Angel's War

  THE EMPRESS

  OF MYSTH

  book seven

  angel’s war

  Meg Xuemei X

  The Empress of Mysth Copyright © 2016 by Meg Xuemei X

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  The novel is a work of fiction. Any and all characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and should not be confused with fact. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or events or places is merely coincidence. Novel intended for adults only. Must be 18 years or older to read.

  About The Empress of Mysth

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  More Books by the Author

  About the Author

  ABOUT THE EMPRESS OF MYSTH

  Forbidden. Sworn Enemy. Wicked Seduction.

  Savage angels have turned Earth into their hunting ground. To save all earthborns, the fey princess Rose cedes to the marriage demands of the King of Angels, knowing she won't survive the wedding night. When she comes to Atlantis to find a secret weapon to banish angels from our planet, she awakens the darkest lust in the king's lethal brother.

  The most formidable angel comes across the universe and finds her. He will stop at nothing to possess her, even if he must fall.

  The High Prince offers Rose an indecent proposal: sleep with him once and he'll keep her safe. Rose will turn his urge against him and destroy the angels' house. While unbridled lust burns the prince, it also torments her.

  This sizzling mythological romance series centers on war and lust between an immortal race and fallen angels, before humans walked the earth.

  PRINCESS ROSE

  I was drowning in the sea of lust. I could see no one else—no Mysthians, no allies, or enemies—but Seth.

  His rock-hard cock penetrated my flesh. It carried such power that no force could stop its march. That was his statement. The angel refused to be denied again as his length thrust deep into me. It was heavy. It was hot. And it filled me.

  I couldn’t tell when and where the pain ended and the pleasure started. The intensity hit my every nerve and made me see stars twirling around us.

  I broke from his deep kiss to breathe in the air my lungs desperately needed.

  We were still joined. He made sure of that. His hands gripped my hips as he plunged in fast and hard. He had no intention of giving me a break. He had no mercy.

  I could no longer form a simple thought under his delicious assault, so I gazed into his silver eyes that blazed darkly and brightly at once, and let myself get lost in his lust. I could watch him like this until the day I faded. I didn’t care anymore if the world burned or would burn. I just wanted to be fucked by him like this, and in his strong arms.

  My fingernails sank into his back. His taut muscles rippled as he thrust into me. The angel pulled out his shaft an inch. What was he doing? I didn’t care if he was suddenly bored or not. He started it, and he had to finish it.

  I would allow him to take off only after I announced, “It’s done,” or “well done.”

  Before a vehement protest left my lips and before I dragged him toward me, he propelled back into me, slower this time, to tease and to savor.

  Though it was sweet, it was also a torture. My lust was combusting me. I had held back for so long that patience no longer boded well with me.

  As he kept moving slowly, I realized that the angel did it intentionally. He knew what I wanted. He knew I wanted all of his glorious length in me, and that I wanted no slow motion.

  If he wasn’t going to do it for me, then I had to help myself. I drove my hips forward to meet him, to get him deeper inside me. He grinned wickedly, and I bit the joint of his shoulder and neck, not to punish him, but because the pleasure was too much.

  A feral groan rasped from the depth of his throat.

  Now the barbarian couldn’t take it anymore. He quickened his pace and plunged into me so deeply, again and again.

  Earth! His cock was so hard and hot and it jammed in me! An empty ache I had constantly felt was filled. It was like I became part of the wind and night.

  “You’re made for me, female!” Seth growled.

  When he had first entered me, my sex had morphed to meet his size, shape, and length. I’d been surprised that my body could do that.

  Seth quickened the rhythm to a new high. He could fly faster than sonic speed, and his thrust—

  Earth! He was going to break me, yet I expected no less.

  The pleasure hit me like tidal wave. If each wave soared higher than the former one, I was going to…I didn’t know what would happen to me. Fey were stronger than any mortals, but even we had a limit.

  Could I keep at it and match him in such an intense mating?

  “Like being fucked?” he gloated.

  “Maybe?” I moaned, arching my back to take him in deeper.

  I wanted every inch of his impressive length.

  “You want this fuck as badly as I,” he said with a savage satisfaction.

  The angel lifted me up while thrusting eagerly in me, and then I was suddenly in the midair.

  “Seth!” I called in alarm.

  “I’m taking you to a place where no one will disturb us, eroma,” he whispered in my ear, not breaking his thrust.

  “What’s eroma?” I asked in a hush as my knees grew weaker with each thrust.

  I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want him to break the act that we were both hotly engaged in, just because he wanted to travel to some place on a whim.

  “Eroma means the thorn in my side and the bane of my existence,” he said, brushing away a lock of my sweaty hair which dangled at the corner of my eye. “We’ll fuck for a very long time there. I’ll take a long time with you.”

