He began his thrusting again.
“I-I refused a doll… a fallacy of my beloved,” I spat. But oh, he was driving so much deeper inside me at this angle. “S-so too… do I refuse one of myself… even if shaped by your godly hands.”
Geb growled, and for a moment, I feared I had offended instead of won, but he bent to lick his forked tongue up my spine as he once again spilled his seed inside of me.
As I lay, immobilized by my exhaustion but still hard, he pressed his thumbs into my scars as he more gently thrust through the prolonged spurts of his release. Though I lay upon a bed of beastly design, my mind drifted to the last time Meryt’s thumbs dug into those divots, and I saw his sweet face in my mind’s eye.
Only to open my true eyes again, head facing the pool, to see my Meryt in the reflection, as if looking down from above.
I glanced skyward, but there was no opening in the cavern ceiling. The pool itself was our conduit this time, and so I looked to it again, toMerytagain, while he watched me like he had with the first two gods, looking flushed with arousal and only too ready to take me next.
Even only as a reflection, I could tell he was closer. I wasn’t imagining it. He was closer. And I drew closer too when I watched his memories, as if each god’s gift of letting me see him proved I was succeeding.
“Now…” Geb pulled out, making it easier on my weary body when he turned me again to lie on my back. I resisted the urge to keep my eyes on Meryt, understanding that Geb wanted my attention.
His slick cocks were coiling together again. They shrunk somewhat in their twisting, but not by much, forming a truly bulbous prick of two halves in one.
I did not like the smirk forming upon Geb’s face, however, for the undulating spiral of his reformed member was not returning to its pocket.
“M-my lord…?”
“Once more? If you can handle it.” He barely said it as a question, but he waited, not yet descending to my entrance.
I looked to Meryt, and the yearning on his face steeled my resolve to give all I was to my gods and to him.
I returned my attention to Geb with a nod.
Like yet another lunge from a striking snake, the spiraled cock entered me with such sudden, impressive girth that my eyes watered instantly. Had I ever taken so much before? I had been shared at the same time, but only the other’s tip had entered before the first finished. Meryt had accompanied his cock in me with toys, but those too had been far smaller than this.
“Fuck!”
Geb hadn’t touched my cock since the beginning of this skewering, but as much as my insides felt close to bursting the deeper he penetrated, my cock was close to bursting too. He thrust inside me slowly, giving me ample time to stretch and engulf him, but when he paused, not fully inside me yet, like he doubted I could take him, I wanted the last of him so badly for Meryt’s viewing that I thrust upon it myself—and turned my head to meet my lover’s gaze.
“Ahhh!” I came.Finally, I came. For the moment Geb was fully seated and I saw Meryt’s eyes widen as he witnessed it, I could no longer hold back.
Geb began a slow, steady rocking within me, and I didn’t know how it was possible, but every fresh graze of my tenderized walls with his barbs, his doubled length filling me as much as I had ever been filled, sprang a new ribbon of release from my shaft.
Again and again, faint echoes of my peaked pleasure followed, leaving me helpless against the rolling bliss until finally,finally, it began to be too much.
“My lord,please—”
Geb finished, with new spurts from both his tips spilling and filling me.
I thought Meryt looked positively proud as his eyes met mine, and he licked his lips just as luridly as Geb had at the start of this.
I blinked, and the next ripples in the pool left nothing but a reflection of the rocks.
Soon, I promised Meryt in my mind.
Soon.
“So few can handle the culmination of me,” Geb said in quiet… awe? Ofme? I was too tired to debate if I had guessed right, but as he left me a gaping, spent and sticky mess, he tilted my head to look at him instead of the pool. “Nakht, I ask you—”
“Don’t. Do not ask, my lord, for I can already tell you my answer will be no, tempted though any mortal would be. For you are truly wondrous, but you are not my Meryt.”
Such a strong and beastly figure should not look so somber, but the expression was gone as quickly as I perceived it, and Geb bent close, at first licking my neck over the scratches he had left earlier, and then pressing a surprisingly gentle kiss to my cheek.
No more words were exchanged as Geb’s tail shifted beneath me, carrying me to the pool and carefully lowering me into it. Without anything to truly cleanse me, I felt instantly refreshed and made new, with all of Geb washed away, and my aching body easing too. As he entered the pool after me, tail coiling and coiling and coiling until the last of it was beneath the water too, I knew this was a gift, a moment of rest before I had to move on.
