A/N
Okay so I know it's weird writing about Kalona and Zoey…but there were times I myself wanted Zoey to give into Kalona…so this is it. In this story, he can read her thoughts, just keep that in mind. I won't ramble, just be sure to read the A/N at the end.
Ready set go!
Many times I've wanted to give into him, give into his glorious body and smooth voice. This is one of those times. I fixed my gaze onto his eyes, the eyes that held me captive and made any thoughts that weren't about him; blow away in the cool breeze that always surrounded us. I found my legs growing weaker and my heart beating faster. My breathing quickened and skin moistened.
"My A-ya." Kalona said softly into my ear as his arms wrapped around me. "Do you not see, do you not feel that you were made to love me?" Yes. I knew I was, I just needed to fight, and I couldn't give in. I pulled away from his alluring body and closed my eyes, trying to block out the voice that sang deep in my soul when he spoke. I focused on the area we occupied, a beautiful meadow with a spring running through it. Kalona asked to speak with me and brought me here. I should have said no, I should have left, but as I said, it is getting harder for me to deny him. "You doubt my love." It wasn't a question, and when I didn't respond or open my eyes, he continued. "What must I do, what will it take to prove to you? I can give you anything you ever desire, and I would give it to you. I can show you an endless love you only dream of. You were created for me, A-ya, and I want you. You know this. You know I would give anything to have you, to have your love."
I spoke the only thing that kept playing through my head, "I… I can't turn my back away from my goddess." Still forcing my eyes to remain closed. Knowing if I were to open them, I would cave and give into what I so desperately desire.
"Then don't. All I ask is to love you and know you return my love." I didn't hear him make his way to me, but when I felt his fingers, ever so gently, brush my hair away from my neck, so gently that they barely brushed against my skin, my eyes flew open. He was standing behind me. The fingers that brushed my hair away ran softly down my spine, causing a fire to follow the trail. I felt his cool breath before I felt his lips press against the back of my neck. My legs weakened considerable, and had his arms not wound around me at that precise moment, I would have fallen. He brushed his nose against my skin and into my hair, he inhaled deeply, causing his chest to press against my back. He glided his nose from my hair, back to my neck and to the hollow behind my ear where he pressed a gentle kiss. "Allow me to show my love." He whispered softly. The fire that stopped where his fingers stopped tracing just at my lower back, shot through my entire body. "Please my A-ya, please do not deny me any longer." His voice tempted me, his body invited me, and his words ignited me. Resisting was more of a battle than just concentration as it used to be. "All battles must end eventually." Kalona whispered into my ear. He turned me in his arms so we were face to face. Looking into his eyes, any resistance I had, slipped away from my grasp. "Allow me, please?" He asked again.
"Yes." I breathed out quietly, I was afraid he hadn't heard. But when his lips pressed to mine, anything I was thinking, anything that was occupying my mind, drifted into another world.
"A-ya, my precious A-ya." He whispered between his desperate kisses. His majestic black wings fluttered and moved to enclose me in his arms. His touch was gentle and kind, his kisses passionate and loving. In that moment, everything I recalled from knowing Kalona before was completely and irreversibly changed. I could feel it in his touch, taste it in his kiss, and see it in his eyes when he would whisper to me softly. His entire being seemed to change before my eyes. "How long I've waited for you, how long I've waited for this," He punctuated with a kiss and continued his sentence. "Did not give me enough time to prepare me for what I feel now. No amount of time ever could have." Kalona told me firmly. "Never again will you leave me?" He questioned, his voice dripping with fear, love, anguish, and desperation.
"Never." A familiar blazing heat ran down my arms, but I ignored it. I knew what it meant, I would look to find new tattoos, I was on the right path, I accomplished something Nyx wanted completed. I placed my hands behind his neck and forced my lips to his urgently. One of Kalona's arms tightened around my waist as the other started roaming my body. His tongue brushed against my bottom lip, giving me a moment to deny him, but I quickly allowed his access. I found myself being pushed against a tree, Kalona's wings still tightly around me. I was suddenly aware of his jeans being the only attire that he wore, that he normally ever wore. Shirts were to difficult because of his wings and shoes just didn't matter to him. Kalona pushing his body against mine stopped me mid thought and forced my focus back to what was happening.
His lips moved to my neck and back to my ear. When he breathed, his breath blew in my ear and caused bursts of passion to erupt inside me. I pushed my body forward into his, rubbing against him. He groaned softly into my ear. He pulled away slight, and ran his hands from my throat down to my stomach. He didn't wait from my arms to rise when he fisted my dress in his palms, he pulled and ripped the dress down the front. His wings were still around my body, tightening around me. He whispered, "I don't want to take the chance in anyone or anything seeing you this way." His wings covered me from shoulder to mid-thigh. Kalona placed his hands on my hips and pulled them up to my shoulders where he pushed the torn dress down my arms. He fluttered his wings, not pulling them away from me, allowing me to feel the soft, caressing feathers against my now completely bare flesh. "Breathtaking A-ya. You are far more than breathtaking." He told me as his hands rested against my hips again.