  My blood thrilled at the promise.

  “How long is a very long time?” I panted, propelling my hips toward him to meet his moves.

  He let out a low chuckle, which sounded so erotic in my ear.

  “As long as you want, my thorn,” he said, grabbing my butt tightly as he flew up.

  I adjusted my position and my legs wrapped around his waist to make sure his hard cock stay buried inside me.

  The high ceiling opened and the next moment, we were in the open sky.

  Seth had cloaked us.

  His mouth fell upon me again and his tongue stroked mine, giving me no chance to look down at Atlantis beneath.

  Fire travelled in my veins, yet I felt the biting wind whipping by me in the high air. It was like riding the fastest horse in the current, only the angel’s speed was even greater.

  Black lightning flared on his golden wings, sparking between the blue feather tips. As I tried to catch it, the lightning twirled around me before falling on my face, neck, and shoulders with a caress.

  Seth gasped in a
mazement. “Rose.” He touched my face, his lightning shimmering on my skin.

  Why I was the only one immune to his lightning baffled both him and me. We had discovered that his power wouldn’t hurt me when he had first thrown it at Victoria and I had happened to step in front of her. It had passed through me and maimed the king’s mistress.

  And now we were riding the wind and his lightning together while our flesh was still deliciously joined.

  This was my second flight with Seth. I knew what to expect now and felt safe in his arms, so I started truly appreciating the joy of the speed and the freedom of the sky.

  Seth was pleased.

  But then he slowed and hovered in the air, his wings stretching over fifteen feet and flapping rapidly to keep us afloat above a ring of snowy mountains.

  “I have to do this a few times before we continue on our way,” he said, “or I’ll die.”

  I thought he needed a break from the long flight, while in truth he wanted to thrust in me for a few rounds during each stop. In and out and in. His every move drove his cock deeper inside me. Pleasure pulsed in me and spread to my every vein and bone. To add more thrill to it, his lightning traced down my spine.

  As my senses were getting overloaded, I felt light-headed. The faint-hearted would have died from this sensation!

  The angel’s massive wings swung back and forth against the wind, in sync with each stroke into me. His power, as ancient as the beginning of the world and promising no end, rippled over the sky. The air around us grew so thick that it tasted like the aged wine of an eon.

  Seth infused that power into his thrusts, but not intentionally: it was who he was, and he could no longer control himself. The force felt like the music from very ancient time and an alien world. It was blissful, erotic, and violent, and it coursed through my body relentlessly.

  For half a heartbeat there, I was afraid that I was going to faint even if I wouldn’t evaporate into nothingness. But I held on my own.

  Then I passed the test; his power couldn’t and wouldn’t hurt me.

  I let out a breath and wiped thin beads of sweat off my nose. I peeked at the angel. Lust had twisted his usually icy-marble face. Which turned me on even more.

  His black lightning kept flashing like a cluster of stars crashing into one another. It was a mesmerizing view, but distracting as hell.

  “Could you tune down the show-off please?” I asked.

  “I did not show off,” he said hoarsely. “I can’t help it. You make me feel…as I’ve never felt before, so I...” Unable to express it with words, he pulled out his cock, its head almost retreating to my entrance. Before I could object, he slammed back into me all the way to the hilt. “Blame yourself, eroma,” he breathed hard, “for being so irresistible.”

  I moaned with pleasure and clung to him. He responded by fucking me harder.

  “Seth,” I whimpered, gazing up at him with pleading.

  It was once in a life time to mate in the air, but I was the ground species. I wanted to finish this in bed. I wanted to tear my gown off and writhe beneath him, completely naked. I wanted his every beautiful, hard muscle covering mine.

  I wanted to feel his delicious weight on top of me.

  And more than anything, I wanted to savor him and take it slower since this was my first time. I couldn’t have it all in the sky, no matter how thrilling and fantastic the sex was.

  One look at me, Seth seemed to understand. “Fine,” he said, “whatever you want, eroma.”

  He still thought of me as the bane of his existence after I had surrendered and given him such pleasure?

  His cock, locked inside me, stilled. But then I wanted to move and slam into him. I held back. If I didn’t, he wouldn’t either, and we would be fucking to eternity above the endless clouds.

  “I’m going to dive now,” he declared.

  The angel held me tightly and dove like a spear of lightning.

  PRINCE SETH

  I flew along the secret skylines with Rose in my arms.

  My cock was buried inside her and thrust whenever I could.

  When I stopped banging her, she would move her hips back and forth when she felt the need. It wasn’t easy to do since we were flying at high speed, but it didn’t stop her from trying.

  When I had first entered her, I had been mindless. Ravaged by lust and the great need to claim her, I hadn’t considered if she could take me in unscathed; I hadn’t worried if she could keep my sky power at bay.

