EXCERPT

The Elementals: Goddess of Air
by Marteeka Karland
cover art by Bryan Keller
ISBN: 978-1-59596-375-8
Genre(s): Paranormal, Angels, Demons & Deities, BDSM
Theme(s): Ménage
Length: Novella (12k - 28k words

Chapter 1

"No! Please, no!" Angelina was about to come for the fifth time this afternoon, and she wasn't at all sure her sanity would withstand it. The handsome priest between her legs looked at her, but didn't pause in his nibbling and slurping of her cunt. She knew what would make him stop, what the "safe word" was -- she just couldn't seem to make herself say it.

"My beautiful Angelina." The deep, masculine voice next to her ear sent shivers down her body and with one extra puff of air, as if he knew exactly what effect it would have on her, he whispered, "Because I wish it -- and only because I wish it -- you will come now."

And she did.

Deep, body-wracking spasms forced a gush of liquid pleasure from her cunt to the waiting mouth of the only remaining archangel left in Heaven. Gabriel had stayed to ensure her safety -- not because he wanted to. It was his job. He kept the balance in Heaven. He wouldn't prevent anything Chaos chose to do unless it endangered her physically.

The fact that he hadn't thrown Chaos out as soon as he'd brought her here said he believed Chaos was essential to balance.

But he was enjoying himself too damned much.

Her limp body was spread out and bound on a bed of clouds, her wings tucked neatly behind her. Chaos had kept her thus in one form or another for several months now with no end in sight. He hadn't spoken to her except to comment on Gabriel's use of her body or to tell her to come or not to come -- and she tried her best to please him enough for him to let her come because she found she could no longer do so unless he permitted it. The periods he allowed her to rest, Chaos left her in solitude. Always, it was Gabriel he directed to torment her, he rarely touched her.

Always bound.

As her body wrung out the last of the painfully pleasurable contractions, Angelina gasped out a sob. "Please, Chaos. No more. Make him stop."

"But, my dear Angelina, you look so lovely bound at my mercy. It's not as if you're not having a good time. You've come so many times, and I have not." His condescending tone was more strained than amused. He obviously wasn't as unaffected as she expected him to be. He didn't seem to be worried about any power she might have. Considering he'd kept her too mentally and physically worn out to concentrate on anything other than breathing, perhaps there was a reason he didn't fear her. But what of this seemingly overpowering lust? Chaos never showed weakness.

"Why are you doing this?" She was becoming desperate and was dangerously close to begging him. "What do you want from me?"

His grin was slow, sexy, and scary as hell. "I want to torment you as you have me all these years… Eurynome."

"What?" She was too tired to be having this conversation. She'd felt his anger through an unexpected link she found to him through the Air, but she had no idea this was the cause of his anger. "Chaos, I'm not Eurynome."

"Just because you left doesn't mean I'm letting you go now that I have you back. This time, you're mine." Chaos nodded to Gabriel, who shrugged and immediately latched his mouth onto her clit again.

"But, I'm not Eur -- AHHHH!" Angelina screamed. Her body tensed and the painful pleasure started all over again. She never thought there could ever be such a thing as too much pleasure, too many orgasms, but she wasn't sure how much more her body could take.

Gabriel played her clit over and over, bringing her to the crest of climax then letting her slowly slide back down before starting all over again. All the while, Chaos stood a couple of feet away, his arms crossed with a smug grin on his face and lust in his eyes. This man meant to fuck her. But not before he was good and ready.

Chaos loved seeing Angelina like this. He knew she wasn't Eurynome. At least, part of him did. He wanted to still believe she was the love he'd lost so many eons ago. The other part of him was glad she wasn't.

After what Eurynome had done to him, she deserved this. She'd used him. Why shouldn't he return the favor? He'd loved her more than life itself -- would have done anything for her. Eurynome deserved this, not Angelina. Eurynome had left, taking his heart with her.

Never again. Not even Angelina. She wasn't as cold as Eurynome -- a fact he loved exploring -- but she would never accept him as her mate, and that was exactly what Chaos wanted. He'd wanted it since he first met the Goddess of Air so very long ago.

Instead, he'd torment her beautiful body by blurring the lines she'd always known between pleasure and pain, but he'd take her to heights of ecstasy she'd never known existed. He'd make her totally dependent on him for physical release.

Then leave her. And she'd be forced to seek him out.

He watched in smug fascination as the Archangel really did a number on Angelina's cunt. Gabriel's tongue darted out several times to circle her clit before his mouth closed around her bare pussy once again. He grinned. Now was the time to introduce the smallest amount of pain in this session. He liked to keep her off balance. Such was his nature.

"You look so beautiful, Angelina. I love watching you writhe in pleasure, looking into your eyes as you sink slowly into a sexual madness."

"You're a bastard, Chaos"

He chuckled at her breathless reply to hide the wince. "If you think that now, I can't imagine what you'll think when this is all over." Glad he'd thought of it before he'd brought her here today, he pulled a pair of rubber tipped nipple clamps from the cloud's misty surface. "It's time to introduce you to something new, my sweet Angelina."

