A God to His Knees
WARNING:- This chapter contains heavy sexual content not suitable for young readers.
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"Call me by my name."
His eyes widen at my words, the beats of his heart calm and manifest to a whispered slowness. My words sink deep to kindle a soothing warmth within him, words he thought he would never hear slipping past my cold lips.
He is unable to say anything, lashes that frame his alluring eyes flutter constantly to the thoughts that my words have evoked within him, he cannot believe it. He cannot hold my truth for I have blessed him not once but twice tonight.
Our eyes cling to each other our waves of boundless peace collide and embrace the other. I take the first step forward towards the heat of his flesh, a step of encouragement to say what simmers beneath his lips. He swallows, his throat moves with agonizing slowness to his antics.
My trembling palms capture his biceps skimming my flesh against his, I breathe in his miraculous scent and he takes mine in. His actions are hesitant as he stoops down to nudge his cheek against mine shifting his nose onto the side of my neck. Silky lips kiss my mark, savouring my true essence. Our wolves watch beneath barriers waking up, sound and alert to the bonding of our electrifying souls.
Palms hold my jaw gently lifting my face to meet his, eyes draw mine to embosom his. "Call me, Deimos." I show him my yearning, the walls of my soul tumble and shatter to pieces. My soul is for the one who has earned me.
"Lumina." He beckons me whilst tears well in his eyes, a male unable to suppress his overwhelming emotions for this is the biggest gift I have given him. I smile, one that my eyes show brighter than my lips. This is it, no matter how many wolves called me by the name he gave me I did not feel what I do at the moment. When my name slips past his lips, it is as though I am swept into a cloud of tranquillity. One that melts the ice of my heart, now I have none left as I stand bare in front of him as he is to me.
Seizing his face, nudging my fingers onto his cheek I guide him to me to place my lips against his, it is not a passionate kiss but a delicate welcoming one. To show him that I shall be his home and he shall be mine. His eyes are tightly shut a deep frown lies between his eyebrows. The emotions of his heart are soaring and he is unable to leash them.
"I shall be your light, Deimos," I whisper my truth against his lips. Emeralds shift from paleness to startlingly vivid. Warm hands are swift to cage my hips, I take in a sharp breath whilst he hoists me with ease, my legs fasten around his waist breasts press against his heaving chest.
"You were, are and shall always be my light, Lumina." Eyes drown into mine as he plunges his lips back to my yearning ones. It wasn't one that built unfathomable heat down in my core but one that spoke to my soul, slow and sensual. He reveals to me what his heart declares through the kiss.
Closing the bedroom door softly behind him as to not disturb the pup held by deep slumber, he escorts us to the small sofa laid by the open kitchen. Lowering me with care onto the softness he hovers over my being, almost luminescent greens waver around my face to engrave each of my features.
"You are truly magnificent, my goddess." He utters as I beam at him. His delicate touches, the heat of his emeralds, the softness of his lips propels me into a bubble of haze that captures my senses bounding me to the spell of his eyes.
He caresses each feature gifting it with a kiss, my forehead, my eyes, nose and cheeks. He admires his female, relishing in the glow of light I shine upon him. Wet kisses are delivered down the flesh of my neck, canines bite and tug at my mark with the purpose to leave a trace of his loving only to return and soothe it with a soft hollow suck of the burning skin.
His calloused palm slides down my hips forging a torturous path of fire to lift my skirt and feast on my bareness. A shot of ardour is brisk to ignite down to the pit of my moistening core.
My hips rise aiding my heavy breasts to stroke his firm chest, a sharp intake of breath comes from his side whilst his fingers explore the goosebumps that paint my skin. His arousal for me comes to stand by the light uncaring and shameless. Cock thick and solid stands in attention prominent through the material of his jeans to his antics, my thighs quiver with a feral need as I spread them knowingly for him to rest in between. For him to eat what is given with no hesitance.
"Lumina." He tastes my name that sits upon the tip of his hot tongue, there was no need to fuck that riles him but a need to love. A need for our bodies to collide gently and deliciously.
Quivering fingers unzip his jeans actions freeing his erect girth, positioning him briskly at my weeping entrance. Our clothes still covering our flesh we only bare what must meet. He slides my soaking wet underwear to the side uncovering my dripping pussy. Thick watery fluid makes its wicked path downward, my core eager and aching for him.
Propelling his face into the side of my neck, breaths heavy with no prior warning he impels his hips forward and in one fluid thrust he sinks himself deep into my dampened sex, walls stretch to accommodate his fullness savouring how he fills me up. My mouth opens wide to allow a pleasureful moan to pass, my hips rise from the softness welcoming him further to the feeling of wholeness that encompasses me.
"Lumina." He grunts hoarsely, staying still resting whilst he is nestled deep. He does not devour, he tastes. He takes his time showing his love for me with his body. His beast that wishes to mount me and ravish my flesh is reigned back in by Deimos for their intentions vary.
