I MARRIED A CUPID

25: MARRYING, AGAIN

CHAPTER 25

CAELON

My heart has never beat like this way before – so erratic and alive.

I cannot fathom how such a small organ can beat so strong inside my chest without damaging my ribcage; thundering as though it were a hundred hooves barreling against my chest. It is a mystery; a wonderful one, to be able to commit into memory every sound she makes, every touch she delivers.

It’s a wonder how I can feel every dip of her tongue, every caress of her fingers that are like feathers on my skin; I am absorbed by the very sigh that she lets out and her whimper, Oh! They sound so soft against my ear that it melts me. How can she sound so pretty like this? When every moan appears that she was begging for her life and every thrust felt like it was her last move.

I have wondered for years how humans can be satisfied of this kind of loving when I always find myself disappointed. I thought they end up miserable for they only know one kind, yet I am wrong. Every time I drew closer, I felt like I needed to climb more, reaching out to something I have yet to find out.

Heaven is more like a state of mind; confine into a place of safety, of peace.   

The feeling that I have seems to flow in my veins, pulsing and I quite like how it temporarily drove me high, as though I were floating. It was overwhelming and I would love to do it over and over again.

The slight dazed look she has made me smile as I carefully lay her down on my side, having been finished with giving her the proper loving she deserves. The blush on her cheeks are pretty and I like how they turned her serene and beautiful.

She was asleep and thankfully, it gave me more time to contemplate about what had just transpired for the whole of the hour we spent at the field.

The fireflies drifted to and fro from us, their lights like twinkling stars, matching the one from above. I can barely see Aila’s face as I leaned over her sleeping form, draping a blanket over the two of us and burying my face on her neck, my hand automatically resting on her naked stomach.

I huffed.

I wish I can just freeze this moment and never let her go. It will be very useful to manipulate the time and repeat the last twenty four hours – just a day of bliss, of perfection, happiness and the essence of normality; a day that is spent like how we should have had for the rest of our life. I frowned, sighing once again because I know it was impossible for Hades will not be swayed for the third time, no matter what bargain I shall offer to him. I rested my head on my hands, my eyes trained on her calm face.

It was a miracle that a human like her can make a god fall in love – twice!

Maybe if I am not a god and I am born a human -everything else would have been normal. We could have had our happy ending -  a mortal life with difficulties and sadness, with happiness and love. It hurts to think that if that certain variable is changed, this life can present a better future for the two of us.

Aila shivered slightly so I pulled the blanket over her, making her sigh. Not wasting any chance I have, I leaned down at her face and kissed her lips, gentle at first before deepening it. Aila whimpered so I pulled back, gazing at her sad green eyes.

“I’m sorry I wake you.”

Aila shakes her head at me and I wearily observe her as she covered her naked body with the blanket, averting her eyes away from my exposed manhood. I smirked, earning a rose thrown my way.