Daemyn hunches over, grabbing his neck and coughing. “Fuck...you...Alexius, control yourself,” his words come out broken, trying to regain his breath, and I step back, giving him space as guilt builds. He knows I need to let some electricity loose, but I have never lashed out at him this intensely before.
With a deep sigh, I shake my head at the building frustration in my chest. “This shit, it’s fucked up, Daemyn. Thatgirl sleeping in my bed, I wanted it. Except, me falling for her doesn’t give her shit, besides heartache.”
“Falling for her? So, who are we worried for, you or her?” That smug smirk reappears as his eyes return to his regular brown color.Thank fuck for fast healing.
I’ve thought about losing her for a while now, it’s half the reason I pushed her away. I wanted to stay focused. Each moment together with her strengthens my will to protect her, yet weakens my ability to do so. I’m slipping, missing the warning signs, not sensing where all the players are. What happened at Crystal Waters was proof enough. Now if we get caught, I need to plan for her safety over mine.
With a heavy sigh, I decide it’s time to ask, “You love her, right?” We both know the answer, yet the question still surprises him, and I wait for his nod to continue, “Would you agree to become her guard?”
Daemyn’s jaw tenses, his eyes narrowing in concentration, reminding me of his father’s. He’s studying me, analyzing every word. It’s one of the best skills he got from Odysseus. It’s why his calming is so effective, it’s the ability to rationalize.
Once done processing, he firmly states the obvious, “I would still be loyal to you and even to Zeus.” He would. I cannot undo the marks Zeus has given, but what I can do, is add my own.
The other day when Aphrodite appeared, I realized how one mistake can turn our situation into a fight. We’re always in battle, and if our safety is on the line, Daemyn is bound to come to my aid first. It’s in his blood, regardless of how he feels. It’s an obligation he cannot control, one I can’t risk. “Yes, but it will allow you to have the choice to give your loyalty to her instead of us. It ensures her protection over mine.”
He remains dead still, dissecting every part of this request. Guard branding is painful, requiring his blood to be infused with hers while I push my power deep into his veins. It’s a tremendous sacrifice, offering a part of himself to keep her safe. I’m aware of how immense this request is, it’s why I’ve been hesitant to ask.
“Alexius, there are a lot of factors, and tying myself to her isn’t what I am afraid of.” Worry lines his face as his brows dip. “I’ll do it. That’s not the issue. It’s the idea of having to choose between you and her that bothers me.”
We both remain silent with the thoughts of inevitable doom circling our heads until Daemyn jumps off the counter and opens the back door. “Okay, enough with the serious. I know we’re running out of time, but I trust in the visions. I’ll send Jax another message. In the meantime, why don’t you go outside before Baby Girl wakes up. Release some of that pent-up electricity?”
In agreement, I take his advice, stepping outside to the smell of rain in the air. I haven’t created a rapid storm in a long time. I’m caged with longing, hiding my powers from Zeus. The longer I go without using, the deeper the tension burns within. I wouldn’t know what to do without Daemyn. With his shield, I can let the energy of the storm refuel me.
The pulse starts low. The electricity burns deep within, flaring through my veins as I close my eyes, raising my head. I concentrate on pooling enough vapor from the damp air, clumping them together and forming little drops. It starts slow, then it picks up. The rain becomes thick, pelting against my bare chest with the roar of thunder raging in the dark clouds.
I let the water fall hard against my skin, relinquishing all my anger into the air surrounding me. The current is blazing stronger as the voltage in my veins increases. I’m ready torelease, pushing my energy into the sky as a soft finger taps my shoulder, forcing me to turn around.
“Ow,” she hisses, taking her finger to her tongue, licking away the shock I just gave her. “Daemyn said you’re in another mood?” She raises her brow in question, standing in front of me like every guy’s wet dream.
Her hand is on her hip, waiting for an answer, unfazed by the rain drenching her from head to toe. By the looks of her unruly hair, she ran out in a hurry, only throwing on my white t-shirt. My new favorite t-shirt. It’s soaked, gifting me with a view of every inch of her body. Her tight little frame, the curve of her hips, and the peaks of those tasty nipples poking hard against the cotton, are all visible.
