Fallen: Celeste (5 page)

"One of your fellow Enforcers is having a bit of a problem.
You should think about heading out to see her."

"Celeste." William turned to look at Mika'il. "Why
do you care? In all the centuries since our banishment, you have never gone out
of your way to help us."

Mika'il stared over William's shoulder into the world outside the
window. "I've done what I have been allowed to do. You haven't made it
easy on me. Who do you think sends you the dreams?"

"Someone who wishes to drive us crazy. Have you any idea what
they do to us?"

The archangel shrugged. William knew Mika'il wasn't unsympathetic
to the fallen, but he had reached his limit of patience with their whining long
ago. "Deal with them, William. They are part of your punishment. Maybe if
you had thought about everything before you rebelled, you wouldn't be in this
position."

William smirked. "That's me. I've always raced in where
angels feared to tread, sir."

Mika'il smiled slightly. William had often made Mika'il laugh even
during the worst moments. "That's true, William. I need you to go to
Detroit. Celeste needs help. You are the only one she trusts."

"Why are you here? The head of His Host of Heaven shouldn't
be concerned with a fallen."

"We all have our weaknesses and it looks like mine might be
your kind." Mika'il looked at William. "Just go to Celeste,
William." He disappeared before William could say yes or no.

"Damn angel. Coming and going like he owns the place. I guess
I'm heading for the Motor City."

CHAPTER FIVE

Sensing a presence in his room, Adam woke quickly. He saw Jakar
standing in the shadows away from the pale early morning sunlight.

"What is it, Jakar? Where's Celeste?"

At Celeste's name, an emotion flared in Jakar's eyes. If Adam
didn't know better, he would have said it was fear. "Celeste left earlier
this morning."

"She left? Where did she go?"

Jakar shrugged. Watching Adam climb from the bed, Jakar said,
"You need to be careful getting involved with her, Adam. She isn't like
you."

"So she told me. I'd never have thought someone who looks
like she does would be crazy."

"Crazy?"

"What am I supposed to think about her? She tells me she's a
fallen angel. Get real, Jakar."

"What if I told you it's true? Celeste Young really is one of
the fallen, Montgomery. She has lived for centuries. Since she can never return
to Heaven, she searches out the evil haunting the world. How would you handle
that?"

"I can tell she makes you nervous." Adam pulled on his
robe. He was worried Jakar was losing touch with reality as well.

"Yes, she does."

"I never thought I'd see the day when you would be nervous
about a woman." Adam laughed as he made his way to his bathroom.

"She could destroy me if she should choose to do so,"
Jakar stated softly.

Adam turned back. "Destroy you? How?"

"She has more power in her than I would ever dream of having.
Even the fallen don't like my kind."

"What are you, a vampire?"

"Among other things. The point is not what I am. The point is
her agenda is not the same as yours. She doesn't care about the things you care
about."

"I only fucked her, Jakar. I'm not going to marry her."
Adam went into the bathroom. A few seconds later, he stuck his head back out.
"Get a hold of the guys. See if anyone has heard anything about this
killer."

"Sure thing, boss." Jakar left, knowing that Adam was
already doomed. You couldn't fuck an angel—even a fallen one—without falling in
love.

* * * *

When Adam arrived at his office, Jakar was hanging up the phone.

"Has anyone found anything out?" Adam demanded.

Jakar shook his head. "They have some leads, but nothing's
panned out yet."

"Keep me posted." Adam grabbed his cell phone and headed
back out the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To find our favorite angel and see what she can tell
me."

Jakar wondered if he should just pack up and leave town. There
were some fallen and Enforcers who would never allow a True Demon to live, but
Celeste had the chance to kill him last night and she hadn't.

* * * *

"You spent the night with him." Al stated.

"Only part of the night." Celeste pulled her hair up in
a ponytail.

"So he fucked you and then let you leave?" Al sounded
skeptical.

"Why not?"

"From the way he's been panting after you, I'd have thought
he'd tie you to his bed and keep you there for a couple weeks at least."

"That's what I would have done if she had stuck around."
Adam's voice sliced through the air.

Al whirled around to find Adam leaning in the office doorway.
There was a look of anger in his green eyes that Al took as a warning. Knowing
Celeste could handle him, Al decided to get out before the fur flew.

"Hey, Celeste, I'm going to follow up on that lead you gave
me. Talk at you later." Al darted around Adam and jogged down the hall.

"Not much of a knight in shining armor, is he?" Adam's
face was blank as he shut and locked the door.

Celeste turned to face him. She casually caressed him with her eyes.
His t-shirt was red and lovingly showed off his broad shoulders and flat
stomach. His faded jeans hugged his thighs and left no doubt in her mind that
at least his cock was happy to see her. She motioned for him to turn around.
Puzzled, he did. The faded denim cupped his tight ass perfectly. She wanted him
again. When he was facing her, she smiled.

"You outweigh Al by fifty pounds and you're taller than he is
by five inches. Al might not stay to defend me, but he's got one thing going
for him—he's smart. He might not save me, but he would never be in a situation
where he would need to. He would have solved the problem before it ever got to
that."

"So you value intelligence over brawn, huh?" Adam
stalked her.

Celeste knew what he was doing. She was willing to allow him to
capture her. "In most situations, being smart is better than being strong.
I can take care of myself. I don't need anyone's help."

"Especially mine. You don't need my help because you're an
angel." His voice was sarcastic. Adam pinned Celeste against her desk. He
pressed his hard body tight to hers. Her cheeks flushed.

