The Rise of Nix

“What are you doing?”

The question came from behind Deimos, his hands extended before him and palms up. The invisible barrier flowed from him; the only evidence of its being was the sun flickering off the surface, creating dozens of tiny rainbow colours. Pushing harder, he willed the magic to him, letting it flow from him and unto their hut. Sweat dripped down his forehead as the pressure intensified, but he had to ensure they were safe from prying eyes, God or supernatural. As the last power covered the pool, he dropped his arms, his chest heaving from the extortion. Soft hands raked up his neck, settling on his shoulders. Warm, familiar breath caressed his cheek as Nix hugged him from behind.

“You look tired. What did you do?”

Nix let out a yell as Deimos shifted in her hold to pick her up, placing a kiss on her mouth. Giggling while he spun them around, she held tight before he lowered her to the ground. “I made sure that no unseen eyes can watch us.”

“What does that mean?”

Deimos knew this day would come. He had to tell her they might have been watched during their time together, just like he had watched her over the years. “So you know I was sent here to help guide you and teach you by the Gods. The problem is, they might be watching us, and we would not know.”

Nix’s face fell as she stepped away from him. “They, they have been spying on us?”

“I don’t know. Maybe.”

“But why would they?”

Wiping sweat droplets from his face, Deimos dropped his shoulders, preparing himself for the fight that might happen, especially after she learns the truth. “They want to ensure that you are progressing and keep an eye on me.”

“Can they even do that? How would they do that?”

“In our realm, we have portals everywhere to watch this plane. To make sure the world does not burn.”

Nix lowered her voice as her eyes jumped around, looking suspiciously at everything. “So they could have seen us do it?”

Deimos bit back the laugh at her response, instead keeping himself neutral. “I doubt the human anatomy and its experiences fascinate them so much to watch us doing it.”

“But you can’t be too sure.”

“No, I can’t. When I would watch the humans, the first time I saw it, I was curious, but after a while it gets boring, especially if you do not know the feeling.”

“Wait, you used to watch people have sex?”

“What, no. Well, maybe once or twice, for research, but I realized soon that it is an invasion of privacy, so I stopped.”

Listening to the confession, Nix took a step back from him. Hearing him admit to spying on others did not sit well with her. Again, Deimos’ actions tore down the trust she had built with him. Lie after lie came from his mouth, confusing her with what she could believe. Flattening her palm over her barely growing bump, she gazed up at him, disappointment and anger visible in her eyes. “What else have you kept from me?”

Reaching for Nix, Deimos mindlessly dropped his arms as she stepped away from his touch, noticing the indifference on her face. Watching her look at him broke his heart, but what else could he do? His mission was clear, and ultimately it had to be accomplished. The Gods would give him the time he needed, that much he knows, but sooner or later, they will appear to ask for their prize, and he will not be strong enough to face them. Not all three, and not at once. The best he could do was prepare her for them, hopefully after the birth of their child. But what would he, or she, be? A human? A witch? A God? The stress has become too much, and not having Nix on his side could make it more challenging to fight for their love.

Now was the time to come fully clean. She already knew that the Gods had chosen her, but she did not know that he had chosen her after watching her for months, spying on her. Dragging a deep breath to prepare for the inevitable fight, Deimos dropped his shoulders in defeat, peaking out from behind fallen hair covering his forehead. “What I am about to tell you will not bode well with you. And I want to say sorry in advance.”

“Just tell me.” Her hands gripped her waist as she looked at him, waiting for his confession.

“You know already that the Gods chose you to wield power, but you do not know why they chose you. It is because of me.”

“You. How did you influence their choice?”

“Before I tell you, know I never saw anything I should have. It was just small moments here and there.”

Nix shifted her weight from one leg to the other, her temper wearing thin. “Just tell me.”

“Living the way you did had intrigued me. The strength and perseverance you shown drew me to you, and thus I began watching you as they watched us.”

Nix’s mouth hung open as she processed his words, her mind reeling from the confession. Knowing there could be eyes on her at all times had begun settling in, but finding out the man she loved had watched her sent chills down her spine. What else could he be lying about? What did he see her do? Was he there when she bathed naked? Her moments flashed before her as she pictured Deimos there, creeping on her from behind a tree or a boulder. “You, you spied on me.” she relayed his words, throwing them back at him with a hiss.

