His Angel

19

-Lucifer-

Pain like no other, like torture was the only way to describe how he felt looking at the beauty that was curled up whimpering into his chest. Yet it wouldn't even compare to the pain that riddled her body. He hated how the happy angel was now withering in pain whilst in his arms. He was meant to save her, rid her from any pain yet minna still laid in his arms crying.

Tears that sparkled like crystals sliding down her cheek. It felt like they were scratching his heart as they fell leaving him wounded along side her.

It was a struggle to think of anything else but her and what she was being put through. If her parents had just taught her everything then maybe he wouldn't have had to wait.. Maybe she would have been ready without needing to go through this pain.. But the universe was against him, wanting to see and hear his suffering.

Lucifer would always put minna first no matter what, but that also meant finding out about that young demon kid. If something was wrong then that had a chance at affecting his mate, his wife, his queen.

Hera hadn't been able to have kids for a long time, since she was young and in her prime. But within the years that she was in her prime the angel made a name for herself, mostly from not saving herself for her mate like all the angels were taught to do. So Hera had visited one of the well known witches that practiced black magic meaning that they could stop unwanted pregnancy's from happening. But at a cost.

She had been warned by the witch that the spell cast could threaten her fertility, the after effects making her body unable to produce anymore children. But nobody at the time could have been sure that it would happen.

The magic messed up her insides all because of her selfishness for her own pleasure. Not saving once self was frowned apone in heaven so having a child that wasn't with her mate would have made her an outcast. So clearly something else had been used to create the young demon. Hera's body was unable to hold a child so that only left them with one explanation. Experiments had been used.

It didn't matter how.. Demons were still used. And that is where lucifer rage came in. Someone had used his own for experiments.

A deep growl vibrated from inside his chest as he opened the link between himself and donato, "experiments.. They experimented on one of our own" No demon was to be tested on by angels so only fellow demons could know the weaknesses. How was he to keep his sanity and crown if he couldn't stop the angels?

A strong burst of anger flared through his system while he waited for donato reply. Lucifer pulled Minna closer to him before gently taking her face into one of his palms then pressing kisses over the other side of her face starting with the forehead then traveling down until his lips landed on hers. The touch alone soothed him loving the feeling of her against himself. That was until a melodious laugh stumbled out of his precious mate, drawing him into a daze like some drugs do. But this was a drug he'd happily take without a second thought.

Donato pulled him out of his trace. "we'll question Hera.. And the baby will be at your room soon. It still won't calm" the information only made the devil King sigh before cutting off their link. He'd have to tell minna about the young demon and put some clothes on. Though lucifer hated that thought. He would have preferred to hold minna like this for the rest of his existence.

With the decision being the toughest he decided to memorise the way their bodies perfectly fitted together and the calm bubble that surrounded them. The feeling of her against himself was like having cold kisses littered all over his body. A beautiful blissful pleasure.

With the mixture of her cold and his heat it was surprising the room hadn't filled with steam, but lucifer knew that his heat was slowly melting away her cold so soon she'd feel the warmth.