96: To memorize you [R]

**Zion pov**

I never thought a cave could feel like heaven. But now, as I fell to my knees in front of her, I realized just how much of a heaven this place was, despite the atrocious things happening in the background. 

The cold stone beneath us and the roughness of earth pressing into my knees had to feel like yet another proof of how much I missed the luxury, but it wasn’t. 

Instead, I focused on her. On the way how her breath hitched when my eyes met hers and how her skin seemed to glow even in the dark cave. 

Whenever Kala was around, it didn’t matter how cold and uncomfortable it was - I was melting. 

Her lips were parted, just slightly, like she was about to say something, but no words escaped her. Her hair spilled over her shoulders - wild and tangled, but when she looked away and then her eyes met mine again a second later, fuck me, I forgot how to think. 

“You’re staring, Zion,” she whispered. There was a teasing tone to her words despite the tremble in her voice. 

“I’m trying to memorize you,” I admitted, my voice raw with emotion I wasn’t ready to admit just yet. “I don’t want to forget how you look right now.”

The words made her blush. It wasn’t the first time I’d said something like that, but Kala still reacted like she always did - she looked away and tried to hide the blush. 

Slowly, I stood up and reached out to gently cup her jaw and turn her to look at me. “Don’t look away. Never hide from me.” I whispered. 

Kala gulped and nodded. 

Before she could utter a word, I gave in and did what I had been wanting to do for what felt like ages. I leaned in and kissed her like she was the last beautiful thing left in a dying world.

The kiss was slow, deep and slowly turned desperate, yet still soft. I wanted Kala to feel this kiss in her bones, in her blood, in the parts of her that no one else had ever reached, as if it was the last kiss we ever shared. 

My hands slid down her body until they reached her hips. Every movement was slow and deep down, I knew she realized what I was doing - I did this on purpose to memorize every curve of her body. 

Kala arched into me and wrapped her arms around my neck as our kiss grew even more desperate while my thumbs brushed the bare skin just above her waistband. 

“Tell me to stop, if you don’t want this, tell me to stop,” I whispered against her lips. I knew I was done, I was fucking gone whenever she was near, whenever I could touch her, but I needed the reassurance. I needed to hear her say she wanted me just as much as I wanted her despite the circumstances. 

Kala broke the kiss and shook her head, eyes blazing with anger and need. “Don’t you dare,” she hissed. 

Goddess help me. 

I didn’t hold back as I undressed her, slowly. Her breath kept catching as small gasps escaped her lips. Every inch of skin I revealed was a brand new revelation. I felt as if this was the first time we got to touch each other, the first time we lost ourselves to our passion and lust. 

My mouth followed the tail of my hands - over the collarbone, her shoulders, the swell of her breasts. Despite the coldness around us, our bodies were on fire as I took my time worshipping her. I kissed every freckle, every scar, every perfect inch of her until I lost myself for good. 

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” I whispered against her skin.

She let out a soft, shaky laugh. “You’re just saying that.”

“No,” I insisted and looked up to meet her gaze. “I need you to hear me for once. Love, I need you to believe every word that leaves me and take it as the law. To me, you are everything.” 

Kala gasped and slowly brought her hands towards me, sliding them under my shirt and tugging at it until I let her pull it off. Her fingertips ghosted over my chest and ribs, slowly trailing down. 

“You’re shaking,” I said, brushing a knuckle down her cheek.

“So are you,” she whispered.

I leaned in again and kissed her. This time, I made sure to kiss her deeper and slower so she would understand just how much she meant to me - she had to understand I was ready to drop to my knees and kiss the ground she walked on. 

As we lost ourselves to the kiss, I realized once again that I could live off the taste of her lips if I could. 

Kala’s hands roamed over my back, nails digging into my skin as she breathed out the softest moans into our kiss. 

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I admitted as I broke the kiss and slowly traced my lips down her body until I reached her swollen belly and dropped to my knees in front of her. “Not just your body, my love. You. You have no idea how much I wanted a mate, how desperately I was waiting for you, how fucking mad I was going with the fear I’d never have you.” 

Slowly, I guided her down on the pile of clothes at her feet. A loud gasp escaped her lips as my mouth met her inner thigh the next moment. I looked up and smirked as I watched her bite her bottom lip, eyes focused on me. Her legs trembled as I spread them apart and kissed my way up to her pussy. 

I couldn’t help but grin against her - she was shaking and wet, breathing heavily, those intense eyes focused on every move of my lips. 

I didn’t rush, I didn’t even think about rushing regardless of the danger looming outside - if this was the last time I got to savor our love, I refused to let it pass like another quick moment.
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