The sudden change of her tone sends Deimos stepping back, The hurt in her eyes evident. He had promised never to hurt her again after they fled her old community, yet he unintentionally hurt her. “I did not watch you every day, just moments here and there. Like I said, I never saw anything private.”

“That is good to know. So I should take your word for it?” her voice dripped with sarcasm.

“No, I would not expect you to, but I am telling the truth. As hard as it might seem.”

Shaking her head, Nix turned from him, her palms fisting as anger gripped her. They were supposed to be a team and trust one another to tell everything. They had made a pact, and now here he was, breaking it again. “I don’t know if I can trust you again. Lie after lie keeps falling from your lips, your honey-coated voice covering the stink of your foul speech.”

“I meant it when I promised never to hurt you again. And I have. Those actions were from another lifetime from a God who only watched the living from a distance. Being here with you has changed me for the better. I am trying to be the man you want and deserve.”

Spinning around, Nix’s voice rose, “And yet, here we are. We are starting a family, building a home together, and you intend to destroy it at every turn. Why?”

Rubbing his face with frustration, Deimos shook his body, the words to apologize not coming to mind. A part of him knows she is right. He has lied to her multiple times, but this time it was unintentional, and it seems that nothing he says will convince her otherwise. “I am truly sorry. I never intended to keep this from you. You wanted to know, so I told you. Just remember that that was a different me. I have changed; you changed me. And for the better. All I can do now is hope you forgive the past so we may start again.”

Nix’s gaze softened as she listened to his words, knowing deep down that he did mean it. And if the pain visible on his face was any indication, he meant it. But it still hurts to know that he could so easily lie to her. “I am sorry, but it will take me much longer to trust you.”

A shimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, “But there is a chance?”

“Maybe,” uttered Nix before turning from him and making her way to their hut. Focusing on the daily chores will help with mulling over what was just said, and keeping her attention away from him might help calm her down.

A smile spread on his lips as he watched her walk away. Her answer proved that he might get another chance and would not mess this one up. It might be the last time she forgives him. The final shot he had at starting his own family. One not made from ancient powers but one of flesh and bone. A family he can truly call his own.

The dark shadow hovered before the barrier, the fog surrounding it clashing with the magic as it sought a way in, but it only rippled against it. With frustration, it blasted a dark orb at the barrier, but it only bounced off, dropping to the grass as it left a burned patch. Darkness surrounded their camp with a dying fire spitting against the wind. It could sense the power inside as they slept and wanted to devour the radiating magic, but it was locked out. Giving up, the dark shadow drifted away, giving a final glance as it disappeared into the night.

Instantly, it reappeared in another hut. A sleeping body lightly snored in the corner and made its way over, leaving a trail of smoke as it went, the evil it emitted killing the ground below it. Bending over, the shadow blew a cloud over Maverick’s calm face, sending the Alpha shooting up, his eyes black as he leapt into self-defence.

“Who is there?” he asked the open space, his eyes adjusting to the darkness, revealing the human-like figure floating at the edge of his bed.

It is me, the voice spoke in his head.

Grumbling inaudibly, Maverick threw the covers from him as he rolled out of bed, brushing unruly hair from his face. “What do you want?”

Respect would be appreciated, the voice sounded irritated.

“Sorry for not jumping with you at your presence, but it is the middle of the night. What could be so important?”

The girl, the voice began, her power is more potent, I can feel it. Soon you won’t be able to get near her.

“What does it have to do with me? I want Deimos dead, not her.”

If she grows stronger, you might not even be able to harm him.

Standing up, Maverick grabbed some pants, pulled them on and faced the shadow as he dropped into a chair. Pulling the mead closer, he ignored the cup and took a deep swig straight from the pouch. “So what do you suggest I do? They are far away, and I don’t even know where they are.”

I do, and I will take you to them, but you must do as I say.

“We have been over this,” said Maverick, taking another generous sip, letting the trail of fire spitting down his throat wake him up fully. “The plan will take a while to get into place. I have already set it up.”

Then we change it. No human can possess the power I sensed coming from them. It could destroy your whole pack. Is that what you want?

Slamming his fist on the table, Maverick shot up in anger. “No one will take my pack from me.”

Then it is time we talk, and you will do what I say this time.

“Fine, but as long as I get my revenge.”

You shall have it all.

