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I allowed my gaze to drop to his chest, noticing what reminded me of a firebird tattooed in the center. For some reason, the caricature troubled me. I was versed in mythology going back to the dawn of time. And this one indicated the God of Fire. That wasn’t possible. He didn’t truly exist.

Of course, whoever the beast was could have been inked on the black market but somehow I doubted it. Maybe my nickname of Zeus wasn’t all that far off.

Because I had a chance to contemplate this thought any further, he continued taking full control over me and the situation, yanking off my dress with such ease I didn’t notice until a cool breeze hit my nipples.

Then I froze, opening my mouth with a silent scream. “What… What are you doing?” Oh, great. My tone was now commanding. I was certain that would go over well.

He allowed his gaze to fall to the teensy-tiny thong I’d worn with my dress on a dare from Tory before snagging it with one of his fingers, ripping it off and tossing the lace over his shoulder. It was confirmed once again that he understood English very well by his succinct answer.

“Fucking you.”

CHAPTER13

Zatan

Sunny.

Even the human female’s name was enticing, the meaning not lost on the God of Fire himself. Once Earth had been blessed with beautiful days where a bright sun brought a glimmer of golden rays across the oceans and mountains. It had provided warmth without burning, at least at first, until the atmosphere had been destroyed after centuries of war. I knew everything there was about every planet in every solar system, including their full compositions. I’d also stored in my third brain the reasons for the destruction of every civilization.

Some might call that a perk of being the son of the god of all creation.

As well as the memories of a mental and emotional trip I’d obviously taken. There was no mistaking the connection I shared with the woman, even if I couldn’t understand all the ramifications.

I called these supposed gifts a burden, ones so significant that I often did all I could to shut out thoughts and memories that I could pick up on like molecular radio waves. With this woman, the fact I knew exactly what she was thinking made tasting her in real time far too tempting to resist.

Now, seeing her devoid of the ridiculous clothes humans were required to wear actually did something that had never happened before. Her beauty took my breath away. She was perfect. If that was a possibility with any creature. Just basking in her stunning good looks was almost enough for me to decide to take her back with me. However, I needed to know for certain.

While almost everything humans did annoyed me, the girl’s continued effort to fight me was priceless. The human word was cute. Yes, her actions were adorable. However, she would need to be tamed if she was going to live on my planet. I would keep her in a cage until she learned her manners and played by the rules.

I was jumping to far too many conclusions. In the few seconds I wasted thinking about my future plans, she’d pulled the vibrating piece of plastic into her hand for a second time, lifting her arm and trying to bash my head in. All the while, the scent of her desire was stronger than before, the glisten of her pussy keeping my mouth wet. I snagged her arm with ease, shaking my head then spinning her around to face the reflective surface. I had no idea why humans enjoyed looking at themselves when fucking but why not.

It would be enjoyable to see her face.

“Let go of me, Zeus.”

The name she’d picked was interesting, one of my distant cousins who my father called in a pinch when necessary. For battle. For taming a nation. For keeping the peace.

I pulled the implement from her hand, reading her thoughts. Hmmm… It was used as a sexual appetizer, keeping a woman wet and pleasing her through its stimulation of her clitoris. Why not try it? Perhaps that would soothe the beast inside of her. Her eyes were open wide as I held the vibrator into the light, twisting it back and forth.

When I pressed it against her breasts, she gasped, undulating her bottom against my already aching cock. It was already engorged, the need to fill her with my seed more intense than I’d experienced before. That was a good sign and made me crave her that much more. But I knew human women needed encouragement. I rolled the whirling circular head around one nipple, shocked when the tip became even harder.

Sunny threw back her head, slapping one palm against my thigh then digging her nails into my skin. She gasped then laughed, blinking several times as she watched everything I was doing. Every sound she made pushed me closer into losing control, which wasn’t something I wanted to do. Hurting her wasn’t my objective, even if my needs were increasing every few seconds.

As I shifted the implement to her other breast, she took gasping breaths, her legs starting to buckle. I kept my arm wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly against me. It was impossible to take my eyes off her, every image entering my mind filling my balls with additional seed. Her scent was intoxicating, as much as any liquor I’d ever consumed.

The moment was dangerously appealing. Even if she wasn’t a suitable mate, I could certainly enjoy indulging in using her as a toy of my own. Hmmm… While my behavior would be frowned upon, I was the God of Fire after all. I subscribed to no one else’s rules but those of my father.

And he would approve.

She panted, tossing her head back and forth and the moment I rolled the spinning head down her stomach, she tensed. “Oh, my. You can’t… I mean you can, but you shouldn’t.” She laughed, licking her lips as she tried to maintain focus. I’d never witnessed anyone showing such pleasure. The moment was far too appealing. I made a mental note to have more reflective surfaces installed in my place of residence.

My excitement and desire continued to spin out of control. As soon as I slipped what she called the vibrator between her legs, she issued a series of strangled moans. I had a feeling she wouldn’t mind receiving the kind of ecstasy I could provide.

If she was obedient.

Wasn’t I turning into a dominating beast? That was in my makeup after all. I let off a single growl, which caused her to tense, her fingers gripping my arm with enough pressure I was amused. A frail little thing like herself thought she could outrun, fight, and outmaneuver me. Now, this. I rolled it up and down, using my leg to force her open, allowing me complete access.

“Oh, yes. Oh… That’s very… Um. Good.” Her face had already turned a beautiful shade of red, which happened to be my favorite color. The breathless sounds she was making alone were enough to push me into fucking her.

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