"Oh, I need your help with something." Ignoring the
taunt, she slid her hands down to his hips and pulled his erection tight
against her mound. She rubbed her breasts on his chest.

"This probably isn't a good idea," Adam mumbled as
sparks shot through their bodies from the spots where they touched.

"This is always a good idea. Kiss me, damn you." Celeste
let go of his hips and locked her arms around his neck. She pulled his head
down to hers.

* * * *

In no time at all, she was naked and sprawled across her desk.
Thank goodness he had remembered to lock the door. Staring down at her golden
tits, he felt his mouth begin to water. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he reached
out a hand to cup her right breast and squeezed. Celeste made an urgent noise
in her throat.

"Do you want more, Celeste?"

She nodded. He cupped both of her plump breasts in his hands.
Squeezing and kneading them, he studied her with narrowed eyes. He wondered
what she was thinking. His fingers found her hard nipples and tugged. Her back
arched as she moaned softly. Leaning down, he took one of her nipples into his
hot moist mouth. He sucked hard while flicking the other nipple with his
fingers. He soon had her writhing on the desk.

"Adam, please."

"Please what, Celeste? Please touch your wet pussy? Please
fuck your hot mouth with my cock? What do you want from me?"

"Everything. I want everything."

Adam trailed his fingers down her stomach, flirting with the jewel
at her belly button. He slid them between her wet lips and stroked as her
thighs fell open to give him better access. He smeared her juice all over her
pussy. Pinching her clit between his fingers, he bit down gently on her nipple.

Having Adam apply the same pressure to two sensitive areas of her
body almost drove Celeste over the edge. She cried out as his lips left her
nipple. Pushing herself up onto her elbows, she looked down to see him kneeling
between her legs. Grabbing hold of her legs, he dragged her across her desk
until her hips rested on the edge.

Her body jerked as his warm breath bathed her pussy. "Oh
my."

"'Oh my' is right, sweetheart," Adam whispered right
before he buried his face in her pussy.

Celeste almost came undone at the feel of his tongue plunging into
her dripping sheath. Soon, his rough fingers replaced his tongue, working
furiously as his mouth fastened on her clit. He nipped it and flicked it hard
with the tip of his tongue.

"Harder, Adam. Please." Celeste begged shamelessly.

Tearing himself away from her sweet pussy, Adam surged to his
feet. Tearing open his jeans and yanking out his cock, he thrust into her hard
once and then again. The third time, he felt her pussy milk his cock
mercilessly. Finally, they exploded together.

Recovering, he lay draped over her as their breathing evened out.
Groaning slightly, he slid from her and helped her stand up.

"Don't ever leave me again, Celeste. I won't be quite as nice
next time," Adam ordered.

Laughing, she got dressed. "You're the only one who can
leave, Adam? No woman should have the nerve to leave you. We're in trouble if
you think I'll be listening to you now."

"Celeste," Adam warned as he zipped his jeans up.

"Don't take that tone, Adam. I've been around far longer than
you."

Adam's phone rang before he could answer her.
"Montgomery." He listened. "Ok, thanks, Jakar." He hung up
and looked smugly at Celeste. "You don't need my help, huh?"

Celeste didn't answer him. She grabbed her Glock, slipped on a
jacket and headed out the door.

"Where are you going?" Adam stalked after her.

"Another body's been found. We need to get there. The trail
might lead us to Tomas."

"How did you know about the body? Did you get a call before I
got here?"

Celeste didn't answer. She knew he didn't really believe Tomas had
contacted her last night. She went to her car and got in. Looking at him, she
quirked an eyebrow. "Are you coming?"

Adam noticed the bright red brand her lowcut shirt revealed. He
reached out to touch it. She moved away from him. "Does it hurt?"

"Yes." She turned the key.

He ran around to slide into the car next to her. "Is Al going
to meet us?"

"No."

He wondered about her short answers. "Isn't that the lead he
was going to check out?"

"He was lying. He was leaving us alone. He probably went down
to the coffee shop to flirt with the waiter."

CHAPTER SIX

Adam was still mulling over the '"waiter" comment when
Celeste pulled into an empty lot crawling with cops. They barely even
acknowledged her as she strolled up to the body. Adam felt his stomach turn as
they looked down at the woman.

Her body had been beaten and sliced. Thin cuts ran up and down her
legs. There were bite marks on her breasts, but the fatal cut through the
woman's throat was what shocked Adam the most. They were similar to the wounds
Celeste had suffered. Had she really been connected to the killer?

"Who is he?" Adam asked.

Celeste stared down at the body. She felt sorrow for a young life
snuffed out too soon. "Tomas is one of the fallen. We are connected, but
I'm only now beginning to pick up any sort of clues from him. Last night was
the strongest one I had gotten so far." She headed back to her car.

The police officers ignored them. They were familiar with Celeste
being around. They knew her as one of the good guys. Adam Montgomery was a wild
card. The police knew he had his hand in most of the crime in Detroit, but they
had never found enough evidence to convict. They also knew that it didn't pay
to annoy someone as powerful as Montgomery.

"Where are we going?"

Celeste held in a small moan. The brand on her chest was burning.
The pain radiated out through her nerves.

Why do you search for me, sister?

A voice entered her mind harshly. She blinked and stared out
through the windshield. Tomas stood on the other side of the lot. At least his
image did. He was somewhere far from her reach.

A laugh echoed.
Of course, I'm not around here. I'm not going
to make it easy for you to find me.

Why did you do this?
Celeste's voice held a hint of anguish.

You've never understood, my dear. Almost since the moment we were
banished, you were looking for a way back. I did it because I can.