“It doesn’t always have to be about wars and force,” Anna said. “It doesn’t always work like that. Love comes forth at the right time. For now, our love is broken and our hearts are wounded. But time heals everything, Zach. We just have to wait.”
He sighed. Because she was right. In every sense of the word. He kissed the palm of her hand. “I’ll wait for you,” he said. “Until your eighteenth birthday.”
She was turning eighteen in a few days. There would be a grand celebration at the Blue Wolf Pack. But he wasn’t allowed to trespass the territory. John still held a grudge upon him which was absurd. Some people just never learm from the past.
“Wait for me,” he said and kissed her forehead.
Nodding her head, she closed her eyes and responded, “I’ll wait for you.”
“Good girl.” He smiled and in the dark, she faintly saw the twitch in his lips. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “I really missed your taste, Kitten.”
Although a little bit confused, she felt the way shiver ran down her spine. His hand caressed the soft skin of her arm down her bare thighs as he laid down his back on the soft bed.
“Come, Kitty,” he purred urging her. Reluctantly, she straddled higher up his waist and his hands urged her higher until she reached his head straddling his face. He easily ripped off her thin underwear and before she could protest, his tongue lapped up her püssy and a soft cry escaped her lips.
“Zach–Oh, God.” She threw her head back moaning as her back arched to their own instinct. Her hands lightly gripped his hair as he ate her out, tasting her arousal. She moaned his name. It had been days since she felt like this. For days, she was aching for this.
She felt the heat from her core as he ignited fire from within her. Unable to control herself, she rode his face to ecstasy until she released the tension in her body. His arms held her thighs down as he licked after every last bit of her release.
Moving off of him, she blushed as she watched him lick his lips clean with his tongue. He sat up and kissed her deeply despite her shyness. They pulled apart and she looked down flushed and embarrassed.
He grinned in the dark because she looked so adorable. “Why are you embarrassed?” he asked and kept his amusement to himself.
She blushed even more and softly muttered under her breath, “You just ruined my underwear.”
He smirked. “If you’re with me, Kitten, you won’t be needing any underwear.”
She groaned and despite herself, she grabbed the ruined underwear and went inside her closet leaving him on the bed. When she came out, she was already wearing shorts and he was already lying down her bed fast asleep.
Shaking her head, she approached him and stroked his head softly with her hand. She leaned down and kissed his cheek then whispered in his ear, “Wake up, Romeo. You have to go now.”
He groaned and pulled her to him without warning. He wrapped his arms around her waist and rolled over trapping her against the bed. He laid his head on her chest and listened to her fast heartbeat. “Wanna sleep forever,” he exhaled in a breath, “in your arms, my Juliet.”
She smiled. “Do I have to kiss you to wake you up, then?” she asked.
He moaned his response.
She sat up from the bed and tried hard to remove his head from her chest. Standing up on the floor, she pulled his heavy arm until he finally sat up. Despite her weak strength, he pulled her back to him. She stood on the floor and he stayed sitting on the bed as he hugged her waist and felt her hands caressing his head.
“I don’t wanna leave you,” he said.
“But you’re not leaving me, Zach,” she answered. “You never left me. You’ve always been here.” She pressed his head on her chest. “In my heart. And I’ll always be in yours.”
He took a deep breath if her sweet scent and sighed. “Wait for me,” he said. “Until my return. I’ll come back for you. I promise.”
Although, in his mind, he was plotting his plan to kill the rogues who had dared to kill Lola and those who had killed his Father. He was to seek revenge. Deep in his heart, a part of his soul was blackened and it was filled with anger and a dark desire for vengeance. She didn’t need to know that because he knew her pure innocent heart would say otherwise. Her soul was too pure and no doubt she would havd done anything to stop him from his evil plan.
And so he pulled away from her arms and went towards her balcony. She followed after him and watched as he climbed down and reached the ground without wounds.
She looked down at him below with such love in her eyes, and upon the ground, he looked up at her with so much longing.
“Farewell, my Juliet,” he said. “Until we meet again.”
She waved her hand and a sad smile came over her lips as she watched him vanish from the tall dark trees of the forest. “Farewell, my Romeo,” she murmured to the wind.