*********

Weeks passed in blissful happiness. Their bond had grown stronger as her stomach began to show. With each night, Deimos strengthened the barrier keeping unwanted attention away from their home. After their fight, Nix had kept her distance for a while, only mumbling words here and there. She had spent most of her time in the village helping the sick and even recently assisting the leader with teaching the young. After the news of their pregnancy broke, the females had sprung into action. Baskets filled with blankets and dried meat had started showing up at the entrance to their little hideout. Visitors had picked up as mothers dragged their children to their hut, advising how to build their house to accommodate a young one. All the attention had made Deimos nervous, so he spent his days hunting, their new meat hut filling up fast with nourishment, a feat he was proud of. The village men had also welcomed him into their ranks, and soon the one-person hunting party became a group. Deimos had never had friends before, and these men made him feel more human.

After the first nudge in her stomach, Nix gleefully bounced over to where he was working, grabbed his hand without saying a word, and placed it on her stomach. His eyes doubled as he felt pressure push against his palm and a shocked look on his face. “She is saying hello,” said Nix.

Wiping his other hand on his pants, he bent down, cradling her bump as he pressed his ear against it. “You think it is a girl,” Deimos said, peeking at her. “What if it is a boy? The kick feels strong.”

“My gut tells me it is a girl.”

“Either way, I will be happy with a healthy child.” Standing up, Deimos pulled her in for a hug, nestling his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in her delicious scent.

Forgetting about their past problems, Nix welcomed him as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, taking in the heat his body pressed into hers. “It really is happening.”

“Yes, it is. And I will be with you all the way.”

“You promise.”

Leaning back, Deimos trailed his fingers down her bare arms, sending goosebumps down her back before resting on her cheeks. As his gaze intensified, she clashed with his eyes, and they froze for a moment, just looking at one another. Lowering his face, Deimos’ lips lightly brushed over hers, the movement forcing her lips to fall open and hunger grabbing her. The air became thick with lust as their breathing deepened, her chest rising against his, the friction making her nipples hard. Pulling back, he looked down at her as his eyes turned black. A sign of his heightened emotion. Jumping between his lips and gaze, Nix’s body closed the gap between them on instinct, her body craving the pleasure only he could provide.

“Please,” she whispered.

It was the only invitation he needed. Lifting her, his hands rested on her bottom as he carried her to their bed, their locked eyes never moving from the other. Gently placing her onto the soft bed, he moved back, but she had a mind of her own. Instead, she hooked his shirt in her hold, dragging him onto her. Their lips finally met as the absence of pleasure over the last couple of weeks broke their resistance. Clawing at each other with ferocious lust, their clothes vanished, leaving bare skin gliding over the other. Trailing kisses up and down her body, Deimos intended to stretch out her pleasure, but again, Nix took charge. Shoving him off her, she pushed him onto his back to startle him. His fingers dug into her thighs as she teased him, rubbing her wet core over his stiff shaft, eliciting moans from them both.

“Are you trying to kill me,” Deimos grunted, fighting the urge not to grab her hips and pull her onto him.

“Maybe,” she smiled. Her hips made slow circles on top, coating him in her sweet nectar.

His eyes rolled back as his head dropped to the pillow, her teasing making him harder. Black eyes shot open, his intense gaze exciting Nix more. “Woman, if you don’t...” his words trailed off as her tight core finally lowered onto him, the slow torture of pleasure raking his body, his fingers digging deeper into her flesh.

“Aaaa,” moaned Nix. Taking him all in sent shivers down her spine and pleasure bursting from inside. As much as she wanted to ride him, this needed to be a learning experience for him.

“This is torture,” he groaned as his hips began to buck.

Nix stopped him by placing her hands against his chest, pushing him down. “I say when you can start. I am in charge here.”

“Then take what you want from me. I am all yours.”

Leaning over him, she trailed soft kisses along his jaw, moving lower to his chest. As her fingers played with his nipple, she lightly bit the other, rolling the hard pebble between her teeth before licking away the pain. “I will,” she breathed against him, “but not yet.”

“Why are you torturing us both?” he whispered, “I can feel that your body is craving me.”

Straightening up, she glanced back down at him, rolling her hips with him still inside her. Then please send his back arching, and he slipped even deeper into her. Her eyes closed from the sudden pleasure, and opening them, she saw the smirk on his face. He might think he has the upper hand, but she has a few tricks up her sleeve. “Don’t move, or this is all over.”

Lifting her hips, his member slipped out, and he let out a confused moan, but it soon turned coarse as her mouth latched onto him, his head shooting up in shock. “What are you doing?...“. The weird feeling of having her tongue glide over him sent his body jerking as his head dropped back, this new pleasure making him speechless.

