Shower together

"I should have you put on armor, if not for the sun," Ghod said, his voice teasing but firm, his eyes narrowing as they glanced over Acantha.

"Oh please, no! Theo did the same, and I almost died from the weight of it," Acantha groaned, her voice pleading as she shook her head in protest.

"I had to take it off. I couldn't even breathe."

Ghod chuckled, the sound deep and rich as his gaze softened. The sun beat down on them both, casting a sheen of sweat across Acantha's brow, but Ghod looked as if he thrived in the heat, his presence commanding and almost godlike.

"I will be the one training You, Theo has helped but I'm now your teacher, Ghod said with authority in his voice

"Yes, Alpha", Acantha said grinning

The way his fingers wrapped around the hilt of his sword sent a shiver down Acantha's spine, despite the warmth of the day.

He stood tall, a perfect embodiment of strength and grace.

Acantha's heart pounded in her chest, the ache in her center growing unbearable as her eyes lingered on his muscular arms and the way his broad chest rose and fell with each breath.

She bit her lip, forcing herself to focus, gripping the hilt of her sword a little tighter.

"Ready?" His voice was low, and his eyes glinted with a challenge. He circled her slowly, watching every move she made.

"Yes," Acantha said, though her voice betrayed her nerves. She squared her shoulders, trying to mimic his stance, her legs trembling slightly as she adjusted her grip on the sword.

Without warning, he stepped in close, adjusting her left leg with his foot and whispering in her ear,

"Again."

Acantha's breath hitched, her skin tingling where his fingers had just brushed her. She swung her sword, trying to focus, but the heat of his presence was overwhelming.

Ghod's eyes flicked over her movements, and he grunted softly.

"Not bad," he murmured, stepping in again, his chest brushing against her back as he corrected her stance.

His breath was hot against her neck, sending shivers racing down her spine. "Feel the sword. Let it become part of you."

Acantha swallowed hard, her body buzzing with a mix of excitement and frustration.

She swung again, her mind spinning, but the movements felt awkward. She tripped over her own feet, and before she could hit the ground, Ghod caught her, his strong arms wrapping around her waist.

"Careful," he whispered, his voice husky as he held her steady. His hands lingered on her, his touch burning through her clothes.

His blue eyes locked onto hers, and the intensity of his gaze sent her heart racing even faster.

She felt the heat between them rise, her breathing quickening.

Ghod's lips were so close now, inches away from hers, and without thinking, she closed the gap, pressing her lips to his.

The kiss was electric, and Ghod didn't hesitate, his hands gripping her tighter as he kissed her deeply, passionately.

Their swords forgotten, Acantha's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing more of him.

Ghod growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating through her as he claimed her lips, his hands roaming her body, igniting her skin with every touch.

***

Later, as they returned home, the tension between them was palpable. Acantha could hardly keep her hands to herself, and Ghod's smirk only made her desire grow stronger.

"Would you like to shower first?" Ghod asked, his voice smooth, but the heat in his eyes was unmistakable. He reached for her hand, pulling her close.

"Or would you rather we showered together?"

Acantha's face flushed, her pulse quickening. She bit her lip, trying to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks, but Ghod gently tucked her hair behind her ear, his fingers brushing her heated skin.

"Don't hide from me," he whispered, his voice low and seductive, lifting her chin so their eyes met.

Acantha's breath hitched, and before she could respond, he swept her off her feet, carrying her toward the bathroom.

Her heart raced, and the ache between her thighs intensified as she watched him strip off his clothes, his chiseled body illuminated by the soft bathroom light.

She stood frozen, her mouth dry as she took in the sight of him, but when his hands reached for her, pulling her closer, she melted into his touch.

His lips found hers, and they stumbled into the shower, the warm water cascading over them.

Ghod's hands roamed her body, sliding down her back to cup her buttocks, pulling her hips against his.

He kissed her again, harder this time, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist, sliding up to cup her breast. Acantha gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as his fingers teased her, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

She moaned softly into his mouth as he slid his hand lower, his fingers finding her wet heat.

Her body arched into him as he stroked her, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She clung to him, her nails digging into his skin as he pushed his fingers inside her.

"Ghod..." she whimpered, her voice barely a whisper as her hips moved instinctively, grinding against his hand.

He growled in response, his lips trailing down her neck, kissing her feverishly as his hand continued its slow, torturous rhythm.

Acantha's moans filled the air, and she could barely hold herself upright as he drove her closer and closer to the edge.

With a final gasp, she cried out, her body trembling in his arms as waves of pleasure washed over her. Ghod kissed her deeply, his hands still tracing her hips, pulling her close as her body quivered against his.

"You're mine," he whispered, his voice thick with desire as he kissed her again, his fingers still buried inside her. "All mine."

***

After their intense shower, Ghod held her close as they climbed into bed. He watched her sleep, his fingers gently playing with her hair, his heart swelling with emotions he couldn't deny.

She had become everything to him, and he knew he would do anything to protect her, to keep her safe in his arms forever.