Chapter 513: Kindle of Warmth-I
After what has been going on, Elise and Ian took a rest on the bedroom. Elise was too immersed in her thought. She questioned why it had to be her to become the Queen. Is it only because she was the only heir to the throne after her father has rejected the position from her father? But then, Satan appeared to still be healthy enough to move mansion between realms, why is he in a hurry to make her the Queen?
One thing she was certain is that her grandfather must have felt lonely alone. If she was in his place, she would have felt lonely as well but to keep her in Hell is going to far.
"As I thought, I should talk to him again," Elise suggested. She had been too overwhelmed that she didn't managed to speak heart to heart to her grandfather.
"Not now when he is still on fire on making you as the Queen of Hell without listening to your words," Ian said, placing the pillow he then came toward her. "I forgot to mention this as well, Elise but you forgot something."
Elise raised her brows, "Forgot in grandfather's mansion?" She didn't think she forgot anything... "Hallow! He isn't here!" She exclaimed in panic once she realized she had lost her friend. Elise pushed her hand inside her pocket and felt around but she found no one there as Hallow would often sleep comfortably. This never happened and Elise questioned when it had happened. There was many instances it could happen. Too many things happened around her surroundings that it was difficult to know when she had lost Hallow.
Oh no! What if he was thrown inside Satan's castle?
"Before I left, I put a little paper," Ian said, finding Elise looking at him confused, "That the chick is yours, the princess of Hell's most favorite pet. I am sure not even your grandfather would hurt him for your sake and not to mention, that chick is smart enough to understand how he could escape and how to safe his own ass."
"But we should help him," said Elise in worry. "Hallow also said that for the past few months he live in the White Mansion he felt sleepy. Do you know why does that happen?"
Ian narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrow, "Not that I know of. I know little about grim reapers as they belong to neither Hell nor Heaven. They work to bring souls to purgatory. I am not against you helping your friend but you shouldn't worry. If push come to shove and I notice he is in danger I will bring him back."
Wouldn't that mean Ian knew where Hallow was currently?
"Is he safe?" she asked as it was the most important for it now.
"Peachy even," Ian snapped his finger to put fire inside the fireplace. Soft cracklings could be heard. He then sat on the largest cushioned chair in the room which only had a single seat but somewhere could fit two people at once with the wide ness of the seat. "Come here, my love."
Elise couldn't resist Ian's calling her name. His voice was deep and full, tickling her ears and reaching to all corners of her heart. It felt as if she was compelled by his voice. Her body moved, and her slender feet took steps, threading to stand before Ian. When she reached to steps away from him, Ian tugged her wrist, pulling her closer.
Falling over his chest, Elise inhaled the musky scent that she often smelled from him. Even though they used the same soap, there was something of Ian's scent that smelled different from her or the soap as if his true scent couldn't be covered by the soap.
Elise felt her bottom touched as Ian shifted both her leg to one side of his leg. She looked at his large hands that touched her, loving every caresses his fingertips brought that she often enjoyed in the silence. "I have a question," Ian looked at her telling her to go on, "Why do you smell so good?"
"I smell good?" Elise cheeks reddened slightly as she nodded, "I think it must be because you have become aware of your demonic power. You might not know but there are a few reason why a demon's fragrance could smell so good to the other one."
Elise curiously looked at him, "Why?" Maybe it was because of the love between them? How silly she was, thought Elise to herself.
Ian had a grin which Elise didn't notice and he whispered beside her ears, "When your partner get aroused. As lover who had mate, we get to smell each other's fragrance much better. So the sweeter I smell... oh no, cat's out of the bag."
Elise felt somewhere her body begin to heat up in a different sense. She also could feel how Ian's fingertips that glide over her thighs brought shuddering gratification which put Elise into a mood and light sparks all over her body.
"Right now? We are chased you know," she reminded, and not to mention they still have things to do. Now that she think about it why were they staying here when they should leave to the Church?
Reading through her mind by staring at her face, Ian answered, "Hell is open only by time. If it is night at the mortal's world we have to wait until the morning appeared. The gate here is very willful and uselessly punctual on time."
So it was the same as curfew, thought Elise, finding its odd for demons to have curfew like children.
"How many hours do we have to wait for?" Elise questioned him. Riding on his laps, she gulped, feeling the heat controlling her as she asked for the hours they had together. She couldn't lie how she also felt herself wanting more for his touches as their visit to Satan's mansion wasn't something neither of them planned for.
"Around five to seven hours at most," Ian leaned forward to her nape. Seeing his own bite mark, his tongue rubbed his front teeth that wanted to make another mark on her neck to mark her. "We need two hours to go around Hell."
"For what?" Elise questioned, wanting to know their plan in Hell.
"We will look around and more importantly," Ian pulled out his hand, snapping his finger for an old envelope to settle on his hand. "We didn't get to know who had faked this letter on the name of Lucifer to my mother. I can trace the scent here and when he dropped a visit, he told me the name of the demon."
"Lucifer did?" Strange, thought Elise. Lucifer appeared like a person who would be free for anything at any hour. Yet now the Duke decided to stay in place and let Ian to take care of the problem? What exactly was he thinking? "Ian if Lucifer decided to wage a war between Hell and Heaven..."
"I won't partake in it. Not even if he tries to pull me into it," Ian answered in response, his eyes determined and like a natural fit, he settled his hand on Elise's back where he always felt his hand settling itself on. "All I want is for us to be together. No Angels, no demons, just us and our castle with the little ones."
Elise smiled, she was happy that Ian shared the same thought as her. "I agree."
"Maybe in the past I would have thought about it but not now," Ian spoke again, "You know Elise. No one had tried to make me change and even if they do they can't. But you— you are, the light of my life."
"And so are you," Elise smiled lovingly while looking in the depth of his red eyes, "Kiss me," she whispered and without needing a second time of asking, Ian wound his hand through her red hair, pulling her head and shared a searing kiss between them.
The fireplace crackled with the warmth between the two increasing as they undo each other clothes. Elise's hands settled itself around Ian's back. As he brushed his fingers on her hardened nipples, taking it between his teeth before moving away and kissing the side of her neck.
Elise thought she felt sore but as she positioned her legs between him and felt is hot member entering her, the soreness was unimaginable as the pleasure arises all over her body. The chair they sat on creaked louder as their movements quickened.
Ian enjoyed the sighs and each tears that dropped from her chin, liking the side of her jaw and her ears which was responded wantonly by a deep heave of her breaths.
"Stay with me," Ian whispered beside her ears when they were both reaching near the climax.
Elise looked at his eyes, she thought about how angry he was when hearing that she would be the Queen of Hell and never to leave Hell. Deep down, they both knew the fear inside them. It was to lose each other. They would do anything for that fear to never achieve reality.
It would be a lie if Elise didn't weigh his life to be heavier than the offer where she had to spend her entire life in Hell. Elise almost chose the later because she knew Ian was her life, he was her soul in his body and to lose him would also mean her death. But she didn't want to make that decision where it might separate her and Ian. While Ian could come as he wish as he was a demon, her guts were warning her that she shouldn't and she trusted herself.
Elise run her fingers through his soft hair, bringing both of her hand to meet his eyes, "I will," and she sealed the promise with a deeper kiss.
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