Mary and Anne had told her about this act and how they would use it to persiute their husbands into doing what they wanted. They had gone into detail about it, but it had sounded gross. But now, having his rigid member in front of her, she licked her lips in anticipation, knowing this would bring her pleasure as much as it would bring him. Trailing her tongue over the wet skin, she tasted sweetness. She tasted herself. Taking him in, she left her tongue against him as she lowered her head. He filled her fast, and the pressure felt weird against the back of her throat. Sliding up, the tip brushed against the back of her teeth, making his legs stiffen and another loud moan boil from his chest.

“Why are you torturing me, woman?”

Peeking up, Nix caught his gaze on her, and the pleasure edged on his features and made her smile. So this is what true power felt like. With one flick of her tongue, she could make him come or deny him the pleasure. “Because you need to learn that there are consequences to your actions.”

“I learned my lesson.”

“Did you?” sucking the tip, she watched as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and still smirking, she sucked him hard. Moisture gathered on the tip, and she wiped it up with her finger, catching him looking just as she licked it up.

“Now you have done it.” Locking his legs around her waist, Deimos yanked her body closer, flipping them both over. Nix landed on her front as his weight pushed her into the bed. Warm breath tickled her neck and cheek as he leaned over her and whispered, “You might be in charge here, but only I can give you what you crave.”

Her hips lifted as her ass met and brushed against him, sending him into overdrive.

“Then give me what I want.” she invited.

Gripping her hips as he positioned himself behind her, Deimos plunged hard into her wet core. Nix bit back a moan as she dug her head into the animal fur, the pleasure building. Moving faster with each thrust, his fingers bit into her soft flesh, holding tight as he let the beast out. Her braid splayed over her back, which he wrapped around his fist, slightly tugging to lift her head. Without breaking the motion, he leaned over her, using her hair to position her head closer to his.

“Is this what you wanted?” he purred.

The pleasure began to build in her body, blocking her voice, so she just nodded.

“I can’t hear you.” Deimos gave a more arduous thrust, sending her back arching.

“Yes,” she moaned.

“Good.”

Sweat began coating their skin as they moved. Nix felt like she was about to explode, high-pitched moans becoming more frequent. Just as she was about to explode, he stopped, keeping himself sheaved inside her. “Don’t stop,” she moaned.

“Two can play this game,” he grunted.

Needing the release, Nix pushed back at him, but he stopped her by holding her hips tighter and in place. Craning her neck over her shoulder to look at him, she silently pleaded with him to continue, arching her back lower and lifting her ass higher. “Please.”

He did not know if it was her desperation or his own, But Deimos gave in. Plunging back inside her, he nearly let out a roar. Nix’s head dropped back down as he moved, the same pleasure denied to her before returning. As they both neared the end, Deimos pulled her against him as he sat back, his hands guiding her body over his. “Take what you want from me,” he demanded next to her ear,” and she did, moving her own body up and down on him, leaving his hands free to roam her body. One hand cradled her breast, rolling her hard nipple between his fingers as his other hand sought her most intimate area. Rubbing the top of her womanhood, her body moved faster as her head rolled back, resting on his shoulder. “That is it. Take what you deserve.”

Seconds later, her body shook as she came, her voice filling the cabin as she moaned his name. Her pleasure sent him into overdrive as he came just as hard. Falling back, he dragged her with him. They snuggled together, out of breath and tired as he mindlessly trailed patterns over her bulging belly. But the air above them suddenly sparkled as golden fireworks erupted around them. Shooting up, Deimos pushed her behind him as he scanned their tiny home for an intruder.

“What was that?” he wondered.

Sitting up, she also looked around, but with no sign of a threat, she lay back down, pulling him with her. “Maybe it is our magic? Maybe this happens when we get excited. Remember our first night together? This also happened.”

“It is just strange. I have never heard of something like this.”

Snuggling her face into his chest as her body covered his, she noted, “And before you, I never thought magic and Gods were real, yet here we are.”

“You are right,” replied Deimos. He wrapped his arms around her and released the tension but kept an eye out. The barrier might keep out wandering eyes, but he is curious if it could keep out magic from others. But right now, he was happy that they were together again. Tomorrow is a new day with new worries, but for now, he wants to bask in his love for Nix while dreaming about their future family.