Redemption (The Keepers of Hell Book 3) (7 page)

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

     Jake had barely made it into the hallway with his cargo when Shelly made a frustrated noise in the back of her throat. Her arms were tight around his neck and her legs were wrapped securely around his hips. Jake fumbled them both down the hallway in the direction of his room.

     Shelly growled against his neck, and the next thing he felt was his body dematerializing. Then the soft carpet of his sleeping quarters was under his feet. “Not moving fast enough for you, Demon Girl?” he chuckled.

     “Shut up, Asshat,” she growled and bit into the cord of his neck. The pain was sharp and sent shivers all over his body.

     “Right, best if we don’t talk,” he agreed. He walked over to the bed and lowered her back to the sheets, keeping her legs wrapped around him. He had no choice but to fall on top of her. He hungrily kissed her neck and collarbone before pushing up on his hands above her.

     “I need something,” he muttered. He caught sight of a black silk scarf on his bedside table that hadn’t been there before. He wondered for a mere second where it had come from, but decided he didn’t care. He snatched the scarf off the table and pushed Shelly’s hands above her head.

     “What are you doing?” She glared at him as he tied the scarf around her wrists.

     “Making sure you don’t go anywhere this time,” he grunted back at her. He was pinning her weight with his hips and he pushed them into her for good measure. Her sharp intake of breath was not lost on him. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, and he was going to make sure she admitted it.

     “I could get loose if I wanted to,” she said breathlessly.

     Jake pretended not to hear her and put both hands on the front of her shirt. She raised a brow at him in defiance just before he ripped the material apart. Her perfect breasts were on display for him and they rose and fell with each breath that she took. Jake watched in fascination as the tips hardened and stood for his attention, as if they were begging him to taste them.

     He was more than happy to oblige. He dipped his head low and sucked one diamond hard pebble into his mouth.  He took his time, licking and nibbling, first one nipple and then the other. He made his way down her belly and smiled when she giggled. It wasn’t a sound he had ever expected to hear from her, but he decided she liked it.

     He ghosted his tongue over her abdomen, enjoying the way the skin fluttered beneath his touch. She was squirming against her bonds by the time he had made his way down to her pants. He popped the button and pushed them down her legs, leaving her bare to him.

     She was beautiful. He looked back up to her eyes, almost as if he were asking permission. The fire he saw in her face was all the permission he needed. He settled his wide shoulders between her thighs and went in for a taste.

     As soon as his tongue touched her, he knew he was lost. Forever ruined for other women. No one else would ever do. Her flavor was like a dance in his mouth, caressing each and every one of his taste buds and sliding down his throat like a fine wine.

     Shelly was thrashing on her back as he licked her sensitive flesh over and over again. He could tell she was nearing the edge and he backed off. He raised up from her and was rewarded with a snarl from her.

     “You’re not finished,” she growled at him. “Get back down there.”

     He tsk'ed at her with his tongue. “You don’t get yours this time until I am buried deep inside you,” he told her.

     “Then get on with it!” she shouted at him. She yanked hard on the scarf that bound her wrists and the material rent under her strength. “Never mind,” she said, “I’ll do it myself.”

     She flipped him over like he weighed nothing at all and yanked his pants off his body. She didn’t bother with his shirt. She straddled his waist and reached between them, guiding his cock where she wanted it to be.

     Jake didn’t even really have time to process what she was doing before she dropped her hips and impaled herself on him. “Ah, fuck,” he ground out, grabbing her hips and holding her still. She felt so good around him that if she moved even a little bit, he was going to lose it. But she wasn’t very obedient and forced her hips to move. Jake couldn’t take it anymore. He pulled her body down and held her chest to his and drove into her. He moved within her while securing her to himself.

     Shelly was teetering on the brink of losing control. Her body was full of the angel under her, but that wasn’t what was causing the issue. His arms were locked around her like a vise and he was whispering things in her ear. Things about what he wanted to do to her. Things about how he liked her and the way she made him feel. That was all fine and good, but it was how he was making her feel that bothered her.

     His arms felt warm, and safe, and loving. She felt secure in the circle of his arms. He kissed the side of her neck as he drove into her, holding her tight. When he roared his release, Shelly allowed herself to go as well. She didn’t know when she had started holding back, but she had. She wanted him to find release with her and when he had, she let her body go and closed her eyes with pleasure.

     When their breathing returned to normal, Jake rolled them to the side and tucked Shelly into the cradle of his arms. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, but she couldn’t even if she wanted to. Jake made her feel things. He made her feel, period, and that bothered her.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

     “Are we ready?” Jason asked Laura.

     “Almost,” she replied. “Just gotta get finished drawing this spell.”

     Jason admired the witch’s handiwork. She had drawn an inverted pentagram on the floor with a circle around it. She had already chanted the spell that would activate it. “I don’t want to trap the demon. That’s likely to piss it off and he won’t help us.”