“Alexius, what’s going on? Is this about last night?” My eyes dart back up to hers. Hers are burning with intense emotions that mirror my own. I feel everything. The maddening mixture of fear, hope and lust. It’s driving us crazy.
“Don’t back away again,” she pleads, stepping an inch closer, the warmth of her body radiating into mine.
“Wasn’t planning on it, my love,” I say and crash my lips onto hers, swallowing her gasp. I’m hard, unforgiving, and full of purpose, claiming what is mine. Last night was a mistake, but there’s no turning back for either of us. We’re held captive to the spark that exists between us, that even the dangers of our worlds cannot extinguish, no matter how hard I’ve tried. I’m sick of trying, I want her and only her.
She pushes up on her toes and her eager hands grab the back of my neck, twisting her fingers into my hair as her mouth parts, inviting my tongue to mix with hers. There’s no hesitation from me, I’m relinquishing myself completely over to her. Each kiss, deep and powerful, is building memories that both of us can hold on to.
I slide my fingertips under her shirt, feeling her shiver under my touch as I glide around to place my palm on her back. “Are you too sore?” I ask against her lips, slowly sliding my hands down the curve of her naked ass, and with the shake of her head, I curl my fingers into her, pulling her up towards me. And by the gods, I think this girl is made for me as her legs wrap around me and her mouth pushes kisses down my neck as I walk us over to the patio table.
“Fuck, I’ve been thinking about this since you fell asleep grinding yourself against me,” I breath out, placing her ass down and taking a step back to eagerly shed my clothes. Her gaze is glued to me, zoned in on my cock, and her cheeks are flushed while her eyes are filled with lust. She’s so fucking shy.
“Like what you see?” I thrust my hips forward, making her eyes pop wide as she lifts her head. “I hope you do.” I walk myself towards her, placing my body between her legs. “Because I’m loving everything I’m seeing,” I say, my stare zoning in on her bottom lip as she sucks it between her teeth before scooting forward and wrapping her legs around me, pulling me into her. “Eager there, my love?” I tease, reaching down to take off her soaked shirt.
My hungry eyes take her in. The rain collides with her soft skin. One by one the drops slowly drip down from her collarbone, over the curve of her breast and onto her hard nipple. “Imost definitely am,” I murmur, dropping my head and wrapping my mouth around it, my tongue flicking against the hard, pebbled nipple as her soft moans egg me on.
“Shit, Alexius,” she gasps as my teeth graze over her sensitive skin. I bite down, making her body arch against me. Her hands shoot forward, reaching out and grabbing me for support as my teeth pull against her flesh.
I tear my mouth away, trailing kisses up her neck, enjoying how she tilts her head back, giving me the pulse of her neck to trail my lips against. I breathe her in, wrapping my hands around her waist and tug her forward, positioning my cock against her wet pussy. It’s drenched, ready for my taking, driving me mad. Through clenched teeth I whisper into her ear, “Tell me what you want, Nora.” I push the tip a little into her, toying with her.
Her nails rake up my arms, reaching her hands up, and wrapping them around the back of my neck. Her eyes meet mine and she licks her lips as she spreads her knees apart, opening herself for me. “I want you to fuck me right now, Beast. Make me feel how much you want me,” she says with a seductive purr despite her cheeks flaming red.
“Whatever you wish,” I say with a deep growl, tightening my grip around her hips, holding her in place as I slam my dick into her. And by fuck, it feels so good. She’s incredible, so fucking warm and tight and completely mine.
I reach my hand around the back of her neck, grabbing onto her as I crash my lips against hers. I’m not slow, I don’t take it easy. I fuck her with everything I have, my hips rocking, pushing deeper inside her as we hold each other in place. I feel myself tensing with each moan and whimper she gives. I’m lost to her, almost out of control as her pussy pulses with each thrust, building the friction between us. “Yes. Keep doing that. Take what you need,” I grunt, pinching my fingers into her waist and squeezing my hand around her neck as she clenches hard against my cock. Her walls are sucking on me, taking what she wants.
“I can’t. Oh, God!” Her legs tighten against my waist and her head flies back as she shakes violently against me. She’strembling, screaming my name as I push myself further into her, my dick heavy and throbbing, ready to fall over the edge.