He brought his lips back to mine and ran his hands down to where his wings reached. He softly, with a touch so light, ran his hands over my body until one reached my lower back, and the other had a fistful of hair. He pulled me to him closely and knelt to the ground. He laid me back gently, my body resting on his wings.
I was lain before him, bare and exposed. My cheeks flushed slightly and he smiled. "You have no reason to find shame." He said gently. Instead of saying what I felt, I thought, I find no shame in showing my love for you. His heart stopping smile spread, causing my breathing to quicken. My body ached for him, my heart beat for him, my life was lived for him. The moment I thought those things, Kalona kissed me deeply, urgently and passionately. "I've waited for hundreds of years to be with you again, I finally am and I feel so lost." He admitted. I knew this wasn't the Kalona that had been only moments ago. He was someone different someone… "Who finally found that missing piece?" Kalona finished for me. His gaze continued to meet mine, continue to see into my soul.
I pushed my hips upward until they connected with his. He sucked in his breath and dropped his head to my shoulder. I reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He pulled them away from him until he, like me, was bare.
His eyes met mine again, showing the love that was there, and then he pushed himself forward, barely inside me. He paused, then pushed himself once more. He continued until he was completely within me, until we were completely one person. He pulled away and then back again several times, allowing my body the time it needed to adjust to him.
His pace quickened, forcing any pain aside and causing me to let out a moan. Kalona didn't hesitate at all, he knew what to do and what was best. Nothing else mattered to him but me; I could tell by the way he looked at me and the gentleness of the way we made love. Every movement he made brought a rush of pleasure that surged through me and caused me to lose my breath. Kalona whispered sweet nothings in my ear and ran one hand through my hair.
He brought his hand down to where we were joined and touched the small sensitive bundle of nerves causing the rubber band that was tightening inside my stomach to unlatch. He groaned and thrust forward once more, his release causing his body to tremble.
He pulled his wings out from beneath me and stretched them when he laid himself beside me. He pulled me over him and rubbed his fingers along my spine, back and forth, lulling me to sleep.
I just noticed we were lying in a large bed with silk, red sheets. My eyebrows scrunched together, recalling specifically that we had been in a meadow just before.
"You hesitate, my love?" At the sound of Kalona's voice, a shiver passed through my body and terrible, mocking laughter whispered (HouseOfNight-Hunted) throughout the room.
My body jerked upright, I was panting and my heart was pounding inside my chest. "Zoey, are you alright?" I looked over to see Stark lying next to me. Everything from the previous night came flooding back to me.
Stark told me he thought Kalona couldn't get into my dreams if I slept while touching a male. He said it would take a lot more effort for him to reach my dreams and he didn't think he would try, so he offered to stay with me, I accepted.
"Zoey?" Stark asked again.
"Kalona." I said softly. Stark sat up beside me and wrapped his arms around me.
"I'm so sorry, I thought he wouldn't try to reach you if I stayed." He whispered to me as he ran a hand soothingly up and down my arm. "What was your dream about?"
"He, convinced me he loved me. I couldn't resist him like I normally can and…" I stopped. I didn't really want to talk about it. At least, not right now.
"You need to get out of here Zoey. You can't stay here much longer, it isn't safe for you."
As much as I knew that was true, I couldn't just get up, go get the Twins, Damien, Aphrodite and Darius and just walk right out. We needed to form some sort of plan, get in contact with Stevie Ray and find some way to leave. Not to mention, I don't want to leave Stark here.
"I can't go with you." Stark replied to my thoughts. "But you have got to find a way out. Maybe I can create some diversion while you and your friends sneak out but either way, you can't stay here much longer. Kalona isn't going to be patient and wait for you to love him again." And as much as I knew his words were true, I wish they weren't. "Why don't you just go back to sleep? It is still light out, no one will be up for a few more hours and I'm sure you could use the rest. If you want, I'll stay closer instead of how we were. Maybe it will help with your dreams."
I don't speak for a few moments. My mind is too busy racing, but, once again, Stark is right. I do need the sleep and we weren't that close before, only holding hands. So maybe if he just holds me; that will keep Kalona away. "Alright." I say simply. Stark smiles and gives me that cocky smile. I lye back down beside him, and he just stares at me. "What?"
"Do you…Do you mind?" He asks. Reaching his arm out towards me, demonstrating what he is asking. I grab his wrist, and tuck it around me. His body tenses for a moment, but he gains his composer and wiggles around for a bit, then scoots himself closer to me until I can feel his chest against my back. "Goodnight Zoey." He whispered into my ear.
Within moments, I drift off to sleep. Kalona didn't occupy my dreams and I got the rest I had been needing for what feels like weeks.
A/N
So, for everyone that sends me a review, I will give you a sneak peek of the next chapter. Yes, Zoey was just dreaming, and yes, this is when Stark comes into Zoeys room in the book and tells her about how it is difficult for Kalona to get into her head if she is touching a guy while she sleeps. So I hope you like it, more is to come and more from the other characters will be here soon :)