Her eyes widened. "Chaos." Her gaze flew to his with real fear in their icy blue depths. "What are you doing?"

He didn't say anything as he slowly, deliberately, moved to place a clamp on her right nipple. Stopping just before the teeth closed over her, he pulled back. "Hum," he said, studying her nipple with great interest. "It probably needs to be hard and standing a little taller before I do this, don't you think so, Gabriel?"

The blond man raised his head and it was like everything moved in slow motion. Chaos felt like he was caught in a vacuum. He could hear nothing but the beating of his own heart. He couldn't breathe. Gabriel turned his multi-hued eyes to both of them and they were powerless to look away. It was as if the existence of the very universe depended on his next words.

"You will not damage her, Chaos. My task at hand is the harmony and balance within this place, but I oversee the greater good everywhere. I will allow you to do only what I deem necessary, and only what she does not truly object to." In that moment, the man had the most dominating presence anyone Chaos had ever met. Gabriel held their gazes a moment longer before dipping his head back to Angelina's cunt.

And the moment was gone.

Chaos looked warily at Gabriel before glancing at Angelina. Her face was sweaty and flushed, and two veins stood out at her temple and neck, but she looked at Gabriel with a puzzled expression. Obviously, she couldn't figure him out either. When she glanced his way, his breath caught.

She was so beautiful! He'd never met a woman to match her. Even at the height of his obsession with Eurynome, he'd never thought her as beautiful as Angelina.

Her skin was like creamy alabaster and her frame was tall and willowy. Her limbs, though lightly muscled, were delicate and classically feminine. Her snow-white curls flowed around her, curling about her shoulders and over one breast. Her pussy was currently covered by Gabriel's mouth, but the absence of pubic hair made him hard just thinking about it. She stretched her arms over her head, her small breasts thrust out at him. The light, dusky pink of her nipples beckoned him like nothing else ever had.

Pushing everything else out of his mind, he knelt beside her and sucked one nipple into his mouth. Her cry was music to his ears, especially when she thrust her chest into him as much as her bonds allowed. Pulling hard on her nipple, he let it slide slowly out of his mouth and quickly attached the clamp.

Her sharp intake of air left him strangely anxious. He searched her face for signs she was in too much discomfort, but she bit her lower lip and didn't say a thing.

"You remember the safe word, yes?" He wasn't sure why he felt the need to remind her she had a way out.

She simply nodded, her white teeth still worrying her lower lip.

"Say it."

"Elemental." Her gasp was almost inaudible, but her answer satisfied Chaos. The safe word was easy to remember, yet out of the realm of their sex play. Should she use it, he would stop everything instantly. Her torment would be over and so would his.

All this time, he'd believed Eurynome was his mate, not Angelina. He just couldn't figure out why was he drawn to Angelina, or why he couldn't imagine not having her in his life? Always. Even though it had seemed they were enemies, they had talked at length almost daily until the eruption at Yellowstone. With changes in the elements happening so quickly, Angelina hadn't had the time to spend with him she'd always had. It had taken that event to realize what Eurynome had tried to teach him; he wasn't the enemy of the Elementals -- he was that which balanced all that neatness and order.

He'd missed Angelina, and it puzzled the hell out of him. So he'd spent every moment he had searching for Eurynome. He'd searched every plane of existence possible and everywhere he'd gone, everyone he'd questioned had pointed him back here. To Heaven.

He had thought it meant Eurynome had disguised herself as the Goddess of Air. In order to keep an eye on her most favorite world, perhaps she had become the one goddess who could see everything. After all, Air flowed to every corner of the Earth. His purpose had been to torment the little bitch. He wanted her to pay for every scar to his heart.

Instead, he had this pale skinned woman spread so deliciously out before him. She wasn't the master of deception he'd thought her to, but he'd have to be careful or he'd lose his heart again.

"Good. Very good, Angelina. But you have to know, if you use that word, I'll leave and I won't return. Ever. All you have to do to be rid of me is say one little word."

She took in a deep breath and closed her hands into fists. "I don't want rid of you, Chaos. I never did."

"No one wants chaos, Angelina. Everyone needs some kind of order."

"Perhaps, but the proper mix of chaos and order is the spice of life."

Again, he moved toward her upturned breasts with one of the nipple clamps. Dipping his head, he sucked one peak into his mouth making it stand out even farther when he let it go with an audible slurp. "You like spicy?" He carefully placed the clamp, letting it go and watching the very tip of her nipple darken slightly with the loss of circulation. "I can give you spicy, my dear."

She cried out, but he felt a flood of excitement wash over her the likes of which he'd never experienced with any other living being. Perhaps there was promise here after all. At least he'd have a good time before he left her. He grinned.

