I shook my head, and she continued to push her fingers in and out of herself until her body tensed, shaking as she brought herself to orgasm with a small, high-pitched moan. When she came down from her high, Scott opened her dark eyes and set them on me.
“Happy?” she asked, removing her fingers.
“Ecstatic,” I responded, grabbing her wrist and licking her fingers clean. The taste of her added fuel to the fire. “Now you can have what you want.”
Leaning down, I kissed her stomach before my thumb moved across her wet pussy. She gasped at the touch and buried her hands in my hair. I let my fingers sink inside of her. My cock ached to replace them, but I wanted to watch her fall off the precipice again. I wanted her to know that she shouldn’t have kept me waiting because I was a vengeful God and I’d make her suffer for it.
Her grip tightened as I added a second finger and buried my head between her legs, finally allowing myself to taste her properly. I groaned against her, causing Scott to arch her back, and her hips rose from the bed as I lapped at her.
“Gray,” she breathed.
For centuries, I’d heard people call my name, but the way Scott said it now was all that mattered to me.
My tongue moved between her folds, broad and slow. She squirmed beneath me, and I watched. I was her fantasy. I was all she thought of when she wanted to feel pleasured, and now, I was giving her what she wanted. Scott was kidding herself when she thought I had no power over her.
Her body shook and her grip on my hair became feral, pushing my face into her pussy, and I obliged to her silent demand, moving my tongue quicker. As her back arched, I bit gently on her clit, eliciting a scream from her, legs tightening around my head as she came with a shudder.
I moved, positioning myself above her, braced on both arms. Dipping down, I kissed her, and Scott returned it hungrily. Her hands ran up my arms, the touch setting my skin alight.
My hips angled down slightly so I could rub my cock against her slit, desperate to finally feel her around me.
“Gray, please,” she whispered breathlessly.
Scott’s hands were on my ribs, fingers digging into my skin. She was insatiable at that moment but tiring. Her stamina couldn’t compare to mine.
“You look so pretty when you beg, Scott,” I said, drawing back to look at her again.
The fire that she usually came at me with was lost in the hazy clouds of pleasure. She rolled her hips against my hard cock, gaining satisfaction from the simple motion against her sensitive core.
“Are you cumming for me again, Scott?” I whispered into her ear.
I was met with a moan as my lips pressed against her neck. Scott rolled her hip vigorously as I licked at her pulse point, and the friction drove her to the edge again. I felt her heels digging into the back of my thighs as she fell again.
“Fuck,” she breathed.
“Are you satisfied?”
Slowly, Scott relaxed her grip on me, sinking back into the bed and nodding. “Gods, yes.”
The anger flared in my chest, and my hand wrapped around her throat, commanding her attention. Her eyelids fought back against the lust induced fatigue to stare up at me.
“Only me,” I hissed at her. “You only use my name.”
The fear was so fleeting that I almost missed it. The logic snaked its way back to her as she asked, “Jealous?”
“I am your focus here.”
Her hand reached between us and wrapped around my cock. I groaned at the touch.
“Of course, you are,” she assured me.
Letting go of her throat, I grabbed her wrist, so she released my dick from her grasp. Scott believed she was in control of the situation, but she was wrong. Grabbing her other wrist, I pinned them above her head. My cock twitched in anticipation.
“I don’t want you to ask,” I said, looking down at her. “I don’t want you to plead or beg because that won’t get you anywhere.” I was nose to nose with her and rolled my hips so she could feel me. “If you want me deep inside of you, you’ll have to pray.”
Gripping both of her hands in one of mine, I let my free hand run down her body, brushing a thumb over her hard nipples. She whimpered in response — the most beautiful sound that almost made me drive straight into her.
“Pray,” I commanded.
