1 Chapter 1: The Start of Forever

Shaye

I gasp as Nelos places his weight gently between my thighs. He feels incredible and so warm. My body trembles with need, my heart thudding in my chest. I stare into his eyes as I lie in the backseat of his father's old sedan. Eyes as blue as the heavens never leave me as he pushes my skirt farther up to my waist. His eyes lower and glide back up to me. He's wearing a devilish grin, knowing exactly what he's doing to me.

"You're beautiful, angel," he says as he pushes into me. He kisses my cheeks, my nose, my chin. "You sure about this?"

"It's been two years, Nelos. It's time. And I want you to be my first."

"I adore you." He leans forward and steals a kiss.

As he does that, the pain is slight as he enters deeper, but his strong hands slide under my back and hold me steady and in position. It's his first time too, but he's more confident than I feel.

Slowly, he pushes further, and I barely catch my breath. I grasp onto his arms, fearful to move, fearful not to.

He pauses. "Am I hurting you, babe?"

"Yes. No. Don't stop, please."

His smile comforts me and he continues.

Gradually the pain eases and a desperation replaces the discomfort. It isn't long before we fall into the motion of our bodies sliding together, him pushing deeper and deeper inside me. He goes slowly. He moves in and out of me, and I gasp from the intensity.

"Am I hurting you?" he asks, his gaze drowning in a mix of desire and worry.

"It feels so good." A moan chases after my words, and I break into a laugh.

Nelos groans so loud, his eyes roll up for those few moments. "When you squeeze me like that, I get so close to exploding."

I reach up and hold onto his strong arms. He's incredible. Muscles, sweat beading over his brow, and he's mine. With him, I feel complete, whole, cherished.

He's moving in and out of me faster now. My breaths speed, and the friction between my thighs heats up. It spreads over me, and my legs fall wider for him. Warmth tightens in the pit of my stomach with each passing second, he thrusts into me, faster and faster. I cling onto him and gasp for each breath. Our groans mix with the slapping sound he makes with each pounding.

He groans louder suddenly and jerks his cock out of me. He places it over my stomach and warmth spreads across my skin.

I stare at the pleasure washing across his face, the way he rolls back his head, the quick rise and fall of his chest. He's everything to me. Everything I want. I feel like I'm glowing inside. Like I have crossed over the threshold into becoming a woman. I've wanted my first time to be a memory of love I will always remember. Not of a guy I forget. Nelos will always be there for me.

In slow motion, he reaches for the box of tissues in the back window and cleans me up. I notice the spotting on blood amid the mess, which was all me. My innocence is gone, as Grandma would say. "We should probably hurry before anyone notices us missing." I can just imagine my adopted grandma sending a search party out for me.

"I've got it all fixed." He winks at me, and I know what that means. He used his ability to freeze time for everyone around us. Giving us alone time for a few precious minutes. He's a demi-god, as am I children of gods, or more like a sliver of a god. Nelos is one fifth related to Xiuhtecuhtli, Aztec god of fire and time. Though my parentage is a mystery. Like whoever god or goddess spawned me couldn't take the time to fill out the paperwork. We have small powers we can use, but we're also outcasts living on Earth because the gods don't want us. Those who are lucky, live with our human-side parents. Others, like me, live with foster and adopted families until we reach eighteen. Mine insists on me calling her 'Grandma', but she's weird and eccentric. However, she looks after me so I can't complain.

Nelos doesn't let me go, but embraces me tight, kissing me. "I love you, angel. I'll love you to eternity."

"Love you to eternity and back," I breathe, forgetting everything else. Only this moment matters.

And he kisses me tenderly, a kiss that I know in this moment will stay with me forever.

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I lay in bed that night, unable to sleep, unable to stop thinking about Nelos.

My grandma would always say to sin was to disgrace the family. To sleep with a boy out of wedlock is to sin. To swear is a sin. To not finish my meal is a sin. One of the very first things she told me when I first got my periods at the age of eleven was that anything I sat on during menstruation would be unclean. Those few days a month, she kept me closed in my bedroom bringing me food. For a long time, I believed that time of the month made women unclean. Until I started high school and found out the truth from other girls.

I am under no illusion that Grandma will approve of my day with Nelos. But I don't care.

I will never forget today. My lips feel swollen from his kisses, the ache between my thighs is delightful. There is nothing to change about the day.

I grab my pillow, then hug it to my chest. I grin wildly thinking of his mouth on mine, his tender touches, my body against his. I'm only fifteen, him seventeen, but I'm a woman already according to Grandma. And what I have with Nelos is everything. The way he made love to me has me feeling things I can never brush away...I never want to. We will be together for eternity. This I know in my heart.