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I woke up from my postcoital nap with my favorite incubus. His face was always so relaxed when he was sleeping. Technically Bash didn’t have an age–he had been around since the beginning of time–but he appearedyoungerwhen he wasn’t acting jealous and selfish. Finding my sweatpants, I tugged them on and pulled out the green avocado Olga gave me from my pocket. She may seem like a stern demoness, but she had a soft spot for me. No matter what shenanigans I was up to, she was always down to help if I asked, as long as I kept her involvement a secret. I placed it under his pillow for him to find later. By the time I was done with this joke, Bash would never be able to look at an avocado again without getting furiously annoyed.
I felt so much better after settling things with him.
Sometimes all you need to use to solve a problem is your prick, because a good slick dicking and some licking gets your common sense kicking. Sex solves everything.That’s right, voices, sing on with your bad selves. “Sex Solves Everything” by Ares, available on major music streaming platforms now.
We all took dinner separately in our rooms, mostly keeping to ourselves. Desmond had mindlinked us all that Diana needed space after brunch, so we’d start training her tomorrow. Bash spent all of his time moping over her not talking to him and having her own suite. Olga had put all of Diana’s new clothes and toiletries in her new space, which was conveniently located halfway between my and Bash’s quarters. I laid in bed with my hand down my pants, lazily stroking myself and wondering what she sounded like when she slept. Did she snore like a lumberjack? Was she, in fact, a lady lumberjack who could cut down my morning wood? Did she sleep on her back, side, or tummy?
Regardless, I planned on waking her up by shoving my oak tree in her woodchipper any chance I got.I bet her tight little cunt has a grip.There were so many things to find out about my Little Goddess, and there was no time like the present to find them all out. It was getting late, but there was a chance she’d still be awake.
When I got to her room, the door was unlocked. I hoped to catch her in a state of undress, but she wasn’t there. Desmond had put her in the guest suite with the flower decor. He called it the Poppy Palace due to the bright pops of orange, yellow, and red all over the rooms. It made sense. She was beautiful, like a flower. And red hot like a flame. I couldn’t wait to feel her heat and get burnt by her, too.
Opening her closet, I took the liberty of looking through her new things. I wanted to get a sense of what she liked. I took inventory of all her clothes and accessories. Her favorite colors were black, green, and leopard.Very NYC chic.Now I could buy her gifts and soak her in my affection properly. I sat on her bed and debated looking for her. Bash had warned me after brunch that I could come on too strong sometimes. Part of me thought that he was trying to throw my game off, but maybe he was right.It may be too much to go looking for her, especially since she wanted space.I hear the door creak, and a frantically beating heartbeat. Diana stood in the doorway, startled to see me.
“What are you doing here?” Her breathy, feminine voice made my heart swell. She sounded surprised to see me, although not in an unpleasant way.
“I wanted to see you. Upsetting you at brunch wasn’t my intention. I needed to fix that awful first impression you got of me, but then messed that up too.” Taking Bash’s advice, I held back my intentions to search through the entire mansion until I found her.
“Ares, that wasn’t your fault. Bash just has some jealousy issues he needs to get in check. Your gifts were amazing, and I didn’t even realize how much I needed my mom’s cards until you gave them to me.” She sat next to me, close enough that our knees touched. “With all the unwanted change going on in my life, your thoughtfulness made it less shitty.”
The heartbroken look on her face tore me apart. She deserved to be spoiled rotten with riches and gifts all the time, not just when she was sad. “I love the way your face lit up today at brunch. You may have loved my gifts, but you gave me the best gift of all–your presence in my life.”
“You’re such a sweetheart.” The puzzled expression on her face was adorable. Why was she so shy about compliments?
“People told me they never wanted anything more than a good time with me because I wasunhingedortoo much. Or they’d hear the legends about me and not even bother. When you looked at me, you saw me. The way you reacted when you thought I was dead, it made me feel like I still had a chance, despite what happened last night.”