     Laura stood and brushed off her pants. “I don’t either. Let’s call this a safety measure, just in case your demon isn’t friendly. All I have to do is draw the last line of the circle to complete the containment spell.”

     “I don’t think we will need it,” Jason muttered. “I told you Greed will agree to this. He has to.”

     Laura shook her head. “You don’t know that and I am not taking any chances.”

     Jason let out an exasperated sigh. “Fine. Let’s get on with this shit.”

     Laura opened the Grimoire and began to read. The words were in Latin and Jason didn’t understand a word of it, but Laura was a talented dark witch.

     “Shelicapeci, we call to you,” she chanted. “Keeper of Greed, come to us.”

     Jason’s eyes widened as the air inside the spell began to swirl. It thickened and started to take on a color. It was reddish-brown like the color of dried blood. Laura continued to chant the spell as the wind picked up in the house.

***

     Shelly was sitting at her desk steaming over that idiot. She had taken off to be by herself for a while after that whole debacle. He was all about breaking the rules and Ash didn’t punish him well enough as far as she was concerned. That human turned angel was a great big thorn in her side. After he had fallen asleep, she snuck out of his room like a thief in the night. But she wasn’t the one stealing anything. In fact, she felt like Jake the Flame had stolen something from her. Something she had guarded for thousands of years. She didn’t have time to dwell on it though. She felt a familiar sensation in her chest. She was being summoned. No one had summoned her for a long time and the last time, it had been Lucifer. Had Ash figured out how to do it? She figured probably so. She closed her eyes and allowed herself to be pulled by the spell.

     When she opened her eyes, she was standing in a house on Earth in front of three humans. Humans! She had never been successfully summoned by a human before. She plastered a fake smile on her lips and said, “You rang?”

     There were two male humans and one female. The men were standing there catching flies in their open mouths, apparently too much in awe of her beauty to speak. The female spoke. “Are you Shelicapeci, keeper of Greed?”

     “I am,” Shelly said with a smile. Oh, goodie, new recruits. “What is it that you desire?”

     “We want to make you an offer,” the man with the dark hair said. “We want to make a deal.”

     “You do realize that I am a demon,” Shelly said.

     “Yes we do.” He pushed his hands through his hair and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. He was nervous and that gave Shelly great pleasure.

     “What do you propose?” she asked him. “I haven’t got all day for this. Riches? Power? I can give you those things.”

     The man shook his head. “Blood.”

     Shelly raised a brow at him. “Blood,” she repeated. “Whatever for? And just who are you?”

     “I am Jason and this is Caleb,” the man said. “This is Laura. She is a witch who summoned you.”

     “And the blood?” Shelly asked.

     “We need to summon Balthazar and for that, we need the blood of a demon,” Jason explained to her. “We want to control the gateway between Heaven and Hell. For helping us, we want you to be our second in command.” The little shit beamed as if he were oh so proud of himself.

     Shelly shook her head. “Sorry, boys, but I don’t think that would go over well with the new leader.”

     “Yeah, I don’t like him much,” Jason explained. “You see, we worked for years to bring new souls to Lucifer and now this new guy, he just tossed us away like trash.”

     “Because you are,” Shelly said. “I think I will decline your offer,” she told them, preparing to leave. That was when she looked down and saw the witch on the floor with a piece of chalk in her hand. “Oh, I am terribly sorry that I will have to miss color time. Please, stay clear of pink. It does horrible things to my complexion.” She didn’t know what the witch was up to, but she was certain that they didn’t have the power to hold her. “Bye now,” Shelly cheered just as the witch lifted her chalk from the floor. She had drawn a circle around the pentagram, completing the design. “Nice spell,” Shelly cooed before flashing herself home.

     Except, she didn’t go home. She didn’t go anywhere. “What the hell?” she barked.

     “Confinement spell,” the witch answered. “You aren’t leaving.”

     “The hell I’m not!” Shelly shouted. She tried again to flash but couldn’t. Then, she tried to destroy the chalk drawing that was holding her captive. The fragile design was stable, as if it were drawn in permanent ink. No matter how hard Shelly tried to smudge it with her foot, it wasn’t going anywhere.

     “You are going to help us whether you want to or not,” the witch said.

     Shelly rolled her eyes. This was going to be a long night.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

     Why in the Hell did that woman keep disappearing? Jake stomped his way down the hallway to Greed. He had a bone to pick with Shelly. Twice they had been together, sort of, and twice she had disappeared after the fact.

     What he wasn’t admitting, even to himself, was that he had a bad feeling. A ball of dread deep in the pit of his stomach and he didn’t know why. He was worried about the gorgeous demon who pissed him off like no other. He had woken up with the damned feeling and just couldn’t shake it. He had rolled over to find his bed empty and the pillows that she had slept on cold.

     Whatever was going on, they needed to talk.

     He walked right up to the doors of Greed and pounded on them with his fist. When no one answered, he knocked again. “Shelly, open the fucking doors!” he shouted. 

