Fallen

Chapter 18

!!!WARNING!!!
!!!MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!
Just in case you guys didn't get enough last chapter /)>w0(\

Zion stared at the human laying in his bed fast asleep while he was stuck with the turmoil in his mind, gaze roaming over the exposed part of Lisandra's back and behind where the blanket didn't cover her, her arm cradling one of his pillows. Turning away he padded quietly out to his kitchen to retrieve his phone, going back to the bedroom he opened up his camera and took a picture of the irresistible sight before him, scrolling through the settings and putting it as his background. He blinked slowly as he realised what he had just done, dropping the phone on the pile of clothes beside the bed he scrubbed his hands over his face and turned away from her.

What was he doing? He had almost bitten her during sex which could have exposed him, not only that but he had given her his ring without thinking! He wasn't about to change that but the fact that he was beginning to realize just how much he wanted to keep her... Scared him. If he stayed with her he'd end up like Zyr, a broken shell that just lived day to day mourning the loss of his beloved mortal, if he kept her he'd lose her.

'If I leave her I'm just going to lose her anyway.' If he left her she'd have maybe eighty years to live if she was lucky? She'd find someone and settle down to have a family, she'd spend the rest of her days with some human. Snarling he turned back to the mortal in his bed as fire rolled over his bare shoulders and back with his anger.

"Fuck that. She's mine." He hissed, he'd rather die than let another man touch her, especially a human, none of them were good enough for her. Growling low he brushed his hands over the flames to put them out before stepping quietly over to the bed and pulling back the covers, climbing in beside her he put an arm around her to bring her close. She gave a sleepy little hum and leaned back into him, tucking her head under his chin before settling back down to rest.

'Like fucking hell anyone is taking her from me now.' He held her possessively while she slept as if at any second death would come for her before he had the chance to stop it, longing to wrap her up in his wings where she would be safest. He stayed like that until late into the evening when she woke, stretching out her body along his before turning so she was cuddled into his chest, blinking away the sleep from her eyes.

"Welcome back princess. You slept for quite a while." The look of alarm on her face as she attempted to sit up but failed because he pulled her back down was pretty entertaining.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep!" When she realized she wasn't getting up she settled down but continued to give him a worried expression.

"Don't ever apologise sweetheart. You didn't do anything wrong." He brushed his fingers lightly over her pale glowing skin, running them along the top of her arm before circling back to caress her shoulder. "But now that your up you can come help me." He traced the line of her jaw almost reverently, examining her beautiful features as if for the first time.

"Help you with what?" He dragged his hand down over her throat and collar bone to the intricate tattoo of his crest adorning her chest, the markings no longer just a statement but a claim.

"I've seen your... collection. It's time for you to see mine." Her face lit up with excitement and a big smile crossed her pretty features.

"What do you collect?" She clutched the blanket high no doubt trying to hide herself from him because of her shyness.

"Well you'll just have to come out to my garage and see." He gave her a charming smile that made her heart flutter beautifully in his ears, grabbing the edge of the blanket he threw it off them earning a shriek from her. She did her best to cover herself but it was no use, he had already seen all of her and loved every inch of her body, chuckling low he reached out to take her chin between his fingers, tilting her head back for him.