His pants were next and then he was standing before me in his naked godly glory. Before I could speak, or lick him, because I really wanted to see if he tasted as good as he looked, he stepped into the water with me. I had been standing right in the centre of the full bath, and logic would suggest I move back to make room for the much larger god. But I was so not about logic. That shit was for Emmy.
I was about making no room for him, so that he had to crowd into me.
The moment his bare skin pressed against mine, I moaned. My eyes fluttered closed as the tingles of Seduction ran up and down my body, and my legs turned to jelly. Aros wrapped both arms around me, pulling me up and into him. The water continued to rain down on us as we kissed. And then suddenly we weren’t just kissing, but intensely devouring each other. This moment had been a long time coming, and nothing short of a god war was going to stop us now.
Aros lowered me back to my feet before he spun me around, his hands cupping my breasts as he leaned down and pressed his lips to my right shoulder. I gasped, pushing my butt back into him, feeling the rock-hard length of him pressing along my body. I almost cried when he moved away from me, before I realised that he had just leaned out of the bath to grab a small step that had been placed there earlier in the sun-cycle by Donald. For me to reach the top shelf.
Aros dropped the solid piece into the bath, pushing it down through the water. When it was secure on the base, he lifted me up and I suddenly found myself elevated by almost a foot. It took me a moment to click on to what he was doing—until I pressed back into him again and realised exactly where that hardness was now positioned. My moan was loud, slipping out from between my lips.
His hands moved back to my breasts again, his thumbs scraping across my nipples. “Still here with me, sweetheart?” he asked, his voice a low rumble.
“Y-yes,” I returned. “But I’m going to need you to stop talking,” I finished breathlessly.
I couldn’t see his grin, because my back was to him, but I knew he was smiling. I felt the lift in his mood and energy. A firm hand landed on my spine and I arched immediately, pushing back, seeking his heat. I couldn’t move much because I was on the stand and balancing wasn’t my strongest suit, but he got the point. That hand slid down my spine, even hotter than the water splashing us. His touch remained firm but somehow still light, sliding and scraping across my skin. His other hand was wrapped around my body, and it tightened then, lifting me higher. My feet almost left the box and then his hardness was sliding inside of me. I’d expected more foreplay from the God of Seduction, so that was a pleasant surprise. Not that I disliked the build-up, it was one of my favourite things, but I was too far gone for that. I just needed Aros.
“I already knew that,” he murmured, answering my thoughts. “I’ve got you, Willa.”
I would have answered, but he started to move then, sensing that my body had adjusted to his size, and all I could do was moan.
It turned out that sex with Aros was a little different than it was with the other Abcurses. His warmth was a physical thing, and as we moved together, it spread inside of me, through my body, before settling in my chest. The pleasure that followed his warmth was almost unbearable. In the best way. In my experience with sex, it always felt amazing, the pleasure building and building until that exquisite moment right before my world exploded. With Aros, there was less build-up before I was basically at the exquisite part.
“Don’t stop,” I all but begged, and he let out a low, deep sound.
The heat increased and my legs started to fail me. His strong arms were there though, holding me up while he smoothly slid inside. My head went fuzzy like my legs and I lost track of everything but Aros and his heat.
“I’m close,” I murmured, unsure how I was even managing to speak.
He slowed a little then, and I wondered what he was doing, and then my feet left the stand completely. I let out a low exclamation before finding myself spun around so that I was straddling him. He stepped out of the bath, moving toward the closest wall, and I groaned as my back landed against it. He was inside of me in the next moment and from this angle I could see his face clearly. I’d never seen him look the way he did: glowing, happy, his eyes shining like the sun.
“I wanted to see your face,” he admitted as his hips surged up and I let out a breathy sigh. There was no more time for talking after that. He held me with ease, his body sliding into mine until I was hovering on the edge again.
I lifted my head in that moment and his lips crashed into mine as he sent me spiralling into the abyss. I cried out against his lips and he started to move slower, dragging out my pleasure. Wrenching my mouth away, I sucked in as much air as I could because I was mere clicks from passing out. Then, with a low whisper of my name, Aros pumped a few more times inside of me. The warmth in my centre, along with the warmth in my chest, exploded. I was filled with Aros’s power and his light and when I looked down at where our bodies were joined together, I almost expected us to be glowing. Something had clicked inside of me, secured into place with a permanence that hadn’t been there before.
“What was that?” I whispered, my words catching.
He lifted me away from the wall, his hands holding me securely as he moved back toward the water-filled bath. “It was our bond.” His voice was husky, the words scraping deliciously across my senses. “It’s complete.”
