บท 30: For Love

There was… a whisper or was it… air? He was not sure as he felt swayed by it, like a feather being danced with the wind. It was nice and relaxing, reminding him of laying in the hammock at the beach with Eve.

Eve, his beautiful wife. Smiling, he remembered all the beautiful memories they shared. But like any good thing, the sound of thunder rolled into his dream. The chill filled up his body as his skin prickled.

"Adam," a voice spoke in richness and safety.

"Father."

He wasn't sure how to feel about this. Why was his father visiting him in his dream? Wait…!

"Calm yourself Adam," the calming voice spoke.

"How can I be calm," he fisted his hands, "You wish to kill us."

"No, my child," God's voice soothed him, whether he wanted it to or not, "I only wish for the return of life."

There was a pause and Adam knew, he just knew what that meant.

"You mean to kill Eve."

"So she may be reborn human alongside you. Is that not what you want?"

He pursed his lips.

"I know your heart, my son," his Father explained, "I also know hers. She wished to conceive your child for many centuries now."

He felt his cheeks burn.

"She may give birth to as many as she would like if she were to accept."

"If she doesn't, you would continue to not let her have my child," Adam gritted out.

"She was given birth incorrectly," God stated, "A demon does not have the same workings as a human."

"She is as human as I am!"

"She is a demon!" the roar of thunder and striking of lightning near him flashed.

"She is as human as I am!" He repeated clearer.

"You stubborn foolish-" Father paused and softened his voice, "You are as ungrateful as your brother."

'Gabriel?' he wondered but did not ask in fear, in case God retaliated against the elder angel.

"Why do you not just bring life once more and leave us alone?"

"Because she had caused war!" The angry tone returned, "Do you not understand this?"

"You have caused war too!" Adam shouted back, no longer caring for repercussions from his father.

"You-!" the lightning struck him, and he hit his knees on the sandy beach.

"There are things you cannot comprehend and you dare blame me, your Father," no longer the calming voice he held, "There will come a time when you must choose to save many over the price of others."

Shutting his eyes, he calmed his racing heart. The storm still raged, as the waves crashed high on the shore and the palm trees bent low like a bow. His father will never forgive, will he? He would continue to pursue them, until he got what he wanted.

"She is mine and I am hers," he stated, "If she dies, then let me die too."

"You wish to die as well?"

"Yes."

The storm faded and pulled away, leaving only Adam kneeled on the sand. The chill did not leave his body and he wrapped his arms around himself. He would have to do it, right? They wouldn't be able to escape all the time, could they?

He closed his eyes and sighed. Opening his blue eyes, he saw the roof of the cavern and blinked in the clarity. A warm body laid against his side and he turned his head to face the beauty. Lips parted slightly as she breathed, her face looked so innocent, so free.

Placing a hand on her face, he kissed her. He didn't want to think about his dream, about his Father, about what he agreed to do. He just wanted her and to love her as much as he could.

"Adam," she breathed out his name and he kissed her again. Moving forward to push her gently onto her back, he hovered over her. He had one hand over her head to balance him, as he continued to devour her tasteful lips. His other hand slipped up the slit from her black satin dress, feather light touches that made her body shiver.

"Ah," Eve panted out as she bit her bottom lip, and Adam watched as her cheeks warmed with a red tint.

His ocean eyes stared at her, as if to memorize every movement of the lines, the sound emitting from her plumped lips, and the thin sweat that sheened like a glow on her skin. His fingers rubbed her clitoris slowly with deep pressure. She let out a gasp and spread her legs wider, inviting him to be comfortable against her.

"Babe," she panted out when he rubbed harder, as his fingers slid down her slit.

"I love you," he whispered against her as a strand followed his breath.

Her long lashes fluttered to reveal her honey eyes, dazed and pleasure filled, looking at him. Those eyes soon closed once more, when his fingers slipped in. Wetness and heat sucked his fingers, and he felt his own sweat gathering across his temples and back. His own hardness jutted against his restricting pants, but he ignored it.

'I love you. I love you. I love you,' he repeated over an over like a mantra in his head.

Kissing her lips and breathing in her gasps and moans, he pumped three fingers into her. Body arced and chest pressed against one another, her hands squeezed his back. A whimper escaped her lips when he found her bundled and pushed against it. Her hips twitched and legs shook as her orgasm shot through her.

"Ah! Mmph," Eve, his beautiful wife, grabbed his head and kissed him open mouthed.

He pumped slowly, as her hips rolled. Pulling back, she looked at him to see him staring at her hazily but refused to pull back. Pushing her hips forward to flip them, she was now on top. Pulling out his fingers, he opened his mouth to refuse, but she shook her head.

"You are quite insatiable," Eve breathed out a laugh as she freed his penis, "I am not complaining my love, but do you not want a break?"

She watched as he was about to sit up, but she pushed him down with her hands on his chest.

"Eve-" he started, but she quieted him down with a kiss.

"Shh," she shushed softly, "Let me take care of you."

Reaching behind her, she placed his tip against her folds and pushed in. She bit her lips and closed her eyes, as it spread her open. Breathing out, she watched him through heavy lidded eyes. Mouth parted and eyebrows furrowed, he let out a groan. His heart, she could feel it pumping loudly against her palms. Sweat built along his skin, soaking up the orange shirt he wore.

'Beautiful,' she smiled as she sat all the way down his long, thick cock.

Eve moved her hips forward, backwards, and in circular motion as the friction pulled and tugged against her walls. His hands squeezed her thighs and she leaned forward to kiss his lips.

"Want me to go faster?" She asked shyly, yet her movement was anything but shy.

Hips twerking up and down, as he penetrated her over and over. A loud moan escaped his lips and his hands squeezed her thighs harder. She slowed down her movement to earn a hard kiss, teeth banged as tongues explored her mouth. Then a slap echoed the cavern and she yelped in surprised. The pain against her ass stung, like a pulsing burn.

"Don't stop," he panted out, pushing his hips up into her.

She let out a moan and moved against him, as her hair fell over her shoulders. Body bouncing, her breasts moved against his chest, nipples rubbing against sweaty skin. Then another slap occurred against her ass and another. Letting out a load moan as she moved faster against him, squeezing his thickness with her folds.

His arms, strong and muscular, wrapped around her waist to press her against his chest. She felt the shift of his legs and then… she could no longer think. Loud panting and gasping could be heard to any bypassers around the area from their love making. Slapping of skins and squelching of juices sounded in the small cave.

"I'm gonna…" he panted out as his hips started to stuttered.

Before he finished, he bit her neck hard, causing her to scream as she orgasmed. Liquids mingled inside her pussy as he came inside her. She could feel the pulsing of his penis inside, pumping out what he could to fill her even more. Pulling his teeth off her neck, she could feel the sting of pierced skin. His teeth had a bit of her blood, so she licked it off him as a kiss ensued.

"Insatiable," she breathed out, pleasured high, against his lips.

"Always," he whispered and took her lips again as he turned them to the side.

'I will always love you,' he hoped to convey through his lips, as the return of what he must do for her, for them, peeked out of the closet in his mind.

'Always.'