LILITH

It was dark when Adam and I neared the house. We strolled through the streets under the white brightness of the full moon. The air around us was filled with the noises of crickets and scurrying animals. The majority of the animals would be dozing off, and the people would likely be just departing the hill so the city was vacant and peaceful. Normally, we didn't use the carriage to travel to the hill. Without anybody else around, under the stars, and in love, we loved to walk back together while holding hands. 

At least, that was how it used to be for me.

With my hand in his, Adam spun me around in front of him. He chuckled along with me as he drew me closer to his chest and gave me a passionate kiss while slowly probing my mouth with his tongue. He had an orange and berry flavor to him. 

I hated it.

As his hand slid up to my neck and he grabbed hold of it, clutching the sides too tightly, he let out a moan. He bit into my bottom lip as he drew me closer to him, and when I tried to pull my head back to release myself, he tightened the hold and grabbed my ass with his other hand. 

There he was. The man my husband had become. Only soft while I was willing, and aggressive if it appeared that I was refusing.

Because I couldn't refuse. 

I allowed myself to feel his hands on me, my gut tightening with rage at him. I was unsure of the outcome of my discussion with the creator, but I didn't care. 

Whatever the outcome, I couldn't continue to be his wife. I was no longer able to be his. 

He finished and then released me. I probably looked out of it as I stumbled backward, and in the moonlight, I noticed that his hazel eyes had brightened. 

"You're so beautiful", he grinned. 

I gave a fake grin and took his hand before turning to head back toward the palace grounds. The stars were brilliant and white like snowflakes in the pitch-black sky. Even if it were just once, I had the urge to touch them, but they were out of my reach, just like everything else appeared to be. 

As soon as Adam and I entered the house, his hands began caressing every part of me through the flimsy fabric of my dress- my shoulders, back, thighs, and breasts. As he pushed me up the stairs, the sound of his pleasure-filled groans and wet kisses on my neck resounded in the hallway. 

He didn't bother to shut the door when we entered the room; instead, he lifted me, carried me to the bed, and placed me on it. As my ass slammed into the plush covers, I giggled amusingly, dragging him down with me. 

He said, "I love when you're like this," and then he gave me a quick kiss. 

I questioned, "And when I'm not?" 

He gave me a startling glance, scoffed, and then yanked my dress off, revealing my bare body to the moonlight filtering through the window. 

It was late. I needed to hurry. 

Adam started sucking my nipples and rubbed my pussy with his fingers. I wasn't even close to being wet, but I pressed my hands into him like I enjoyed the sensation, letting my fingers slide down and stroke his cock through his jeans. 

It looked like one of us was having fun.

"Oh Lilith", he said as he shoved my hands away and quickly pulled his pants down. Then he raised his head to direct his cock in the direction of my entrance. 

I briefly considered what it could be like if I were to be on top. Would that make it more enjoyable? What was the view like? Less suffocating than being below? 

He abruptly and easily pushed his cock inside of me, interrupting my train of thought. I could have thought I heard him quietly chuckle as I let out a loud yell in agony. 

He gripped my breasts tightly with both hands, moving while he continued to thrust violently into me. He tipped his head back in pleasure and groaned, while I allowed my mind to wander, not with ideas of being on top this time, but rather of striking him in the head. 

If I struck him just hard enough, what would happen? 

I let out a fake moan, "Adam, yes. Don't stop please!"

His thrusts started to feel reckless, his legs trembling as he removed his hands off me and collapsed against my body. He humped against my body, unable to contain his moans as he groaned and released into me.

I exhaled a deep breath. Although it was intended to sound pleasant, it actually felt more relieved.

Adam jerked into me a few more times before he slipped out and laid next to me. He turned his head and kissed me lightly on my cheek.

He murmured, "So good," and closed his eyes. 

I took a quick look at him, focusing on his reddened lips and tousled hair. On his cheek, a scar was visible. It was tiny, but red nonetheless. 

I reached out to sweep an eyelash from his face with my finger and he hummed softly without opening his eyes.

After a long day in the field, I knew he would be tired, and after our little moment together, it wouldn't be long before he fell asleep.

As I looked up at the ceiling, I grinned to myself. 

I waited a few minutes before standing and Adam hardly moved as I made my approach to the window . I heard voices coming from a distance and realized the people were just now making their way back to their houses. The sound of Adam's soft snores filled the room and I looked up at the moon.

"Yahweh", I whispered out into the wind, "I need to speak to you"

Tonight, I would sneak out and go to the one place I knew I would be able to meet with the creator, away from everyone else.

The garden.