Holding the weight of his being on his elbows placed on either of my sides, he extracts his cock slipping out the wetness of my walls slick with my fluid only to dive deeper. My weighty arms rise to clasp around his neck bringing the heat of his mouth closer to mine.
The tip of my tongue meets with his blazing mark and he trembles to the tingles it evokes within him, he is unyielding and fierce with his thrusts but he carries a gentleness to it. Each caress of his calloused hands, each kiss of his soft lips, each bite of his sharp canines overwhelms my soul to seek his that once shied away from such bonding.
Seizing his hand bringing it to my mouth, eyes flutter close to kiss the inside of his palm. To kiss his wrist indulging in the pulse of his beating heart. Can he see it? Can he feel it? See and feel the three words I haven't said to him yet. A male who has risen from his weakness and bounds to protect and love those whom he holds dear, this is all he wanted. This is all I can give him.
His thumb mildly slides across my lower lip scalding eyes take in the shape of it, whilst my nails sink into the plush sofa struggling to breathe for his movements, the way he kindles my fire is inscrutable.
"Come here, Lumina." He utters, voice dripping with his searing gluttony. There is a sudden change of our positions as he seizes me by my hips carrying me with him. Legs spread wide apart his back leaned upon the couch's head he settles me upon him. Eyes meet, heartbeats sync and souls embrace.
His fervent emeralds skim down my flesh lingering over my covered breasts, he does not like it. There is an eagerness to taste them that riles him from within whilst he gently pops open the buttons of my shirt one by one with a seductive slowness as my chest heaves in anticipation. My fluid runs down my core saturating his thick thighs, he does not mind it rather it adds fuel to his fiery greed.
He hooks his index finger beneath my bra strap slipping it down my shoulder with ease, impure eyes watch its fall. Gripping his wrist I draw his thumb into my hot mouth sucking deep tongue tasting the tip of his thumb whilst my eyes draw his to meet mine. Emeralds dilate and darken to the sensual show I put on for him. My lewdness he succumbs to it.
I entice his sinful lust, rotating my pussy over his burly cock not taking him in merely teasing him to give a preview of how it shall feel. Grabbing my jaw with a solid firmness whilst the tips of his fingers create an indent over my flesh, he propels me forward to devour my mouth with a merciless fierceness ramming his tongue deep not allowing me to breathe, he takes what he demands. I shall face the consequences of my actions.
I clutch his hair tugging on it, holding onto the thickness for support whilst he ravishes my mouth greedily. A carnal need I have set aflame within him. Deimos pulls down my bra cups swiftly setting my bosoms free, I try to position myself shifting backwards to provide us with further comfort yet he denies this seizing my waist hauling me back to his chest to devour what has been bare to him.
His hot tongue swirls around the tip of my hardened buds, he sucks brutally the sound of it echoing throughout the void room, my cheeks burn to what I hear clearly yet he is not fazed by it rather he continues to consume my flesh brazenly.
My back arches to his wickedness, to his raw piercing appetite as I shove my eager breasts deeper into his perverted mouth. Repositioning his mass quickly at my entrance paying no heed to appease his hunger I take what I want first.
It is as though our souls are awakening as we tether ourselves to one and other. Clamping around his mass sucking him deep I allow my saturated walls to cream him. Rolling my hips placing my palms upon his knees I lean farther back to give him a show. The bounce of my breasts, my sopping succulent pussy, the curve of my hips, the sound of my ass meeting the flesh of his thighs. All his senses are being overdrawn by me.
I am playing a dangerous game, I know this. Emeralds manifest to frighteningly dark greens, he grunts whilst his canines elongate to puncture his lower lip. He bleeds whilst he controls his lecherous beast leashing him within the cage of control. His beast wants to fuck coarsely, Deimos wants to make love. They both battle to have their way with me.
"Do not provoke me, Lumina." An enticingly filthy warning he delivers with a deep pleasure-filled moan whilst his claws escape their shells to grip the flesh of my hips trying to control the pace of our mating.
His name leaves my desirous swollen lips over and over again as though I were chanting or praying. The way I take him is raw, severe and passionate yet soothingly gentle. He turns hot-blooded to the pure animalistic fucking yet the relentless delicateness of it has him caged leaving him immobile but to take what I give him. Seizing him by his neck I pry his face to meet mine. I want to see him as he empties himself within me. The way his mouth will open to empty his hot pants, the way his eyes will clench shut with his overwhelming bliss.
Leaning forward my teeth sink into his lower lip to suck, bite and tug with an insatiable thirst. He belongs to me. This male is mine. I skim down the beauty of his flesh, his tousled hair, flushed cheeks, sweat coated chest, and his poisonous emeralds. A truly breathtaking male he is.
