The Chronicles of Alion Book 1 - Deu' Angel (read more books txt) 📗

doing here?’ ‘You could get arrested or worse,’ she says, with some atoms of fear colonizing her face. Enzo smiling back at her, kisses her deeper and much fiercer than before. She froze at the assault of sensations, she didn’t fully understand. Her body felt like it was the wrong size, her arms stretched around his shoulders, filled with a satisfied smile deep in her eyes. ‘How did you find me?’ she asks.

    ‘I longed to see a beauty never gazed upon by a man such as I, lips as red as rose, your beautiful brown eyes, a hair  so short but its flame lights my path, thoughts about you will not let my heart go to sleep.” Enzo says, in his attempt to woo her.

     He then says, ‘I also asked for directions where you lived. It wasn’t easy, I’ll tell.’ He knew deep in his heart, she was his true mate.  ‘It takes more than a kiss to bring out a wolf,’ his subconscious mind tells him. Searching in both their hearts, Flora Bradley had fallen head over heels in love with him, likewise Enzo. They couldn’t help it; they are deadly locked in a soul prison, they will love to remain in forever. As if it was the plan of the heavens, the luster of the full moon shines on them both; a lush moment so it seemed. He acts on his alpha instincts, moves around her as he shifts his weight. He kisses her again, nipping her neck with his lips. Then his lips went still. ‘You look worried?’ His inflection implied she shouldn’t be.

    She huffed, ‘You just showed up at my place. I know you not at all, and it doesn’t seem proper.’

    ‘You’ve got it all wrong,’ Enzo whispers.

    She opens her eyes to glare at him. ‘How so?’  she says, only to notice the army of love matching off Enzo’s eyes. He longed to feel her good coloured milky skin, against his. He impulsively says to her,

     ‘I love you.’ with a soft gentle tone, as he speaks on. ‘As crazy as all this seems, my soul longs for you. I felt I was ripped in two the day we parted, never have I been so connected with anyone before,’ He meant all he is says, and she is aware. His love for her draws the moonlight nearer, causing its luster to sparkle even brighter. But Flora’s reaction seems so cold, like one not appreciative of the other’s presence. Not saying another word, he makes an attempt to leave. But she holds his lusty body not letting him go. This time Flora kisses him under the shady smiles of the moonlight.

     ‘Let’s start over from the beginning, Can we?’ Flora asks. She places both hands on each shoulder; he pulls her against him and kisses her. With gentle persistence, he won his way into her mouth, tongue laving hers. A dizzy heat surged through Flora. He grasped the helm of her gown, lifting it up to expose her bare bottom to her stomach and grazing her rib cage in the process. She raised her arms overhead and he pulled off her gown, tossing it on the glass floor, he continued to ply her with kisses as he worked to cup her breast. Shy about being the only one naked, she decided to remove his shirt. Enzo’s chest was broad, sleek with muscle and hairy. She ran her hands over his pecs, the nubs of his nipples, brushing across her palms. His shoulders flexed at her touch and he sucked in his stomach while she trails her hands beneath his abdomen. ‘There’s something you need to know,’ she says with a hesitant voice, raising an eyebrow, with his hands on her waist and the other cupped on her right breast.

    ‘What?’

     ‘I’m a virgin.” She breathed it. Enzo cups her face in his hand, thumb caressing her cheek.

    ‘It’s going to be okay, Flora.’

    ‘How do you know?’ she asks, he gives a shaky laugh. His fingers circling her skin on each shoulder

    ‘Nervous?’ She nodded.

    ‘Don’t be, you’re in safe hands.’

    He plants a kiss on her neck, sucking hard onto her skin, marking her as his mate. The hair on his cheek touching her, the sensation was like warm velvet gliding on her skin, Goosebumps raced over her immediately. Teasing her nipples, Enzo cupped both breast in his hands, stroking the tips, he kissed his way down to her neck and sucks gentle on one nipple while teasing the other. He feels the gradual winding of her racing heart. He slips his finger down to her hips; finds her cleft in between her legs. A lone ranger finger wiggled into her core, touching the wet heat down there. She held a firm grip on his shoulders, for she felt her knees sagging.

    ‘Let’s move to the bed.’ She gasped.

    ‘Lead the way my lady.’ His fingers still in her, they moved slowly to her luxurious bed. A woven cotton mattress and finely carved golden edges. He slides his fingers out her wet entrance and pushes her hard down on the bed, taking off his trousers with no underwear. Everything seems mutual now. He came unto the bed, puts her hand around his shaft.

    ‘Oh yes,’ she skimmed his length, he was well endowed, envious of her hands, she pulls Enzo for a deep kiss, both nipples touching, she lifts her hips to taste his  delduga on her. Hoping to be penetrated.

    ‘Close your eyes.’ Enzo says. Kissing his way down to her core, shivering at each sensitive touch, she couldn’t help but give a quiet moan. His tongue swept her wet entrance, flicking her clits and sucking on it, he slips a finger inside her, followed by a second. It’s exactly as he imagined it. The hair, the lips, the hole. She screams aloud, oscillating for more penetration and pleasure.

