was mesmerizing, and this time there were no dark shadows buzzing around.

"Pretty."

Oops. did he say that out loud?

Ashriel almost made it across the table before Devon stopped him.

Oh. Look. His brother was glowing even brighter than Ashriel. Just like Boy Rayne, he had wings of fire. Only Devon's took up almost all of the space in the room.

"Damn," Lucien huffed looking at the immense wings fanning behind his twin.

He strode up confidently to Devon until his face was mere inches away from his.

"You know... me and you look nothing alike. I'm blond," He plucked a ribbon of satiny hair from his brother's shoulder. "You're hair is blacker than Lucifer's asshole." He chuckled at his own joke. "Are you sure we're twins?"

Devon just stared at him, poleaxed.

After a heavy pause, Ashriel muttered, "He's lost his ever-loving mind."

Remi leaned in close, staring into Lucien's eyes.

The bright fire surrounding Remi fascinated Lucien too.

The red weredragon snorted, obviously fighting not to grin. "Did you smoke dragon weed?"

Lucien laughed, taking a step back. "Whoa."

Devon gripped Remi's upper arm, swinging him around to face him. "Damn-it, Rem. I told you not to do it."

Remi raised his hands and laughed. "They were harassing me. I had to do something to get them off my ass."

Behind them all, Zak began to guffaw.

Lucien, feeling better than he ever had, threw his arm around Remi's shoulders. The red weredragon stiffened and stared at him wide-eyed. "Leave him be, Dev. The man scored some really good shit. You should try it."

Devon looked horrified, maybe even a little disgusted. Meanwhile, Zak's howls of laughter reverberated throughout the room. Even Remi had doubled over, laughter overtaking him.

Lucien wasn't sure what was so funny, but the laughter was infectious. Soon tears were tracking down Lucien's face from how hard he laughed. It was only when Remi smacked Luke's ass did he realize he'd forgotten to put on clothes.

Well, damn. That made him laugh harder. He fell to his knees, bring Remi down with him. The asshole thumped his head on the floor and rolled around.Lucien had to look away or split his ribs wide open from laughter. Through the tears that leaked from his eyes, he noted the girls looking at him with worried frowns—Angel, Anniel and Rowie. Seth... well, when did Seth ever not frown.

Okay—he thought to himself— time to get serious here, Lukey-boy.

Even Remi was beginning to catch his breath and pull himself up from the floor.

Wiping his eyes, Lucien straightened and tried to get himself under control. He concentrated on his wardrobe and teleported one of his uniforms on. Shaking back his loose hair, he spun one of the chairs around and straddled it.

He took deep breaths with his eyes closed until the overwhelming urge to burst into giddy laughter subsided. He was lord and master of his body and emotions. He could do this.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked around the table. "Okay. I'm here. Fill me in on what's going down."

The weredragons sat down, still chuckling. Ashriel stalked back to his seat next to Anniel and crossed his bulging arms over his chest with a glower. Anniel rubbed his thick biceps trying to soothe him.

Lucien's gaze locked on her hand and suddenly wished he had... Rayne? Yeah. Rayne. Rayne stroking her little hands over him. She was so damn sweet.

"Luke." It was Devon that snapped at him this time.

"He's so fucking high, his head isn't going to be in this," Seth snarled in disgust.

Lucien scowled at him. "I'm fine. I only had three pulls. Where's my girl?"

Zak coughed. "Excuse me?"

Remi jumped out of his seat as if he had a spring under his ass "I'll go get her," he blurted grinning in ecstatic delight.

Devon started to protest, but Remi had already zapped away is a spurt of red-gold fire.

Devon slammed his fist against the table hissing an expletive before sliding down in his seat, frowning darkly at Lucien.

"She not a fucking toy, Luke," Zak was growling even as Rowie was gripping Lucien's arm from across the table.

"Think about what you're doing..." she implored.

Seth was also talking, almost shouting, "You're in no condition..."

Angel's shout of anger overlapped Seth's outburst. "Why must you always use women. Do you even feel anything for..."

"Honey, please..." This from Anniel, with Ashriel snarling next to her, obviously ticked off because she'd called him honey.

Only Devon remained silent, his eyes slightly narrowed as he regarded Lucien.

The voices clanged loudly in Lucien's head until he wanted to scream at them all to shut up.

Remi appeared holding Rayne by one arm.

Lucien sat straighter in his chair. The girl looked so lost and miserable... until she saw him. Her eyes lit up and a sob escaped her lips as she ran and wedged herself between the back of the chair and Lucien's chest. Her tiny fists clutched his black shirt as she buried her face against his chest.

"Master."

Her voice. It washed over him, drowning out the noise of the others. Her scent invaded his nose inviting him to bury his face against her neck, nuzzle aside the curtain of ebony hair to reach the sweet source.

"Master, I missed you. I felt so lonely, Master," she told him with that gut-wrenching little girl's voice that sliced at his heart like razor blades. She left him open and bleeding.

He cupped her face, that adorable innocent doll-like face, and brushed the two tears that rolled down pink cheeks. Her lip quivered, devastating him anew.

"I know, sweetness. I was looking for our Boy."

"I'm sorry I made you angry, Master. Please punish me, not Boy Rayne, Master"

"No, baby. I wasn't angry at you... or Boy." Guilt over his horrible reaction to their sensual exploring haunted him. In his mind's eye, he still saw Boy's terrified and heartbroken expression, slicing open another wound in his heart.

Seeking surcease from the pain, he took her mouth, drank from her, filled, and gorged himself on her intoxicating flavor.

The silence around him was sublime, the feel of her in his arms like truly coming home... until he closed his eyes and once again saw Boy Rayne's pleasure flushed face inches from his own.

No. Not right.

He raised his head to frown down at her. Her lips were wet and swollen from his rough kiss, her eyes closed. Twin fans of the blackest, thickest lashes rested against very flushed cheeks. The thin white dress she wore failed to hide the stiff peaks of her nipples pushing against the delicate material. He remembered how tiny they were, how pink and cute. His mouth watered, but he pressed her face against his chest and cradled her in his arms, kissing the top of her head reverently.

After filling his nose once more with the scent of her, he looked up and froze.

Everyone stared at him now, silent. Remi was grinning like a maniac, Devon had a slight smile playing about his lips, and Anniel was dabbing a tear from the corner of her eye. The rest just gawked.