Chapter 31

~ Love Everlasting ~

"I'm no longer arguing with you Zamasu!" Judith exclaimed irritably. She didn't know how long they had been at it, but it seemed that she had met an immovable force in Zamasu – he was even more stubborn than she was.

"I absolutely agree." Zamasu said arrogantly, a smirk appearing on his face as if to say: 'You never had a chance'. "There is no point in arguing, since your 'plan' is idiotic bordering on imbecilic." He added nonchalantly.

Judith was just about to explode with frustration. How many times did she have to say it before it finally drilled through that hard head of his! She was killing him! And all he replied was: 'You cannot kill a god Judith. I am immortal.' And the whole song and dance would begin anew ending with her boiling over with anger and him calmly watching her with ill-covered amusement.

Her plan was simple, but effective and the only option she could come up with for their already hopeless situation. It was time for her to face the facts. She was a 'Soul Reaper', born to consume the souls of the living and no matter how hard she tried to ignore it, the truth was, she could feel the darkness inside her growing, beckoning her to fade into it, calling her 'home'.

She first noticed it after she woke up on the couch with a splitting headache and an angel anxiously watching her, and it had only grown stronger. It was like a whisper of a thrill she was still able to ignore, but she wondered for how long she could shut it from her mind before it completely seduced her.

Yes. Her plan was simple and effective, but it was also selfish… she would simply allow herself to be consumed by the evil within her. As she had sat there on that rock in the middle of nowhere on Planet Venera, trying to organize the chaos in her mind, she had come to one, inevitable conclusion: she could not stay. It was hard to accept the fact that the darkness would eventually consume her, but she could still choose to save Zamasu, fates be damned.

They were still in the bedroom. Zamasu, ever formal, had his hands clutched behind his back, blocking the doorway. She had forced herself to remain still and not run a path pacing back and forth across the room. She opened her mouth and was just about to speak when Zamasu interrupted her. "You are not going anywhere." He said, as if reading her thoughts.

"You cannot stop me." Judith replied, looking at him defiantly.

"Try it." He challenged her, not moving a muscle, his expression dead serious.

"Goodbey Zamasu." She said as she started walking towards the door, brushing past him. Within seconds she found herself pushed up against the bedroom wall, pinned in place. Judith had to do a double take… 'What the f-'. She started thinking before her mind caught up with her body.

With lighting fast movements, Zamasu had grabbed her wrist painfully and had yanked her back into the room where he promptly proceeded to push her back (not too gently) against the wall, pinning her hands with his on either side of her shoulders.

"I told you…" Zamasu said, his face inches away from hers, his soft white hair tickling her cheek,"…you're not going anywhere." His steely gaze held her captive. "Do you know why, Judith?" he purred, his voice low, almost a whisper.

"No…" Judith managed to breath out, as she felt her heart speed up and heat pool in her core.

"Because you're mine." Zamasu answered, his voice pure sin and as if to prove it, a jolt of energy shot through her arm and the mark on her chest hummed in anticipation. "You belong to me." Zamasu continued to whisper as he leaned into her, his breath warm on her ear. She couldn't help the shiver that ran through her body. "Say it." He talked into her ear, nuzzling his nose through her hair.

"I'm yours." Judith obeyed, her eyes slipping shut as his lips brushed against her ear lobe.

"Good." Zamasu praised. "Now say it again." He ordered.

"I'm yours." Judith repeated as if brainwashed, the humming from her mark growing in intensity and an unbidden whine escaped her lips as she felt Zamasu's lips brush against the curve of her neck. Chuckling, he pulled back to imprison her once again in the intensity of his gaze and Judith immediately decided that this was her favourite look, his eyes half lidded, a lazy smirk in place. How she could ever bring herself to leave him, she did not know.

Zamasu could see the desire burn behind her yellow eyes, her pupils dilating in response to the ques her body was sending her, just as his own body tensed with arousal. "You have no idea what you do to me." He said before claiming her mouth in a savage kiss, dominating her very soul and overwriting every thought, forcing her mind to go blank. For a few moments longer, he plundered her mouth with his tongue before suddenly stepping back, pulling her with him. She stood motionless as Zamasu lifted her dress over her head, exposing her toned, naked body, his gaze predatory as he took in her form. "Get on the bed." He ordered; his voice dangerously calm.

