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"Zeal..."
"Shh," he begged, pulling back to look at me. "I push you and you find a way to succeed. I pull you and you comply. Ever since you were a child, I have watched you with amazement, and somewhere in there, I realized that you were no longer adorable and innocent. You'd become a woman, and I stopped thinking about the things you could do for me, and started thinking about what I could do for you."
I just shook my head slightly. "What do you mean?"
"I could make the richest men love you. I could lift you up in the temple. I could make you famous, beautiful, or wealthy. Whatever you desire, I can grant it."
"I just want to be loved," I told him.
He paused, lifting his hand to my cheek. "And that is why I will not take advantage of you. Don't worry about the games they try to play. You're stronger than rumors. Just cling to the men who need you, Nariana."
"Like you?" I asked.
His thumb swept across my cheek. "Yes." Then again. "I had no idea you'd be so beautiful."
For the second time that day, I felt the fluttering in my stomach as a stupid smile curled my lips. "I'm not used to that."
"Savi thinks you will use it as a weapon. Merci thinks you deserve to look this good. Charisma? She says it's fitting for the woman who can tempt Temptation. My brothers simply want to use you, but I will not let them."
I pressed my hand against his rock-hard chest. "I think thatyouare my god, not them."
"Oh, but they could've been."
"They weren't," I reminded him. "I'm yours, Zeal."
The sound he made was almost pained, but then he kissed me again. This time was softer. His lips caressed mine, sampling my upper lip, then the lower, but his hand against my face tightened. It was the most possessive thing I'd ever experienced from him, and I liked it. I couldn't get enough of how powerful this man was, and how sensual being near him felt.
I loved it when Wraythe wrapped me up in his size and strength. Zeal did the same, but it was so different. He wasn't a tall man. He was fit, but not overly muscled. He was simply beautiful, in that unassuming type of beauty that was hard to look away from, but also easy to miss. But when he touched me? He made me feel like he'd taken complete control.
I let him.
I never wanted him to stop. Our tongues tangled. I leaned my body into him, aware that my breasts were now crushed against his chest. I could feel the hard ridge of his dick against my belly, and then he thrust against me. We both groaned, the sound lost in the splatter of water against the floor, and the steam only drove us higher.
As much as I wanted to, I didn't grope. He didn't either. His kisses were anything but sweet or chaste, but his hands just held me. It was as if that was the line he'd drawn, and neither of us wanted to cross it. For me, it was because I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. Zeal was sensual. He was beautiful. He also felt so fucking good pinning me against the wall like this.
Soon enough, he paused for a breath. Our mouths were still so close, but I was panting just as much. My core was throbbing, but I wouldn't push. I wasn't that stupid. Instead, I just let him hold me.
"I..." he paused, looking into my eyes but too close to focus. "I need to go, Nari."
I just nodded. "Yeah. I'm trying hard to be good, but I'm not used to it."
He chuckled. "Please don't learn how. I like you just the way you are."
Then he leaned in, pressing his lips against mine one more time. Just as my eyes slipped closed, he was gone. Letting out a heavy sigh, I relaxed into the wall and let myself simply enjoy what had happened. I'd kissed a god. No, it wasn't the first time, but this felt different. It felt... more. It felt like when he'd told me to surrender in my Choosing and I'd been so sure he was going to have his way with me right there, but I wasn't sure if it was all a dream or reality.
Eventually, I got back under the flow of water. I washed my hair and cleaned my body, but all of the stress about Ciella and Tishlie was gone. Their silly little games somehow weren't even close to the same level as having a god seduce me. My only regret was that he'd stopped.
Chapter 12
Nariana
When I got out of the shower, I found a pair of towels laying on the counter. Clearly, someone had been in the bathroom while I'd been in the shower with Zeal, and I hadn't even noticed. I also wouldn't complain, since I hadn't thought to get my own towel.
With the soft fabric wrapped around my body, I headed into the bedroom, only to find Wraythe sprawled in the middle of the mattress. There was a gentle smile on his lips as he looked over at me, but then his brow creased. A second later, he leaned halfway up, his eyes jumping to the bathroom behind me.
"Where's Zeal?" he asked.
"Uh, he left."
