Genesis' Spirit of Goddess
23.

Zion POV

My eyes flew open immediately.

Still dark, my eyes began to adjust, not believing who was lying next to us. I’ve officially gone mad. I’m imagining her now. She is laying next to me sleeping peacefully. I watch the movement of her chest as she sleeplessly breathes in and out, while I trace my fingers on her face. For several seconds I look at her as she slumbers.

Zeus resurfacing. We couldn’t believe it. She is here.

Her hazel eyes suddenly open, glowing white momentarily then going back to their original colour.

Her eyes are not any different from before, soft and inviting. We lay there for what felt like hours just staring at each other, communicating with our eyes only. She forms a hypnotizing smile. Hesitating to touch her.

To touch her again meant that she is here. I miss that smile, instinctively I brush my thumb against her lower lip. She parts them invitingly, bending my head down to meet her lips. Kissing her slowly at first then building to an aggressive deep kiss that takes my breath away.

She is here.

If this is a dream I don’t want to be woken up. Many sleepless nights. Scared to even sleep in the house but today I slept soundlessly. Could it be? Sparks ignite as we continue. A hot sensual tension vibrated through my body, responding with goosebumps. Tingles erupt intensively from our touch, the feeling is driving me crazy. The feeling of our warmth, and her tenderness feel ten times better with every touch. My hands slowly removed her robe. She is now completely naked, the caged desire that I withheld for so long. I long to have her once more.

“Beautiful.” My eyes roamed in awe of her.

I trail my hands from her neck to her shoulders, and down to the side of her waist. Then around her hips, over the curve of her backside firmly grasping the soft mounds of her flesh. Her skin is soft and smooth. She let out a soft moan. A sudden scent of her arousal filled the air. Fuck. The sound of her moan, makes me lose all my senses. I very lightly brush the tip of her clit. I began to tease her as I nudged her entrance with one finger, then I put in two fingers pushing them in and out. Feeling the intense tightness of her walls, as I pull back. My hand feels the warmth of her vagina. Deep, warm and very wet.

“Zion '' a mewling whine from her throat as she says my name.

I’m steering the third finger further in stretching her tightness, my thumb playing around with the swelling bud of her clit.

“Yeeeesssss' ' she cried out on a half sob of pleasure as her orgasm burst like a wildfire.

“Yes, baby…. Feel it” I said as I watch the blackeyes of her nipples rise and fall. I couldn’t resist them. The nipples of her breast were hard as if they were tiny stones. I began licking them teasingly. Biting them with my teeth, playfully, not hurting her.

She moans loudly.

“I’m not finished.” Whispering in her ears seductively.

“Zion.. Please..”

“As you wish, baby.”

Kissing her deeply, tongues entangled as we taste and tease. While I slide my dick inside of her. She lets out a moan. Her fingers dig deeper into my back as I continue to make love to her. Our eyes bore to the very deepest sanctuary of our soul, her full lips pressed against my own. She began to glow brightly. I could feel her, the fullness of her and the supple length against me. The need to touch, the need to be touched, to take and give. She climaxed and came on my dick. I continue to mount her in and out, enjoying the sound and feeling her pleasure. Not able to hold it in any longer I released it. Groaning into her neck. The moment we’ve been waiting for, marking her above her collarbone. Sending a new wave of desire throughout my entire body. Zeus howled inside with excitement.

“MINE” Azah said as she places her hand around the right side of my neck, her mark burning momentarily on me. The thrill and wave of emotion subsided the pain.

“Forever.” And I meant it. Forever, beyond death.

Our heavy breaths echo around us as we both slowly ride out our orgasmic high. My face is still buried in her neck, taking in her scent that’s leisurely intertwining with mine creating a new scent.

She’s stroking her hands up and down my back.

We stay in silence, taking in this moment.

“I looked for you.” She said quietly, her voice cracking.

“When?”

“Every night.”

“Here?” shit why wasn't I here?

“Yes.Here. Every night.”

Damn. Still buried in her neck.

“I love you Azah Safaa Moons- Ānanda .”

“I love you too Zion Zeus Aaron Heights.”

“You know?”

“Yes. I know everything now. I see everything. Why Zion? Why carry this pain.”

“About my parents?”

So she now knows about my adoption. My real father is Aaron Zeus-Heights, the younger brother of Andy Heights who adopted me as his own. My mom's name is Luns Maze-Zeus. My dad died fighting off a pack who was looking for my mom. She’s a white dire wolf. She took her last revenge, by killing the alpha of the pack before carrying my dad’s body back on her back while she was pregnant with me. She was able to escape, though weak she arrived at this town’s border giving birth. She knew if she couldn’t make it back to her pack, then I’ll be safe in my dad’s birth pack. The only memory I can remember is her voice, face, colour eyes, heterochromia like mine were staring at me. She died minutes after Alpha Andy came. Both my dad and mom are buried in Luns Garden.

My biggest secret or the Heights family secret is. Zariah is the true Alpha for the Columbia Deacon Heights pack. I’m only an heir Alpha for another pack, one that’s hidden deep from the rest of the supernatural world. The Great Dire pack.

Begging “Come back to me.”

“I am back.”

With that promise, I drifted into a deep slumber.