Without turning from him, Judith walked backwards until she felt the bed against the back of her knees and sunk onto it. "Now lie down." Zamasu said. Judith was all too happy to oblige and slowly lowered herself onto the cool sheets. "Put your arms above your head." Zamasu once again commanded, watching her every move with those predatory eyes. Judith was going to question him, but the mark on her skin somehow compelled her to follow his every command. She lifted her arms and stretched them out above her head. Her wrists were almost immediately encircled by his energy, yanking her upwards before pinning them in place.

Judith's heart was beating a rate of a thousand tats, her breath escaping from slightly parted lips as she watched Zamasu from the centre of the bed as he began to slowly advance on her. She saw his eyes slowly moving over her neck, her exposed breast down her stomach and came to rest at the apex of her thighs. "Zamasu? What are you-" Judith started to question as realization dawned on her of what he had in mind, but he cut her off. "Quite." His voice was still and deathly calm, his eyes snapping up to hers in warning. Judith swallowed heavily and merely continued to watch as he approached her.

His hand gently wrapped around her ankle and Judith felt the bed give way under his weight. His touch was feather lite as his hand moved up and over her calve and soon enough, she could feel his breath where his hand had just been. Judith's head dropped back to the bed as his lips made contact with her skin. Zamasu continued to brush his lips against her skin as he continued to caress up her thigh, forcing her to bend her knee to accommodate his frame.

Judith eyes fluttered closed as she felt his breath on her inner thigh, moving ever closer to his targeted destination… Abruptly she felt him pull back onto his haunches. As she opened her eyes, they were immediately captured by his intense stare, the fire of arousal burning within his grey depths. Still watching her, he took possession of her other leg, lifting it up onto his shoulder and once again began with teasing kisses to her calve, his touch so gentle, Judith could almost describe it as reverent. Painfully slowly he made his way back up her inner thigh, but once again, stopping short of where Judith was aching to feel him and she let out a frustrated groan. She could feel him chuckling at her impatience.

"In a hurry are we?" He asked, his voice thick with lust, his tone conveying his amusement. "A moment ago you couldn't wait to leave." He said so close to her thigh, she could feel his breath.

"You're not playing fair." Judith tried to argue. "Why do you insist on tormenting me, when you know this cannot be?" She managed to ask, though it was difficult to form a coherent thought with the god she loved lying between her legs.

"Is it torment if you so readily obey my orders?" Zamasu countered and a moment later he added. "Is it torment if your body is practically begging me to continue?"

Judith swore under her breath cursing her own traitorous body. She was indecently aroused by his ministrations so far and she could feel the sleekness between her most intimate part. "Would you just s—…" but before she could finish her sentence she felt the most exquisite warmth licking up and over her entrance. Her hips bucked up from their own accord and was almost immediately pushed down onto the mattress by one of Zamasu's hands that had come to rest on her lower abdomen.

"Be still." Zamasu ordered again and just as Judith was about to protest she felt his lips seal around that most sensitive of places, his tongue gliding lazily over her bundle of nerves. Despite her best efforts, Judith could not help the loud moan that escaped her mouth, her wrists tugging at the ring that held them in place. Somewhere in her mind Judith remembered that she should be ashamed of her wanton behaviour, but that thought was quickly pushed away as she felt one of Zamasu's fingers teasing at her entrance.

With torturous slowness she felt him ease his finger into her, her entrance embarrassingly ready to accept him. Judith mewled as he removed his mouth from her, the cold air hitting the wet spot. She looked down at Zamasu, his face wore an expression of both wonder and desire. Meeting her gaze he spoke in a breathless voice. "You taste so good Judith." And as he said it, he inserted a second finger into her slick channel. "So good." He repeated before hooking his fingers and touching the spot inside her that made her vision swim. Judith dropped her head back onto the bed unable to control her moans as Zamasu once again latched onto her, his tongue quickening it's movements as his fingers moved in synchroneity.

Judith was panting loudly; her body was on fire and she was rushing toward the precipice of that most delicious plunge. She could not understand how Zamasu was able to play her body with such ease and precision. How could he make her come undone so easily? 'And where the hell did he learn to do that!?' Little Miss Judy added.