She had seen the real me, and still wasn’t running for the hills. The first time I saw her in Desmond’s memory, I knew she was beautiful on the outside. But as I got to know her, I realized that her soul was a beacon of beauty too, like a flaming building in the night, alight for everyone to see. I knew my Little Goddess was special.
“What happened outside the house scared me, but it also…” She trailed off. Her face flushed, lips parting slightly. I could smell her arousal cloying the air as she recounted the events in her mind.
“It turned you on.” I didn’t bother asking, because I knew it was true. I took her hand in mine and felt the ring sitting on her middle finger. It almost felt like a claim, like she carried a piece of me with her. For now, that would do.
“Yes, how do you know?” she asked. I leaned in, breathing up the column of her neck and stopping right before her ear.
“I can smell your arousal,” I whispered. I gently took the shell of her ear in my mouth, scraping it with my teeth and sucking on her earlobe. “Now I can taste it, and it’s sosweet, like a chocolate covered strawberry.You’re scrumptious.I can see why Bash wanted to keep you all to himself.”
“I don’t belong to him,” she said fiercely as she pulled back from me. “I don’t know who he thinks he is, but he can’t just barge into my life, turn it upside down, and slash your throat because you were nice to me.”
I nodded to avoid lying to her, because he already did that by claiming her. From what I knew, it was permanent, too. The smell of her arousal sharpened in the air, telling me that something else was on her mind. I absentmindedly rubbed the back of her hand with my thumb. It was so small in mine, with long, thin fingers and red nails. The soft skin on the back of her hand felt so good.
“How can Sebastian even play the ‘mine’ card with me? Desmond told me today that you allshare your toys…and play well together.” The last comment she made had her eyes twinkling with curious excitement.
“We do share toys and play well together most of the time. I’d love to show you my Red Ryder BB Gun.” I half-grinned at her, schooling my facial expressions in an effort not to scare her off. The voices in my head raced at 100 miles per hour–begging me to throw her on the bed and make her come until she fell apart, then come all over her–but I didn’t want my face to say that.
“As long as you don’t shoot my eye out.” I could hear her heart racing, beating out of her chest.
“Don’t worry. I’d shoot my load all over your tits, if I even pulled out of you at all.” I ran my hand up under her shirt and into her bra, rolling her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I imagined what it would be like to suck those hard nipples and fall asleep with them in my mouth, so I could suck them all night in my sleep. “I’d rather paint your insides white so a part of me stays inside you.”
Maybe a part of us could grow inside her…
Oooh those voices give me thebestideas.The thought of Diana filled with my cum every day until I got her pregnant set off something inside me. An image of her round and swollen with a baby belly flitted through my mind and got me painfully hard. Diana was the most beautiful and perfect woman I had ever met. I wanted to tie her to me in every way.
A little moan escaped her, and I caught it with my mouth as I kissed her. Her tongue was velvety and felt so good when I stroked it with my own. Her flavor, the way she felt, everything about her was addictive. Fighting the urge to hold her down and fuck her until she was thoroughly marked and filled to the brim with my cum was difficult. I wanted to cover her with it and rub it all over her skin like lotion, get it into every pore of her skin, so she would smell like me.Everyone would know she was mine.Despite how appealing that was, I wanted our first time to be romantic, the cap to a perfectly planned day. Diana deserved the best. After that, I would give her a milky shower. In the meantime, it wouldn’t hurt to get a little taste of her.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, shoving her tongue down my throat. Her warm, wet mouth was going to be my tongue’s new home. I pulled her into my lap, with her knees on either side of my legs. She ground herself against my crotch, and I could already feel the dampness seeping through her leggings. My cock stood at attention, begging to be let out so it could burrow inside her and set up shop.
I pulled back, tilting her chin up with my thumb. “Do you feel what’s between us, Little Goddess? This undeniable pull?” I put my hands on either side of her hips, pushing them down onto my crotch and dragging them forward and back so she could feel a slow, mounting friction.
“Yes,” she gasped. “I feel it, butI need more…”
