From the corner of my eye, our movement reflected in a massive, gilded mirror. There I saw the raw images of ourselves, the god of discord and the goddess of desire, joined together and falling apart at the same time.
A final tug on her nipple before I shifted to the other, I bit into the mound of flesh hard enough I could feel her cunt clench around my dick. When I pulled away, a sense of satisfaction and pride filled my gut at seeing the two crescents of my bite darkening on her body.
“You’re mine now,Heartspite. Look at you, choking my cock with your pussy, all because I marked you with my teeth.”
Still working her pleasure one snap of my hips at a time, I dropped a hand between our bodies. Just above where we were joined, I found her sensitive clit swollen and begging for attention. One circle at a time, I worked her into a frenzy.
It wouldn’t take long before she came based on the erratic fluttering of her walls. Intentionally, I slowed my pace. I wanted to savor this moment while her hips grinded up against mine in a filthy dance of faltering control.
“E-Eryx! Theos! I—I can’t, I’m gonna?—”
Oh, I know, Heartspite.
All it took was angling her hips a few degrees while my wicked fingers continued their dirty work. Then, shebroke for me.
The screams she made were a total surrender into the state of ecstasy. Between chants of my name, other words came out in the tongue of the gods that I hadn’t heard aloud since before the golden age of our kind.
Refusing to let her come down in a crash landing, I rolled my hips in a lazy rhythm while still stroking her sensitive bundle of nerves. My fingers trembled against her clit, fighting the urge to chase after my own release. Not yet, I needed to feel her continue falling apart, shaking around my cock in the aftermath.
As her tremors began to subside, my fraying restraint finally snapped. I needed her more than my chaos needed to ruin stability.
I hauled her away from the cage, her weakened grip on the bracing bar easily slipping away. Charlee slumped forward against me, her face buried against the side of my neck.
“Not done with you yet,” I murmured.
Her only response? A slight cant of her hips to nudge me deeper inside her.
Stepping back, I crashed down onto the bed, still fully sheathed inside her. The mattress cushioned our fall while I avoided crushing her body. No waiting, no hesitation from that point forward.
I grabbed behind her knees and pressed them forward until they hooked over my broad shoulders. Pinning one of her hands to the mattress, I grabbed her other and placed it low on her abdomen. Applying pressure on her hand, I bucked into her.Even from inside her, I could feel the weight pressing down on me, forcing me to bite back a groan.
“You fucking feel that? My cock is ruining you so deep, and your body is taking everygodsdamnedinch.” I recklessly pounded into her again.
She responded each time with a moan, betraying renewed desire despite her spent state. It was a state of cyclical madness wrapped in sinful desires. The more sounds she made, the harder I drove into her, needing more of it.
Gods, this was better than fucking a whore in the Parthenon.
It didn’t take long before my rhythm faltered, sparks ripping down my spine into the base of me.
“Charlee—FUCK!” I slammed into her, my balls tightly drawn up, nestled against her ass, and the head of my cock pressed up against her cervix. My ropes of thick cum erupted out of me with such intensity that my hips stiffly jerked with every pulse.
The throbbing of my length bordered on painful from oversensitivity as I hovered over myHeartspite, who looked absolutely ravished. Her hair fanned out behind her head in a gorgeous spread of silky waves of pink-kissed strands.
Staring down at her body sprawled out beneath me, eyes only focused on me, something unfamiliar tugged at my soul. It wasn’t the typical post-fuck sated warmth that makes your limbs feel boneless. It felt more like a briefrespite in a turbulent storm where the skies cleared just enough to feel enough relief to breathe.
With a great deal of effort, I untangled our limbs and pulled out of her. Refusing to break away from the feeling that spread through me right now, I lay down next to her on my back, one hand draped over the inked images across my stomach.
Charlee didn’t hesitate to roll over and tuck herself against my side, her hand resting on top of mine. I curled my free arm around her shoulders, pulling her more securely to me.
Both of us lay there in silence for a period of time, long enough that whatever rainstorm had been raging outside had tapered off.
Unclear if it was the lingering endorphins or lack of blood flow to my brain, a rare moment of jest overcomes me.
“You sure you didn’t try to use your abilities to match yourself with me?” I grinned and pinched her side playfully.
The resulting squeak and squirm further into my embrace makes the joke worthwhile.
Her hand smacked my chest without much force, and there was nothing but smug satisfaction at the reaction I got from her.
