Chapter 6 : The Long Road to Ruin

Remmy's POV "Fuck me, please," her voice went straight to my aching cock as she kissed a line up my neck and along my jaw, sharp blood-red nails scratching under the threadbare cotton of my t-shirt. "I know you'd give it to me good, gorgeous." She was under duress, you dip-shit! Here you were, getting hard at the prospect of a mortal wanting you, and she was suffering the magical backlash of her own powers. She'd been demon-roofied, and you were fighting the urge of wanting to get your dick wet. Embarrassing! What kind of angel was I? Maybe Michael was right, and we were a disgrace to the Host. It certainly felt like it at this moment. "Oh," her hand cupped the bulge in my jeans, and I had to resist the urge to buck in order to grab her by her wrists to ward off her attack. "Big boy is a BIG fucking boy." "Thank you." And now I was puffing up like a prideful idiot, you absolute buffoon. "But we should really be getting you home, Miss…?" "Nadya, Nadya Simmons." She