Demigod Captive

by Lucy Auburn

  He's just like I remembered, but somehow bigger. I wonder if that's a function of his shapeshifting abilities or something to do with his big win and his huge ego. Many men seem to get off at the thought of beating their rivals, and Jasper is clearly no exception.

  His mouth trails down my cheek to my jawline, sucking and nibbling as I stroke his cock, working him until he's harder. Grabbing onto my ass, he pushes his hands down my pants and massages the flesh there, very clearly into my ass cheeks. As he pulls me against him I moan, his cock slipping on the bare skin of my mid-drift, my nipples rubbing on his chest.

  I grab his white shirt and make short work of it. Beneath its fabric is a hard, lithe chest, full of sharp muscles. Little moving tattoos dance and swirl across his skin. His trickster eyes are a bright green as he stares down at me and pushes his cock into my hand, arousal on his face.

  "Pants off," he says, stepping back enough to grab his and kick them off. I do the same, his eyes taking me in quickly. "Get up on the exam bed and spread your legs, Mora."

  "No warmup?"

  "Oh, there'll be plenty of warmup." Grabbing his cock, he strokes at it as he watches me wriggle up onto the hard bed, its metal railing pushes against my legs as I spread them. "I'm going to make you beg for my cock, just like last time. This time there'll be no forcing me to come quickly. And no jerking me off into your hand. I want to feel that tight warm pussy on my dick. I think I deserve that much."

  This is about Vesuvius getting to fuck me, then. I can't say that I mind. The two powerful male godbloods seem to get something out of their rivalry. If the way Jasper's cock is hard and throbbing in his hand is any indication, he's going to make me enjoy being fucked by him and then some.

  Grabbing the exam bed, he pulls it by its wheels to the center of the room, locks it there, then climbs on top of me. Staring down at my naked body, he takes his cock and rubs it against the inside of my thigh. His hair darkens as he does so, the tattoos on his chest shifting and changing into the scene of an epic battle, a warrior being ridden down with a lance through his chest.

  In a low voice, Jasper asks me, "How many times did Vesuvius come inside you?"

  "Four," I tell him, enjoying the way his eyes swirl to a dark, heated red. "Think you can do better?"

  "I know I can."

  "Most males, even godbloods, don't have that much cum."

  "Most godbloods aren't the son of Hermes. I have gifts, and then some."

  His mouth shifts into a grin, and he lowers himself towards me, cock sliding along the inside of my thigh as he bends down to suck at the skin of my neck. I lean my head back, hair flowing over the side of the bed, breath coming faster as he nips and nibbles at me.

  "In fact," he says, as I gasp and his teeth skim my collarbone, "I bet I could come in you six or seven times," his hands take my breast and massage it, his hips thrusting his cock teasingly close to my pussy, which is aroused and wet with desire, "but I don't know if we have the time. Then again, if you can make me come as fast as you did last time..."

  "Oh, I'm very, very good at making males come. Over and over. Faster than they thought possible." Reaching down, I grab his cock and twist it, pushing my breasts up into his seeking palm. "And I love a male with a short refractory period. Think you can get your cock up for me more than once?"

  "I've been dreaming of this moment since the first time I saw you. For you, Mora? I bet I could come a dozen times. Those breasts, that ass..." he squeezes my ass cheeks, pulling our naked bodies together until I feel his cock head against my lower lips, slicking me with precum. "Your body is fucking hot. I bet you squeal when you're fucked just right."

  Wriggling beneath him, I clasp my naked legs around his body and shift until his cock slides between my lower lips. "Fuck me already and find out."

  He does, palms pushing up into my ass as he strokes inside my body all at once. I gasp and squirm, moaning as his cock seems to swell within my depths. Jasper smirks, pulling out, his thick shaft slick with my wetness. Then he thrusts deep inside me again, his legs pushing against the steps of the exam table, my body sliding on the warm vinyl.

