And then I feel her fingertips at my ass again. Double fuck.
I haze in and out of concentration, my nose buried in her scent as I suckle her while those daring little fingers find that spot on my prostate again. My monster alternately roars and purrs in pleasure it never even knew to fantasize about?—
I suck in a deep inhale of her, my hands pulling her wide open for my mouth as I thrust my tongue inside her honeyed channel?—
My back goes stiff, and I feel my balls tighten. Holy shit. I can’t believe there’s any cum still inside me. But I feel the pleasure rising, and I want it again. I want it so bad. It feels dangerous to be this hungry. To crave anything this much. I thrust in and out of her mouth, trying to temper my motions so I don’t hurt her.
Her hips jerk just violently against my face, though, and soon she’s screaming out her orgasm. Which makes her throat vibrate wetly around my cock while she presses down on that spot inside me…
I barely manage to cover my teeth with my lips before I bite down on her clit as it hits again, cum spurting down her throat. She swallows, pulls back for a breath of air, then suckles down another swell of cum with my next thrust. And another. And another.
How? How the fuck am I still coming? But she’s relentless until finally, she’s all but gumming my still-stiff cock as she drags her fingers in and out of my ass. I thrust until there’s not a drop left in the tank or anywhere in the backup chambers.
Gasping for breath, I fall to the floor beside the bench. She laughs breathlessly. Her legs are still shaking as she lays on the bench above me. “Well, if that doesn’t do it, I don’t know what will.”
She sits up weakly. Small spasms still occasionally shake her legs every other second. “Come on. We’re here at the university.”
I look up at her from the floor. Her hair is a mess. Her skin is flushed. Her eyes are bright. She’s never looked more beautiful to me.
“Phoenix,” I start to say.
She looks down at me with something soft in her expression. “Yeah?”
“After this is over, after we deal with Ammit—” I swallow. “Can we talk about what this means?”
Her expression shifts. Something vulnerable crosses her face before she looks away. “Let’s just focus on surviving first.”
But she reaches down and takes my hand. She pulls me up to sitting. Our eyes meet for a long moment.
“Okay,” I say quietly. “Surviving first.”
She nods and starts gathering her clothes. But I saw it. That look in her eyes. Whatever this is between us, it’s not just about neutralizing Ammit’s power over us.
It’s something real.
TWENTY-THREE
LAYDEN
Oh shit.For the past half hour, I’ve completely forgotten about the world outside this limo. Ammit. We’re supposed to go confront the goddess who’s been murdering people. That’s the entire point of what we just did. We weren’t just finally giving in to our desires or consummating our marriage, or as close to it as I’m likely ever going to get.
I take a deep breath and try to focus, but my mind feels completely blank. Like I just blasted every thought I had out from my balls through my shaft and down her throat. For once in my goddamn life, I don’t feel an ounce of hunger gnawing at me.
I just feel purely happy.
Phoenix licks her lips while reaching for her discarded jeans. She shimmies back into them quickly.
“Layden,” she says with urgency while looking at her phone. “Hurry. We could already be too late. I texted John Paul that there was a threat and he needed to stay in his office, but I’m not sure if he got the message or not. He hasn’t responded yet.”
I nod while grabbing my own jeans. Phoenix finishes tugging her shirt over her head and reaches for the door handle.
“Wait,” I say, but she’s already pushing the door open. I grab my shirt and follow her out. I’m zipping up my jeans and pulling my shirt on as I run after her. Get your head back in the game right now.
She’s moving far faster than her normal pace. She’s usually careful not to show any of her superhuman characteristics when we’re around anyone else who might be able to see. Now that she’s finally told me everything about what she really is, I wonder what else she might have hidden from me over the years. I’m able to keep up with her only because I never claimed to be human myself. I might not have my wings anymore, but I can still run far faster than anyone from this realm has a right to.
No one’s watching us in this moment. The limo is double parked in an alley close to the building housing the Ancient Religions department. We don’t have to cross much of the open campus before we’re there.
“Something’s wrong,” I state what’s obvious as we see students spilling out of the building entrance. Some of them are screaming. It snaps me back into the present reality, at least.