     “What’s going on?” Ash asked him, appearing out of thin air.

     Jake’s heart jumped up into his throat and then back down again. “Shit man, scare the hell out of someone.” He shook his head. “I need to speak to Shelly.”

     “Are you sure she wants to see you?” Ash asked him. “I mean, if she isn’t opening the door, she probably doesn’t want to be disturbed.”

     “It doesn’t matter,” Jake said with a huff. “She is gonna see me.”

     Ash raised an eyebrow at him. Jake knew that Ash was the only one other than Shelly who could open those doors, and he wasn’t going to do it because Jake was having a He-Man moment. “Look, I’m worried,” Jake admitted. “I can’t explain it.”

     Ash nodded and placed his hand on the electric panel. The doors opened easily, as if they didn’t weigh a thousand pounds each. Jake pushed his way into the realm and went immediately for her desk. She wasn’t there. He looked over the souls that were milling about, but there was no sign of her there either. He walked around, with Ash hot on his heels, but no Shelly. “Shelly!” he shouted into the realm. A few of the souls looked up but went immediately back to their tasks. He walked with purpose around the piles of gold and riches, determined to find her. He kicked a large rock out of the way in frustration when he found nothing.

     “I don’t believe she is here,” Ash commented. He didn’t miss the concern on his guard’s face. “We can check a few other places.”

     Jake followed Ash out of Greed and back to his office. Ash opened another door that Jake had not seen him use before. “Well come on,” Ash told him, and Jake followed him into the small room.

     The only thing in the room was a large mirror. Ash walked up to it and touched it. “Shelly,” he said softly. Jake watched with amazement as the mirror fogged over and the image began to change. He saw flashes of people and places whipping across the glass like a slideshow on crack. After a few minutes, the mirror stopped.

     “Well, that’s weird,” Ash said more to himself than Jake. “Shelicapeci,” he said to the mirror. Still, there was nothing.

     “What’s going on?” Jake finally asked.

     “This mirror is supposed to allow me to see anyone I wish,” he answered. “I wish to see Shelly and it can’t find her.”

     “Can she hide herself from it?” Jake asked.

     Ash shook his head. “No, I don’t believe so.”

     “What does this mean?” he asked. His stomach was getting heavier with that ball of dread that was in it.

     “It means that we need to find her. Now,” Ash said. Then he called for Antonio.

     “Hey, man,” the angel said as he appeared in front of them.

     “Shelly’s gone,” Ash said. “We need to set up a search and find her. Immediately.”

     “Things gone bad in paradise?” Antonio asked with a sly smile.

     “I don’t think that’s it,” Ash told him. “Jake’s got a bad feeling and I’m feeling it too.”

     “Right on,” Antonio said. “I’ll get it going.”

     The angel disappeared as quickly as he had come. “Don’t worry,” Ash told Jake. “We’ll find her.”

     “Damn straight we’re gonna find her,” Jake agreed.

***

     They embarked on a search of Hell for the missing demon. Antonio took Malachi and Ameris, the leader of the Playground, and went on to search the first four levels of Hell.  Ash, Jake, and Rogue, the leader of Sloth, took the top half.

     “I just don’t understand,” Jake muttered under his breath. “Does she have a habit of disappearing?”

     Ash shook his head. “No, she doesn’t. At least, not as far as I know.”

    “I can vouch for that,” Rogue piped in. He ran his huge hand over the horns on his head.  “Shelly usually sticks pretty close. Even if she left the realm, Ash should have been able to find her. He is supposed to be able to find anyone, anywhere. That’s part of his gift.”

     Jake grunted a muffled response. This whole walking through each and every corner of Hell was taking too long. His wings itched to fly, but some of the caverns were too small for him to stand up in, let alone fly. He kept his eye on Ash in case he got word from Antonio.

     They searched for hours, leaving no sanction unturned. Jake’s frustration was growing by the minute. It wasn’t as if he liked her or anything, he was just upset that she would take off and leave nothing to indicate where she had gone or when she would be back. She had gotten all over his ass about being irresponsible for helping that woman survive the car accident, and here she was leaving her realm unprotected.  If anything, she was the irresponsible one.

     Or at least, that was what he told himself. He wasn’t really angry with her, though. Deep down, he knew it. He was worried. Somewhere along the line he started giving a shit about the pretty red headed demon.

     That was a whole new kind of what the fuck in his book, but he wasn’t prepared to think it out at that moment. He watched Ash’s back as they rounded the wall of fire and went back to his office where they were to meet Antonio.

     The ride on the elevator was a silent one. Jake glanced over at Ash when they stopped at Sloth to let Rogue out. He needed to do his job too. Jake didn’t miss the slight frown Ash wore or the way his brows crinkled over the bridge of his nose. If Ash was worried, that just made Jake worry more. He hadn’t been at this angel thing for very long, but his instincts were practically screaming at him that something was very wrong, and Jake had learned over his human life to trust his instincts.