CHAPTER 185

CHAPTER 185
The journey to Mother's resort was quieter than I expected.

We took the Tamzyns, we flew light, Ixion, Mother and Pelagius teleported with Josh.

Reya was with Jock and Pelagius travelled through the ocean beneath us.

Everyone was trying to conserve energy.

Rowan and I flew atop Nala, the experience completely different than I was used to.

At this age, they were monsters and impossible to hide so they flew so high in the sky human eyes would think it was just an unusually large bird.

No wonder Mother advised me to tie something around my face.

It took me a while to adjust to the clouds and the quick sweep of the wind slapping past us as her speed was four times faster than the last time.

The resort appeared as the sun began setting, a sprawling compound hidden in dense African jungle. It looked ancient, with stone buildings covered in vines and a central courtyard with a massive fountain.

"This is beautiful," I breathed as Nala landed.

Mother walked out of the house to meet us. They'd been here for hours already, and she looked well rested.

"It's been here for millennia," she replied as she came out of the house, the rest of the guys in tow. "One of the first places I created when I came to earth. Completely hidden from mortal eyes."

We dismounted and I stretched, my legs sore from the flight.

"There are rooms for everyone," Mother continued, gesturing to the buildings. "Rest tonight. Tomorrow you prepare. Tomorrow evening, you leave."

"What about the Tamzyns?" I asked.

"We'll stay in the courtyard," Jock said through the bond. "We're used to sleeping under the stars."

"Get some rest," I told them. "You'll need your strength too."

Inside, the resort was even more stunning. High ceilings, open archways, furniture that looked both ancient and comfortable. Mother showed us to our rooms, Rowan and I sharing one at the far end of the compound.

"Get some sleep," she said. "You'll need it."

She was right, up close to the D-day, all my confidence was evaporating. My hands spasmed so often that Rowan held it all the time now. But the fact was static, no matter how much I was scared and terrified, tomorrow will come, and I will face Hades.

Once Mother left, Rowan pulled me into his arms again, leading us to the large King sized bed.

"I really hate this," he whispered into my hair, settling down with me on his chest.

"I know but no one has a choice. We've come too far to change our minds."

"Promise me again. Promise you'll come back."

I looked at him, at the man I loved even when he was dead, now in the body of the human I felt something for.

Something I couldn't name, something that wasn't love. Maybe in another life, him and I would have been soulmates but Rowan owned me, body and soul and no matter where we ended up, we'll always find a way back to each other.

So seeing the combination of them both was testament that our love prevailed.

"I promise," I assured him, even though I wasn't so sure myself.

He kissed me, feverishly, like he was scared I would disappear the next minute.

And then slowly, like he was trying to memorize every part of my existence in case I never got back.

My phone suddenly rang and I groaned in irritation.

“Who has such terrible timing?” Rowan whispered as I found my way to my bag and pulled out the device.

“It's Ayo and I don't even know the point of answering the call. The network service here is terrible.”

I turned it off and crawled back to him. "Where were we?”

“You were about to promise me you'll come back.”

“But I already did that,” I chuckled.

“Yes, to my mind. My cock needs special attention too. Reassurances and all of that.”

“You bad boy,” I chuckled but took a page out of Reya’s magic book and flicked a hand.

Everything on our body disappeared.

“Cool trick,” Rowan breathed and I smiled.

“Let me show you more,” I said before taking his dick into my mouth.

“Oh baby…” he moaned instantly and I smiled, swallowing him further.

The strange thing was that his anatomy was slowly changing, making me wonder if one day he'll completely become Rowan again, the one I traced his invincible face before he completed his sacrifice with my death.

His cock began ramming into my throat and I let him, widened my mouth and hollowed it so he could relieve himself inside me.

The moans he was letting out was turning me on so much I felt my pussy clench.

“Hmm, I'm cumming, fuck I'm gonna cum!” He groaned, trying to pull away but I held him down, sucking and rubbing his cock until he began spilling it all down my throat.

“Fuck baby, you're amazing.”

“I know,” I grinned after swallowing.

He pulled me to him and kissed me again, ravenously.

I climbed his waist and began rubbing my vulva on his cock.

In seconds, he was at full mast again and I slipped it into my cunt, a groan pouring out of both of us at the same time.

Goodness, how can one’s dick feel this good?

“Baby, fuck baby squeeze my cock like that,” Rowan begged, and I did it more intentionally this time.

We both gasped, the feeling otherworldly.

He flipped my body over and pulled me off the bed and sat my ass on the edge of the table in the room and began stroking my walls.

“Just keep squeezing baby, it feels so fucking good,” he groaned, his head falling into my neck as we both worked to bring each other immense pleasure.

His energy flowed into me endlessly as I squeezed harder, moaned louder and soon, I felt that familiar tug.

“Oh Rowan I'm cumming,” I screamed, my legs shaking from the incoming orgasm.

“Me too baby, cum with me,” he commanded, his thumb circling my cunt.

I spilled over just as he spilled into me, our bodies vibrating and squelching with thick wetness.

After that, we lay tangled together, neither of us sleeping despite how exhausted we were.

"Tell me something," I said softly. "Something I don't know about you."

He was quiet for a moment. "When I was younger, before I became fully demon, I wanted to be a musician."

I pulled back to look at him. "Really?"

"Really. I thought I could make people feel things with music the way I do with lust now. Stupid, right?"

"Not stupid at all, isn't that what Zebub did in his last life? You can be whatever you want." I kissed him gently. "Maybe when this is all over, you can try again."

"Maybe."

We drifted off eventually, wrapped around each other.

Tomorrow, we face our fears.