  "Feel that?" Wriggling his hips, he fucks his cock up inside me and I swear it moves, the flared head somehow hitting my nerve endings and making me dizzy. Even the base of it seems to swell and push against my clit as he grabs onto me and fucks me deep. "I can make every part of me shift, Mora, just like you guessed. Big cock, small cock, long cock... twisted cock, curved cock. Whatever you want. Whenever you want it."

  I moan as his cock twists up inside me and hits my clit and G-spot at the same time in a way I didn't think was possible. Pushing my heels against his back and digging my fingernails into his shoulders, I urge him on, wanting more, deeper, harder. He obliges, pulling out of me easily, his cock seeming to slim down as he does, only to fuck deep inside me and swell.

  For a moment my eyes roll back into my head.

  At the same time he squeezes my ass cheeks, clearly turned on by how built I am, not one of those men who needs a skinny small female to get off. His mouth sucks onto my neck and his hair swirls into a dark jet black color with streaks of red at the ends. Groaning, he picks up the pace, the exam table jiggling beneath us as he fucks me again and again, my nipples pressed against his chest.

  I feel my orgasm coming as his cock hits me in all the right places.

  It crashes down over me, making my breasts swell with tenderness and my pussy clamp around him. Jasper fucks me through it, his cock moving slickly within me, gasping and grunting. I moan as the orgasm shivers through me and he bottoms out inside my body, his balls clenching tight, his life force pressing against his tattooed skin as he releases cum so deep in my body I swear I can practically taste it.

  Metal and blood. That's what he tastes like. His skin looks like it too, bruised from his fight, a bit of blood smeared beneath his ear. As he comes in me, though, his body seems to shudder and heal, bruises disappearing. I touch them in wonder even as he works himself inside me, the last of his first orgasm finishing with me, my lower lips trembling and clamping around his unusual cock.

  "Your bruises... they're going away. Lightening up and shrinking."

  "I heal quickly," Jasper says at my curious expression. "Especially when I'm happy. And nothing makes me happier than fucking an amazing woman like you."

  I smirk at him, pushing my heels into his back and making him stay inside me instead of slip out. "Can you make your cock hard at will because of your shapeshifting?"

  "Not quite in the way you're thinking, but pretty close. You could probably fuck me soft—plenty of women have. Trust me when I say those orgies aren't always what they're cracked up to be, but I make sure to please all my female warriors, no matter what. It's why I have so many in my team." He winks at me. "Unlike Vesuvius, I can keep going for as long as you're still wet for me."

  That arouses me just as much as it alarms me—because I have to admit, the thought of Jasper's cock swelling inside another female doesn't thrill me, though I know as a demigod I should be beyond such things. "What about all your tricks? Changing the shape, the size?"

  "Oh, I can only do that when I'm aroused," he says, nuzzling my cheek, his lips sliding over mine briefly. "And trust me, Mora, being inside your pussy is the most aroused I've ever been. In fact... let's go for round two."

  He slips his cock out of me, its shape and size going back to normal as it hangs between his legs. Helping me off the exam table, he turns me around and rubs himself against my ass cheeks, grunting as his slick shaft slides between them.

  I smirk and turn to kiss his lips, bringing his hands up to cup my tender, swollen breasts. Then I spread my legs, draw his hardening cock between my ass cheeks, and squeeze tight around it.

  The groan he makes is so full of desire and delight that heat sparks between my thighs.

  "Your ass, Mora... it's fucking amazing. One of the best I've ever seen."

  "Some men think I'm too big. Or muscular. Or curvy."

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sp; "Fuck, not me. I'd let you step on my neck and crush my dick between your thighs." He growls and nibbles on my earlobe, thrusting his cock up towards my lower back, its hardness already coming back to life. "I want to watch your cheeks move as I slide my cock between them. To fuck your pussy with you bent over... to feel you get wet when I slap your ass."

  I moan, then turn towards the sink counter and brace my hands against it, spreading my legs and wriggling my hips back and forth. "Show me, Jasper. Fuck me from behind. I want to feel your cock inside me again."

  "Gladly."

  We're both slick with his cum, so he slides in easily, his hands grabbing my hips as he adjusts my body to the right position. I gasp at how deep his cock goes, not knowing how much of it is his power and how much is the angle we're in. My breasts sway as I lean forward over the sink, staring up into the mirror above it at my own reflection, and his body behind me.

