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As the snow began to melt in the garden, Zoe distanced herself from Azriel over the next few weeks. She would still eat dinner with him and talk, but her answers were always short and quiet. She was still confused about her feelings, mostly unsure of herself.
She was so unsure when she arrived there whether she would really fall in love with Azriel. Yet his kindness, gentle nature and patience had somehow moved past all her barriers and she found herself with this torrent of feelings that felt wonderful and scary all at the same time.
The weather was now warm enough that she was able to sit outside in the garden. She sat on a small wooden bench set at the edge of the pond that had nearly taken her life.
The water was so still and quiet, that it would have been peaceful but for what had happened. Idly, Zoe picked up a rock and threw into the water, breaking the tranquility of the surface, making small waves lap up onto the shore.
A firm hand touched her shoulder, and Zoe jumped and looked up to see Azriel. She had been so absorbed in her thoughts that she had not heard him moving.
"May I join you?" Azriel asked with a kind smile. She nodded and he sat next to her.
They both sat silently until Azriel spoke up, "Did I do something wrong?"
Zoe smiled at him and shook her head. "No Azriel. I am sorry if I gave you that impression. I've had a lot to think about since that day," she said, looking out at the pond which had gone back to its peaceful state. She frowned and threw another stone into it.
Azriel nodded as he watched her pitch the rock far into the water.
"That was the scariest day of my life. I thought I was going to lose you." His hands took hers gently, tracing her knuckles, as if to make sure she was actually there with him, alive and healthy. Zoe closed her eyes and leaned against him for comfort, enjoying the warmth of his body.
"It was scary for me as well." Her voice echoed with a little of her fear, then she looked up at him. "Not just with my life almost ending, which is the reason why I have been so distant to you."
Azriel rolled his thumb over her hands softly, the touch made her shiver slightly,
"What else scares you Zoe?" He asked with a patient tone. He did not want to push for an answer, knowing that she would give him one when she was ready.
The last few weeks had been hard for him, she had been so far away from him, so closed off. It had hurt his heart to see her in such a way, but he gave her space to try to figure things out. However, when he saw her sitting there, throwing rocks angrily into the pond, he couldn't hold back any longer.
Zoe took in a deep breath, bracing herself for what she was about to say. "Realizing that I love you," she all but whispered. Azriel's heart stopped as he waited for her to continue
"I have never loved anyone before, and the feeling scared me. I was confused if it was really love or something else. Which is why I have been so remote." Zoe looked down at their hands entwined, realizing how comforting it was. He was always so comforting to her, even on that first night she was there. The memory made her smile and she looked up at him, her eyes locking onto his. She melted. "Now I realize that I do love you, Azriel"
Azriel felt his heart soar to heights he had never felt before. He had loved her for so long, and to hear her now say that she loved him was the best feeling he had ever known.
Zoe reached up and kissed him lovingly on the lips. Azriel sighed happily and held her to him, kissing her in return and turning the loving kiss into a passionate one. Then he broke away gently. "I love you too, Zoe."
She smiled at him and touched his face, "I know."
Azriel pulled her back against him, kissing her with all the passion he could muster, and enlisting a small moan from Zoe. His hands moved slowly under her shirt and roved over her body, lightly touching her sides before moving up to the curve of her breast, his fingers grazing her nipple as it hardened beneath his touch.
Zoe arched against him, her hands clutching him to her tightly. She swung her leg around so that she was straddling him.
Azriel used this position to his advantage and began to kiss her neck, gently teasing her nipple between his fingers. Now that she was straddling him, he could move his other hand up her thigh, massaging it gently as he ventured up to the apex of her thighs, rubbing his fingertips against the fabric there.
Zoe felt his hands on her and wanted more; to have him touch her more. A passion burned and she ground her hips against his hand. She launched herself forward to kiss his neck, and then move her way up to his ear. She took the soft lobe into her mouth and sucked it gently.
Azriel moaned and moved his head to give her better access. He could feel himself harden as she sucked and teased his ear.
Zoe became bolder as she heard Azriels' cries of pleasure. She slid a hand down his body, feeling the hard muscle underneath his shirt, her hand finally reaching the hardened member straining against the fabric of his pants, cupping it lightly in her fingers.
Azriel let out a soft growl. "You are going to undo me, woman." His resolve to wait to claim her was slowly dissolving. They would have to stop soon if she continued this current barrage of teasing, otherwise his demon tendencies may take over and he would mate with her, without a second thought or her permission.
"You have to stop Zoe, I do not know if I can control myself," he groaned as she teased his hard flesh. Then he growled low as Zoe bit his ear lobe playfully, letting out a hot breath that made his wet skin tingle and sent a shiver down his body,
"What if I do not want you to control yourself?" she whispered in a heavy voice.
Azriel's ears rang slightly and he took a few breaths before pushing her away slightly so he could look at her face.
"What do you mean by that?"
Zoe smiled, pushed him against the back of the bench and kissed him again, passionately, pressing herself into him. Azriel groaned and arched his body into hers. She broke the kiss, breathing hard into his ear. "I want you to make love to me." Her voice was filled with passion and desire.
Azriel's heart jumped with joy and thudded in his chest. "Are you sure, Zoe?"
She nodded. "Yes I am. I love you and I want to be with you in every way possible."
Azriel kissed her softly and cupped her ass with both hands, squeezing it firmly. Zoe let out a little squeak. "Do you want to go inside?" he asked, his hands now rubbing her ass playfully.
"Yes," she laughed, as he picked her up and sprinted into the house.
"Excited much?" she asked, laughing. Azriel just laughed back as he carried her into his room.
"Not at all," he alleged, placing her down on the bed gently and moving on top of her, holding his weight up with his hands.
His body was like a cage over her as he breathed in deeply, taking in her intoxicating scent with arousal lingering softly within it. "I can smell how much you want me, need me," Azriel whispered, kissing her lips softly and moved one hand down her body, then back up again to gently caress her firm breast once more.
Zoe groaned and arched her body into his and began her own exploration of his body with her finger tips. She could feel his hard cock press against her leg. "You need me as well," she murmured with a small smile, moving her leg gently to brush his erection.
Azriel growled softly, "I do need you, but first I want to please you in every way, to prove that I love you." He kissed her gently, then slowly pulled her shirt off. He took a moment to admire how wonderful her breasts looked, pushed up in the black lacy bra she had chosen to wear. He tore his shirt off as well, throwing it to the floor.
Zoe smiled and touched his face lightly. "You do not have to prove anything to me, Azriel; I know that you love me."
He took the hand gently and softly kissed the palm. "This is not something to be rushed. Patience, my love. I want you to enjoy every moment."
He unclasped her bra and tossed it on the floor, the garment barely touching the floor before his mouth was on the wonderful hemisphere of flesh. His tongue teased the nipple into a hardened pebble, sucking at the tender flesh.