I bounce upon his cock faster the pace quickening to reach where I wish to go. My antics are abrupt and accelerated, giving him no choice but to submit. His head nestles into my chest the tip of his tongue tasting the space in between my breasts. A predator tastes the flesh of his prey.
"Lumina, wait." He quivers and squirms away whilst I begin to grind against his girth, he is caged in pure agony. Pleasureful agony. He is close to gratification and so am I.
My feet hook him beneath his knees locking our flesh together as one leaving him with no way to escape. "Stop, my female." He pleads as confusion and fear simmer beneath his passion. His palms try to push me away yet he cannot for we are bound together as one.
"Deimos," I whisper drawing his face closer to mine. I see it, despite his yearning there is that deep-rooted gut-wrenching fear he possesses of releasing within me. Our past, he thinks it defines him. "Look at me."
His hips rise with an austere eagerness to meet my thrusts for he cannot control his flesh, his mind and heart are at war. He wants to run but he also wishes to stay. His eyes are clenched shut lips quivering, he cries silently. Tears stream down his cheeks, his inner pup comes forth to stand in the light.
"It is okay, my male. It is okay." I hold my male tightly to me easing his distress whilst I clamp tightly around his full cock that is close to bursting. Moans erupt from deep within him carried along with his soft sobs. My male is a mess. A beautiful mess.
"I am sorry." He keeps muttering. He is in fear of the outcome of cumming inside me. Despite the change in our pack and freedom to our wishes, our past has manifested into trauma for him.
"It is okay, I want this. Deimos, we want this." Wiping away his tear-stained flesh with my thumbs I shove my mouth into his swallowing his sounds of bliss. His cock rams deep unforgiving and rigorously, my mewls of delight echo through the walls of the room as we both reach our rapture.
Euphoria
I writhe and recoil upon him whilst he jerks forward emptying spurts of his semen inside me. My walls cream him clamping around tightly till he has given his last drop draining him completely. He does not knot me so I keep him inside until satisfaction pools within me.
Chest heaving, his mind succumbs to misty haze. With a soft sigh of affection towards the male with a delicate kiss to his forehead, I remove myself from our position to lie upon the couch. Squirming forward to give him space, there is a comfortable silence between us as he reclines behind me warm arms surround my flesh pulling me to him.
"Deimos." Kissing his wrist gently I call his name, yet there is no reply that comes from him. He is drowning. Taking a deep breath in I prepare myself to say what I kept hidden all these years. The beats of our heart sync together as one and I exhale slowly.
"I love you."
A soft gasp is released from the male who rests behind me, his flesh trembles violently. The weight of my words ties him down, he shall need time to digest it to gift to his soul. With a soft smile on my face, I submit to sleep whilst the feeling of wet drops meeting with the flesh of my neck manifests to my lullaby.
Feeling the coldness of my being that shivers to the mild summer breeze my eyes flutter open amidst nightfall, the room is engulfed by darkness the only light coming through gifted by the full moon.
Clutching the thin blanket to my bare flesh, understanding settles in. Deimos must have carried me to the bedroom. Tired eyes are swift to wander for the male who is not by my side, questions his potential departure upsets me whilst I scan the room. Did he leave without telling me?
A shift of presence is felt, his comforting scent floats through as I turn to where he stands. Freshly showered, hair drenched he stands behind me wearing nothing but a pant that sits loosely on his hips. He could not sleep, he showered to calm the overwhelming emotions of his heart I know this.
Hands in his pockets, eyes closed head lifted into the darkened sky a soft smile of serenity graces his lips. The breeze dries his damp hair whilst the full moon highlights his magnificent features. He is truly a bewitching male. His weaknesses, his insecurities, his fears I want to hold them all as mine and protect the abandoned pup that still lingers within him. I do not want any harm to come for him, I shall make sure he is always safe in my arms.
You will never be alone again, my male.
"Deimos." His name is whispered soothingly as his eyes flutter open to slowly meet mine. Sitting up placing my feet on the ground I smile up at him.
"My female." He replies words choked out, his paradise has awakened.
"What are you doing standing there alone? Come here, my male." I open my arms wide for him beaming up at the male who will always be loved by me. A delicate smile carried with a brief nod he offers me whilst sauntering leisurely towards where I sit.
Kneeling by my feet his arms surround my waist whilst he rests his face upon my belly. My fingers naturally sink into his hair gently caressing his scalp, his eyes close once more as he remains still peacefully absorbing my tenderness and love.
My eyes peer up at the moon who beckons me, I beam up at her for the one true dream she has given me. A family. Yet something pokes deep within me, a sort of enlightenment that draws in.
I glance back at my male who rests by my feet. Perhaps this was it. Perhaps this was the reason I was kept alive by my parents, perhaps this was the prophecy the healer had spoken about.
The prophecy that I would bring a God to his knees.