"That's it. I want to hear you scream, Angelina." He grinned triumphantly as she arched into him. Looking at the effect, he studied her chest for a moment. "Hmm," he mused. "I could get used to this." He looked down at Gabriel who was still attached at the lips to Angelina's clit. "Watching him go down on you is a real turn on, Angelina." It was only half the truth. It was a turn on, but it also made him furious. He wanted to rip the other man's heart out for touching his woman. When he spoke next, his voice was husky but his groin filled with blood, creating the biggest hard-on he could remember having in quite some time. "I'm wondering what it would be like to watch him fuck you. What do you think about that?"

"I -- whatever you want. Just please end this. I don't think I can stand much more." She sounded -- felt -- desperate. He'd kept her stimulated in one way or another for several days in a row with little or no rest. She must be exhausted.

Chaos waved his hand over her body, like a magician, and her bonds within the clouds moved. Her legs opened and bent at the knees so that her cunt was totally exposed to his view…

And Gabriel's cock.

He nodded to the archangel and Gabriel licked a path up Angelina's body until he covered her with his own. Nibbling and licking her neck, Gabriel teased her by sliding his cock all around her pussy, but never entering her. Chaos could see her hips straining to meet Gabriel's and her soft moans became cries of frustration in short order.

"Chaos!" she sobbed. "Please make him fuck me!"

"Why, my dear?" He knew his matter-of-fact tone grated on her nerves. She was wound so tight, she could barely form a coherent sentence and for him to be apparently unaffected disturbed her. "You've never asked for it before and you've had plenty of opportunities."

"I need to be filled, Chaos. I'm empty! I need something to fill my soul and my cunt. I can't stand this hollow feeling inside."

"And do you think Gabriel will fill you?"

She really started crying then, her pelvis thrusting up at Gabriel spastically, "No! No one can fill me."

"Except me?"

"Damn you! I hate you, Chaos!"

He chuckled and nodded to Gabriel once again. The archangel plunged into her on the next stroke. His cock was larger than average and Chaos could actually feel the burning pleasure inside her.

He also felt the hollowness she thought could never be filled.

Angelina's beautiful face was flushed in her passion, but frustration and despair floated in her eyes. The need for physical release was almost overwhelming and completely overpowering. The fine muscles in her arms stood out in stark relief as she fought against her bonds, as did the tendons and veins in her neck. Gabriel's strokes increased in speed and intensity until he was slamming into her so hard that her small breasts bounced with each thrust.

She screamed in desperation, her words incoherent but her intent clear. Not sure why he felt the need to end her suffering, sure it was more out of pity than anything else, Chaos leaned over her body and quickly, but carefully, removed the nipple clamps.

With the sensation of blood returning to the small bits of flesh, Chaos felt Angelina fall into a sexual frenzy that sent her plunging over the edge into insanity. She bucked as much as her restraints allowed, shaking her head violently from side to side. Her snow-white hair, damp with sweat, stuck to her face, giving her the illusion of a crazed witch. Her screams seemed to go on forever before finally tapering to whimpers.

Gabriel's thrusts quickened and with a ragged groan of pleasure, he grabbed his cock and pulled out of her, cupped his free hand, and came into the well of his palm.

Chaos looked at him sharply. "Why did you do that?"

Gabriel was still breathing hard and it was a moment before he answered. "She is not for me."

"I thought you wanted to mark her with your seed."

"Would it have made her mine?"

"Never!" The exclamation surprised him. He didn't want to keep Angelina, only make her want him to keep her. He hoped Gabriel didn't see anything other than that in his features. Gabriel saw entirely too much as it was. If he suspected Chaos had any tender feelings at all for Angelina - well, Chaos didn't want to think about that. "It doesn't matter. I only wanted to reward you for helping me keep her here."

"As I said before --" Gabriel's voice was calm, emotionless. "-- she is not mine to take." The two men stared at each other a few moments. Chaos swore the other man was sizing him up, trying to discover his real intentions. "Have you any other need of me or the Goddess at the moment?"

Chaos raised his chin a notch. "No. You may take her to the bathing pool, but you will not leave her unattended, nor will you let her leave this place."

Gabriel merely nodded. Waving his hand over Angelina's body, he released the invisible restraints within the clouds and gently lifted her with great care and tenderness. When she was settled comfortably in his arms, her delicate arms draped around his neck, her wings hanging limply to drape his arm, Gabriel looked at Chaos. "She does not deserve your torment."

"Why not? She's only getting what she delivered to me." Over the decades, Chaos had conversed, not only with Angelina, but Gabriel as well. Somehow, Chaos had managed to convince the archangel Angelina was really Eurynome in disguise. It was how he'd gotten Gabriel to help him in the first place. Gabriel's existence was all about protecting the Goddess of Air. If this goddess was really Eurynome, then the real goddess was out there somewhere unprotected. It was Gabriel's duty to find her. If he found out Chaos had been wrong - or worse, lied altogether - he was sure to lose Angelina.

"Is she? Are you so sure she is the one you seek?"

"The conclusion is logical. Only the air could watch the entire world, even the depths of the sea, and only the Goddess of All Things would have the power to process all the information not of air hidden within the air. She is the one."

Gabriel only stared at him a moment longer before turning his back and taking the Goddess of Air to a place she could heal her bruised body.