“Youdo that to me,” he breathed.
I did something else to him too; his cock was practically vibrating between us.
I shimmied up over him, freeing that trapped hardness and feeling it brush my folds. When I settled back down, his tip slid effortlessly inside me.
He chuckled again, even if it was with a strain in his voice. “And you take control when you want it, when you need it.”
I had, hadn’t I?
Fucking yes, I loved how this man made me feel.
I sank fully down onto his thickness, grinding my clit against him. Pleasure and power filled me.
“Yes,” Vyns gasped, clearly already on the edge. “Use me, take your pleasure from me, my goddess!”
I did.
I pushed his face to mine once more, devouring him as I rocked myself hard over him, riding that deliciously filling cock with sudden vigor. I’d been exhausted amoment ago, but now I felt renewed, vibrant and potent.
There was no imperative between Vyns and me, like there was with Myel, no bond demanding sex. I could take my time enjoying how epically good Vyns felt crushed against me, deep inside me, my lips on his, his hands worshiping me as they stroked my flesh.
And when I came, it was with a full body shudder of complete and utter release, all my worries and fears gone, replaced only with a sense of serene strength.
Vyns slowly shifted us, sitting down in the bath, warm waters all around us. Yet…
“You… did you…?”
His cock was still throbbing and rigid inside me.
He smiled. “Despite your heavenly beauty, I have withheld myself. Great feats of willpower and control are possible with a spirit as strong as mine,” he boasted. “Even so, it took everything I had to resist your allure, your forceful vigor.”
My look must have asked why…
“My goddess hasn’t commanded my release yet.”
Oh fucking hell!
“And if I command it now?” I whispered, breathless at the thought of another round.
“Then I’d ensure my goddess came again before I did, it seems only right.”
Worked for me.
“Then, by all means,” I breathed.
I yelped in surprise as he lifted me off his divine erection and placed me at the entrance to the shower, sitting on the steps.
He urged me to lay back as he kissed his way down my body. I opened my legs and let him feast on my folds. I’dthought myself spent, but Vyns’ insistent tongue quickly whipped me back into a frenzy. I combed my hands through his hair as my hips bucked, body writhing. And when he sucked on my aching clit, sliding two fingers inside me to massage my G-spot, my pleasure rocketed toward a second peak. My back arched so high only the back of my head touched the ground.
That’s when Vyns rose, yanked my hips to him and filled me with his throbbing cock once more. That’s all it took. That one thrust hit some miracle place deep inside me and I shattered, crying out and squirming, fists slamming into stone as a raging orgasm swept through me.
“Thank you, goddess!” Vyns hissed.
He must have been pretty damned desperate for a release, because as soon as I came undone his cock pulsed hard inside me. His spirit exploded in bliss: a wave of sweltering heat washing through me, stealing my breath and elevating my pleasure to a mind-bending, body-breaking rapture.
I writhed and bucked so hard, I pushed Vyns out. The pleasure so intense, I rolled onto my side, curling up, shuddering and holding myself as I laugh-cry-gasped through the residual waves of that blessed orgasm.
Vyns laughed and swore and laughed some more before he regained himself enough to ask,
