She cries out at the contact, the blessed compounds mixing to create a sensation beyond normal human experience, and I begin to work the oil into her skin with slow and firm strokes. I smooth it over her shoulders, down her arms, across her large breasts until they shine, nipples hard and begging for a mouth to suck on them.
Then I work lower, circling her belly and spreading her thighs. The Venus Lock glows faintly between them, framed by the dark curls, thick and glistening with oil.
“This is what a human body should look like. Not the shaved, polished doll you thought you had to be when you arrived. I told you to stop cutting it away, and now look—” I tug again at the springy hair, making her whimper. “Every curl is mine to pull.”
Her hips begin to rock against the lock.
I smear more oil between her thighs, gliding over her human fur, down her inner legs. Then my hands slip back up her backside. “Under your arms too,” I say, dragging my slick fingers up to stroke the dark tufts there.
She can’t help but moan as the sugar amplifies every stroke.
“Get back on your knees, human. You are going to prove your loyalty by opening your mouth for me in an Eclipse Kiss.”
Her whole body goes rigid, and she hesitates. "Sovereign, the Eclipse Kiss is forbidden."
"It's worship." I turn her to face me, keeping my hands on her shoulders. "It’s the ultimate act of submission."
She looks up at me, her brown eyes wide with fear.
I stroke her cheek with one oil-slick finger. "My beautiful little walking temptation. Sin with me.” I stop myself before I mention her helping Terra Ka.
"Please, Sovereign."
I pull her against me, letting her feel the hard planes of my body through the thin silk of my ceremonial robe. "I need proof of your loyalty, Eve.”
My hand slides into her brown hair, gripping just hard enough to make her gasp. "Now kneel."
She drops to her knees slowly.
I let my robe fall completely open.
"You're going to worship at my altar," I tell her. "You're going to take my cock into that perfect human mouth and show the goddesses how a human proves their loyalty. And, Eve?" I tilt her chin up again. "You're going to love every second of it."
"Sovereign, the rules?—"
I brush my thumb across her lower lip. "Shhh, don’t think about the rules. Tell me what you want."
"I want—" She can't finish.
"Tell me."
"I want to worship you. I want to sin with you, Sovereign. I want to do the Eclipse Kiss with you. I want you to fill my mouth with your cock in deprivation.”
"Then sin beautifully for me now.”
Her lips hover around the tip of my cock. I can feel her warm breath on me, but she’s hesitating. I curl a hand in her hair and press her mouth forward until it closes around me.
“Good,” I say. “Prove your loyalty to me.”
The blessed sugar would make even her tongue hypersensitive. So it’s no surprise when she moans against my cock, the sound vibrating erotically up my length.
I hold her hair in my fist, forcing her pace. “Worship me properly. Take me like the sinner you are. Stretch that little mouth open wide.”
Her technique is clumsy, wet and unpracticed, but her desperation is perfect. Drool spills down her chin; strands of it cling to her breasts as she struggles to obey.
I tilt her head, angling deeper, savoring the gag that makes her eyes water.
“The goddesses see you now,” I say, pulling her off long enough for her to gasp for breath before shoving her back down on my cock that is way too big for her little mouth. “They see you, on your knees, choking on your Sovereign’s cock. Tell me, little human—do you feel damned, or do you feel divine?”