Judith's release came over her without warning. Zamasu felt her walls stutter around his fingers and he redoubled his efforts, removing the hand that was holding her down and instead palming her breast. The waves of ecstasy washed over Judith, her back arching of the bed as she rode them out. She could feel Zamasu slowing his movements, gently removing his fingers from her, and kissing her erogenous area one last time. She could have sworn she heard him breath the word "mine", but it could just have been her short-circuited brain imagining things.

She was faintly aware that the bed shifted as Zamasu got up off the bed and immediately felt the energy wring binding her wrists disappear. Still breathing loudly she opened her eyes just in time to see Zamasu shed the last of his garments, exposing his perfectly toned body. Judith couldn't help but swallow heavily again as she admired him, her eyes roaming over him. He was apparently as aroused as she was, judging by the state of his member and she once again felt the delicious pulsating hum from her mark.

Unceremoniously, Zamasu grabbed her ankles and pulled her toward the edge of the bed, where he was standing, before promptly flipping her over onto her stomach and lifting her onto her hands and knees. Before Judith could process this new position, Zamasu entered her with a hard and vicious thrust. Judith heard his own groan paired with her scream at the delicious sting that came from being taken to roughly and she half expected him to continue at a brutal pace. Instead, he just sunk deeper into her until he could go no further, Judith welcoming every inch of him, embracing him, holding him in a vice and he did not move again.

Wanting to feel more of him, Judith attempted to shift, but her hips were caught in an iron grip holding her in place. "Don't. Move." Zamasu managed to say, his voice strained and low.

"I want to move." Judith breathed.

Suddenly she was yanked up by her shoulders, her breath hitching at the awkward position. Zamasu's hand slipped under her arm and encircled her neck pulling her back even more until her ear was next to his lips. "Don't. Move." He repeated, his grip tightening around her throat while his other hand roamed over her body, heading straight for her core, his fingers stopping just short of where they needed to be.

Judith felt him extract himself from her. His breath was warm on her ear and as he spoke he roughly thrust back into her. "You." He pulled back and slammed into her again. "Belong." Judith was held in place by his iron grip. "To." Judith could feel the raw power pulsating from her mark at every word. "Me." He thrust back into her with equal force and viciousness as the first time. "And I will never let you go Judith." Zamasu added breathlessly, clearly struggling to control himself.

Judith felt her soul shatter further at his words. "I don't want to go." She could not help herself saying. "I don't want to leave you." She could feel her heart aching with every word.

"Then stay." Zamasu said, once again still in his movements. "Stay with me."

Judith could not bring herself to answer him, instead, she somehow managed to break free from his hold and captured his lips in an all-consuming kiss. "I will always be yours." She breathed onto his lips before he once again claimed her mouth with his, his tongue lovingly caressing hers. Slowly his grip on her loosened and she seized the opportunity to reposition herself, though she mourned the loss of him filling her so completely in the process.

Judith took his hand and led him onto the bed as she reclined, urging him to follow. He crept over her slowly till he was positioned above her and held her captive with his eyes that had turned a darker shade of grey. Judith looked up at him from where she lay, her hands had found their way to his upper arms and she could feel the muscles strain as he loomed over her.

Then, ever so slowly, she felt him nudge his way back into her, all the while fixing her with his intense stare. Zamasu watched every change in her expression as the sensation washed over her body, committing each of them to memory, every line on her face, every twitch of her eyes, every gasp that escaped her parted lips. Her hands tightening their grip on his arms as he entered her further, her walls embracing him keeping him locked within her in a tight grip.

There was something quite different in their union this time, as if with every thrust, Zamasu pushed part of his soul into her and with every gasp, Judith poured her soul back into him. When their lips met it was more than just a kiss, it felt as if there was an exchange of something so deep, that it could not be named. Each caress left a trail of burning desire, each breath a testament to their obsession. And when they both fell over the edge, the sensations too much to bare, they could only cling to each other and hope for salvation from the current of emotions that threatened to overwhelm them both. It was slow, sensual, passionate, and the only feeling that was left was the unbridled love they shared.

A love that was doomed since before Judith was even conceived or the seed of Zamasu awakened, a love that would destroy and kill, a monstrous love.