Earth Shattering

Damon

“Misha, Misha please look at me.” I take her head into my hands and press my forehead to hers. “I've got you. Nothing changes. What will be, will be? Nothing we say or do short of death can stop it. And my love, you're a goddess, you can't die. I know you wanted a human life because that's all you knew. Do you want to give this all up? Make it into a dream?”

“No, I feel at peace here. But I'm not ready. I can't have children yet,” she says through sobs.

“Why not?”

“You won't want me after. It happens all the time when two young people have children too soon,” she cries.

I smile and shake my head no, “Misha.” I kiss her like we are the only two people in the world because right now that's how I want her to feel. I need her to understand. “My love, my body may look twenty-five but my soul is far older. Ana is also far older than her body, and you are as well. You'll gradually regain your past the more you're here, as will Ana.”

“I'll see my parent's faces?”

“Yes. You'll remember everything.” I run my hands along her body. “And also, this won't ever change. I'll always crave you and you will always crave me. If you don't believe me, look at my parents. They're thousands of years old and act like damn horny teenagers.”

“Speak for yourself,” my father retorts.

“I'm not the one with my woman on my lap at the dinner table.”

My mother smirks, “But you wish you were.”

“No, I wish I had her naked and tied to the table.” Shit!

Ana covers her ears, “TMI bro! TMI!”

“Well, this sucks!” I really need to get control over what I say, but being this close to Misha and not being buried balls deep inside of her is driving me insane.

“No, it just means you've chosen right. When you find your true soul match everything changes but in a wondrous way,” my father says.

“He's right. Yes, you lose control but not completely,” Derek adds.

“It shifts to her and hers to you,” my father explains.

“Suddenly, you see things from a new perspective,” my uncle admits.

“You can do things you never imagined,” my father says with a naughty smirk.

“And some of those things are a combination of the both of you,” Derek adds.

“Like what you just said,” my mother says as Misha turns red and looks down. I smile at her as I put my finger under her chin. I raise her head so our gazes meet.

“Whatever you wish or desire I'll do my best to make it so. You are my goddess, my queen. I love you.”

“I love you too,” she says before we kiss and lose ourselves in each other. I know what I must do.

I focused my thoughts on only her and the eternity that I wanted for us.