     In their moment, something walks behind Enzo’s eyes it was human, looking intensely he saw his wolf leaning beside a woman; it was Flora. She stroked its soft white fur while it remained still. Shocked by this new development, it was all strange to him. His wolf looks back at him, it paces round Flora restlessly.  Enzo could almost feel an outburst and change to his wolf form, but it wasn’t ready. He moves up to kiss her shoulder, kneels between her finely curved hips and legs, he places the head of his stick at her streaming heat wet entrance. Moves in slowly with little pressure and won his way inside her. It pricked, she found less comfort with this new experience, but she felt a satisfactory achievement of this; like she just had a successful deer hunt and was being cheered by everyone. It took time for Flora to accustom herself to feel pleasure with each thrust. She moves back a bit; the ripping of her maidenhood was painful. Pausing at a moment, he leans on her soft stomach feeling his hard-muscular pecs, sucks on her nipples, pushing his pelvis to stimulate her clits and at this pleasurable distraction he reached further into her, gasping for air, she pulled herself closer for now she desired his full length inside her wet core.

    ‘Oh, yeah right there.’ she moans ‘Fill me up.’ holding him tight against her. Enzo groans trying to move up, she holds him tighter with her legs wrapped around him, increasing his thrusts, her screams where all over the room. She Looses consciousness of herself, he holds her by her hair pulls himself towards her and whispers into her ear, Flora giggles

    ‘I like the sound of that.’ With a natural sense of rhythm, he goes with fast and slow strokes; he drove himself harder into her. Believing he could shag the precious life from her body. She kept moaning, whining with pleasure and that was good. She climaxed right away. He kept moving on, slowing himself. He pushed her knees up higher and this time he was deeper much more than before, her hands gripped the sheets ready to tear them off from the bed, moving her head in luscious pleasure of ecstasy. She lets out a loud moan. Both hearts roared with passion with their thundering heartbeat, he goes in for harder thrusts, faster, faster and faster he goes, he was almost there and so was she again for the third time. It all comes like an outburst of hot fire melting from the knot of his cock. He shouted when he came. When it finished, they were both exhausted on bed and passed out immediately.

 

     Later that night, Flora begins to see unclear pictures of herself wearing a red cloak. It feels like a dream, with no knowledge of the experiences and events in them. She makes broken look beautiful and strong look invincible, she walks with the universe on her shoulders, carrying them like a pair of wings. In her trance, she sees her dead father, slaying an unknown creature. She never knew what killed her father for she was only seven when he left the corridors of this world. The creature moves aggressively towards her in its attempt to devour its victim. She yells and everywhere goes dark…..

     When Enzo woke, the beam of the morning sunlight dawned on him, trying to open his eyes; his vision was blurry as the picture of things became unfolded. He sees blood all around him, looking to the ground he notices he is seeing paws with razor sharp claws in place of hands. He looks behind and sees a tail. He turned into his wolf in the dead of night. Werewolves have no control when they change for the first time, hot tempered and thirsty for their first kill. With the flood of blood around, someone had fallen prey to him. With no memory of how he got here or left Flora, he looks around, and deep in the woods, he spots a trail of blood and follows it.

    ‘Oh no!’ He howls. ‘Poor Soos.’ His pet deer was the victim. He had devoured it. He runs to a lake nearby, seeing the reflection of what he became.

    ‘Welcome to the pack my son,’ Earl says, as he walks up to him. He continues, ‘I heard you howl the moment you turned, and have watched over you since then. You should be happy; you are a null no more.’ Enzo pays no mind to his father. He gives him a huge growl, acting pugnacious.

    ‘Know your place boy.’ Earl barks at him. ‘Am alpha.’ He takes off his clothes and turns into his wolf; he was white and had scars all over his face. In a belligerent manner, Earl tries to get Enzo to submit. But his attempt failed. Then he notices Enzo had red markings around his eyes; the first of their kind. All wolves in the pack bared the white colour gene. Enzo is way bigger than he is, probably the biggest Hobo wolf he had seen. Knowing the meaning of this he takes a bow and changes back to his human form.

    ‘Albakira!’ He calls him, meaning the ancient god wolf. Enzo turns back to his human form. He tries to get the meaning to what his father called him. But Earl insists they return home.

    ‘I’ll tell you when the time is right,’ He says.

    ‘Let’s have a race.’ says Earl. Then they both change, running off in the woods, Enzo could feel each blade of grass beneath his paws. Enjoying the cozy force of the breezing wind, everything was new to Enzo. His senses had heightened to another level. He goes for a loud howl, for the other wolves to hear.

    Flora takes a deep gasp waking up. She prays to Ilos to help her know the meaning of the visions and notices Enzo is nowhere to be found. She storms out of her room. Walking down the stairs, she meets