And then we were out of the pool and he was carrying me back to the bed at the center of the grotto.
ChapterTwenty-Eight
THE BEAST
She wanted me.Me.
Even when I freely roamed the earth, the humans would prostrate themselves before my almighty power, but not beforeme.
I lay her dripping body down on my bed, my chest squeezing so tight with the prospect of having another being here. I’d resigned myself to the doom of remaining in my prison alone. But suddenly, my cave didn’t feel so oppressive.
Leaning over Miranda, I captured those full, sensual lips in a kiss.
I thought I’d found salvation in the death Miranda would serve me, but this was so much more than I could have ever dreamed. My hands slid up her bent legs, starting at those perfect ankles, smoothing up her muscular calves and gliding back down her sinful thighs.
Miranda shivered, her long dark lashes fluttering. She must be cold, still wet from the spring. I needed to heat her up, but I didn’t plan on using a towel, and she was going to be wetter than when we started.
The pads of my fingers played along the slit of her mound until her hips bucked.
This wasn’t a game though. Right now, we were just two beings who wanted each other. Nothing else mattered.
I’d show her. Show her that while I was the god here, she was the one deserving of worship. I’d slay her with pleasure and draw her blood out with a kiss.
I kneeled and spread her legs wide. I brought my lips to her pussy, and with my tongue, I licked away the water. The saltiness of it tingled my taste buds and whetted my appetite.
Her hips shot off the bed as she cried out. The sounds made my cock rock hard. I found the sensitive bundle of nerves between her folds and swirled my tongue around it. I was obsessed, addicted, and ready to drown in her pussy. Without preamble, I stuck three fingers up into her slick channel. She squealed and squirmed at the sudden invasion, but they were instantly coated with her desire. So I brought them up to her hot mouth, sticking them down her throat, forcing her to taste herself. Her body undulated as she sucked my fingers while I continued to devour her sex.
Her sultry groans vibrated through me. I savored every moment of her enjoyment, something I hadn’t experienced within the chaos and darkness my life was consumed by.
I licked and sucked and teased her until she was a quivering, slippery mess. Until she gripped my hair in her fists. Then I plunged my tongue into her, fucking her in earnest. The sound Miranda made made me feral. I drove into her even harder, faster, penetrating her delicious, sinful center.
Nails scraped along my scalp, urging me on. And yet, she was fighting it. I could feel her body brace against me, struggling to maintain control, trying not to fall over the edge I desperately wanted to push her over.
Why were we always fighting?
And why did I love it so much. Reaching out and gathering my power, I pulled it to me until I moved it all into my mouth, wrapping it around my tongue. I unleashed the power to follow the rhythm of my tongue, sending shockwaves and pressure into her, bombarding her.
“No, no,” was all she got out before her knees jerked up, her upper body curling forward as she screamed. Her muscles rippled with release around my tongue, her hips and thighs jerking and shaking, completely overtaken by pleasure.
I backed off as she rode out the end of her orgasm, delighting in the mess she made on my face. I licked my lips, feeling way too fucking satisfied with myself despite my hungry, hard cock still demanding attention.
Miranda tugged me up for a kiss. Her mouth opened for my tongue and I happily swept inside, letting her taste herself — sex, the sea, and citrus.
My hands gripped her hips and I brought her to the edge of the bed. My cock pulsed at the entrance to her sex. Her glassy eyes widened, her ragged breath hitched. We were far from done.
Her head fell back and her hands roamed over her breasts, plucking and pinching her nipples. I watched her for a moment as she pleasured herself for me. She was magnificent. Her full, pouty lips pursed as I eased into her willing body. Her inner muscles clamped around my cock and I groaned at the sensation.
“Oh no. Please,” she begged, still not wholly giving in to what she wanted.
“A god could get confused with how many times you say no opposite to the all the other ways you tell me yes.”
Her eyes opened to glaring slits.
So now wasnota good time to go over her psychology. Right.
My hands grabbed her hips and I slammed into her, over and over. I was going to bury myself so deep inside her I could never leave again.
She cried out and grasped the sheets, clutching them tightly.