  Now, after I was finally inside her and content that my lamb was truly mine, I was also deeply shamed of my ruthlessness. An angel like me loosing ancient power on her could wreck her. And fey weren’t built like my race.

  But Rose met my every stroke. Unlike other females, she bloomed in my arms instead of withering a little and whimpering under my brute force.

  My primal male need was satisfied at finding its match, but my cold logic also kicked in: she had to possess the great Earth magic, otherwise how could a fey female have the same strength as a powerful angel? Even my formidable, merciless lightning purred like a pet at her presence. And it had never been a puppy.

  Or had I missed something about her bloodline when I’d investigated her background?

  My female’s zealous mouth found mine, kissing me hard. As her wild passion swept over me, my thought of the mystery of her true origin was lost in our blinding lust.

  I was taking her to my villa to fuck her however I wanted.

  “I’m going to dive now.” I gave her a fair warning, and she wrapped her hands tightly around my neck and pushed her hips closer, leaving no room for us to be separated. It pleased me that my female endeavored to make sure my cock stayed inside her.

  I brushed a kiss on top of her head before stilling my wings and descending toward a high cliff. Beneath the clouds was my villa hidden inside a vast cave.

  I flew into the lodge. Rose clung to me while twisting her torso to see where we were going. It amused me that she would never hand over the control button to anyone, not even in heat.

  I landed smoothly beside my bed, and Rose swept a gaze at my abode. I unfurled my wings, laid her on the sheet, and started to thrust in her to demand her full attention.

  She turned to me with a sly smile and straightened her legs, spreading them wide for me. I pulled her gown off over her head so she lay completely naked beneath me.

  I moved vehemently on top of her, and Rose rasped and moaned, which only stoked my fire to a fever pitch.

  “Seth,” she cried. “Oh Seth!”

  I fucked her harder. “You want more, female?”

  She breathed hard. “Yes, please!”

  I chuckled. I would give my female everything in the universe. I would pluck the stars for her if she asked, and I could.

  I let loose my lust and thrust into her like the angel I was.

  PRINCESS ROSE

  Where was I?

  For several heartbeats, I was completely disoriented, consumed by his savage passion and my own.

  I was in Seth’s bed, in a villa inside a high-tech cave.

  “So this is your hidden lair,” I breathed.

  The prince almost ripped off my gown until my warning look stopped him. I would need it when I returned to my chamber in the king’s palace of the golden tower.

  While I lay underneath the prince, I wondered if Hector had evacuated the second group of my people from Atlantis. After that, only a dozen would be left with me for the final retreat before the wedding.

  “Look at me and nowhere else,” Seth commanded, thrusting deeply and wildly inside me.

  I bit my lip at the pleasure, and I obliged him. This moment belonged to only him and me, because we wouldn’t have another like this again.

  I arched my back as he made another powerful full thrust.

  His length filled every space in me. How could pleasure like this even exist? I met his strokes and took them all, as if I was the deep well and he the unending stream. As he flowed, I contained him.


  I propelled my hips up to welcome his plunging. We matched beat to beat. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was unbearably erotic. And we added our own sound: my labored breathing and lusty moans and his savage groans. The angel also threw in a few angelic dirty words here and there as he pounded relentlessly between my thighs.

  For a long time, we fucked on a pure physical level to sate each other’s hunger and to quench the wildfire in our veins. Secretly and selfishly, I wished I could just fuck the angel and be fucked by him like that forever, with no worries for my realm and my people and no burdens of the world and future.

  For now, I refused to acknowledge that the pleasure would soon end and feelings would fade and fire would turn to ashes.

  For now, I let the beautiful, fragile illusion cocoon me. Let me not care if Seth was an angel and I a fey.

  For a long time, I had wanted him more than I had wanted anything else, despite that he was my immortal enemy.

  Flashing a wicked grin, Seth withdrew.

  “Seth!” I warned.

  “Relax, eroma,” he said. “I want to see you.”

  He wanted to watch how he fucked me.

  PRINCE SETH

  With an elbow supporting my upper torso, I pulled out in inch or two from Rose so I could see how her rosy flesh gloved my shaft.

  Her glistening sex—soft, silken, golden—was absolutely beautiful. It clenched my cock, territorial and with an attitude. When I tried to pull out a little more, it already sucked me in like the strongest magnet.

  I almost laughed at my female’s trying for dominance.

  I was amazed that we fit so perfectly. Our every shape matched like a unique lock with the one and only key. When my cock penetrated her, it filled her. It was just right in every sense. This fey female was made for me.

  Rose raised her head and joined me to watch how I fucked her. Under her smoldering gaze, I felt my cock grow even larger and harder inside her. I pulled out an inch or more and slammed back into her sheath to reach her sweet depth.