  His hair is turning silver, now white, as his arousal grows inside my wetness. It feels amazing to have him inside me. And based on the slack expression in his mouth, the way his fingers dig harder and harder into my hips by the second, he's enjoying himself.

  "Fuck, Mora." He grunts as he bottoms out inside me, pulls himself almost completely back, then fucks back in again, his cock swelling. "Your ass. It's amazing. These tits." He grabs them with his hands, curving over my back, panting and grunting with every thrust. "What a body. I'd fuck you all day, every day if I could. My cock is so hard... fuck, you feel great."

  I moan as his cock head presses up against my G spot, as his thick cock lengthens and pushes on my insides, its base swollen. Reaching around, he pushes his thumb against my clit and works at it with his wild thrusts.

  The sound of our bodies hitting each other as I lean over the sink, panting and moaning, must be loud enough for the whole med-bay to hear. But I don't care. Grinding down on Jasper's thumb, I raise up onto my toes, letting him into my body as deep as he'll go.

  His mouth descends on my neck and he sucks on my skin as he pummels into me. My hair spills over my naked body, and he grabs hold, twisting and yanking my head back. I squeal as his thumb forces my orgasm from me, along with his impossibly skilled cock moving in me. My vision blacks out and my pussy clamps on his swollen shaft, holding it in me, waves of pleasure squeezing me tight.

  "Ooohhhh, oh fuck." I gasp and moan, twisting on him. He tugs on my hair and grunts as he thrusts as deep inside me as he can, one hand cupping my full and tender breasts, the other rubbing fast and hard on my clit. "Jasper, fuck!"

  "That's it, Mora. Keep coming."

  A cry of pleasure, part pain, leaves my body as he makes my orgasm go on and on. Waves and waves of it, far longer than I've ever come before. His cock moves in and out of me a few inches with each thrust, my body tightly clenching around it, his swollen arousal clear.

  Then an agonized, wrenching moan leaves his lips, his hair a shock of white. As his tattoos swirl and convalesce, he spills his cum inside me, mouth trailing a wet kiss down my neck. I gasp at the taste of him, completely different this time: roses and sharply floral perfume, bedsheets damp with sweat and shared lust. His power flows into me as his swollen cock head, buried deep in my body, releases itself.

  We pant and moan together as my body comes down from the high waves of orgasm. He pulls his shaft halfway out, slams it back in, and grunts as the last of his seed is drained from him. But based on the spark in his eyes, he's not done—not nearly.

  I've never been fucked like this before. Swallowing, I meet his eyes, which are now an icy white-blue, and admit, "That was fucking amazing."

  "Not even halfway there, Mora." He grabs both my nipples and tugs at them until I gasp, voice high-pitched. "I haven't heard you squeal yet."

  I smirk at him. "Will squealing make this end? Because if that's the case, maybe I shouldn't do it at all."

  "Oh, you won't be able to help yourself." He chuckles, pulling his cock out of me, then grabs my breasts and squeezes them together. "Last time you jerked me off inside your top. It was fucking hot. I want to do it again. Get down on your knees at the edge of the bed. I want to fuck those tits again."

  A little thrill of pleasure goes through me. I've always loved my body, its curves and excesses, how it spills from certain clothes. But some of the lesser mortal men I've slept with have mocked parts of it—either insisted it must be fake, or acted like my body's godlike shapeliness made them lesser men. The fact that it turns Jasper on, that the fullness of my breasts is something he wants, makes fucking him that much better.

  Of course he's not the first man to appreciate me. But he does have a certain appeal, given the things his body does when he's turned on. As he sits at the edge of the exam table, his legs spread with his bare cock between his thighs, I kneel in front of him and take his softened shaft in one hand.

  "You've gotten so dirty," I murmur, flicking my eyes up to meet his. They're a dark violet-purple now, his hair a strange fiery red. He reaches out to press a thumb against my lips and I lick his salty skin. "I'm going to clean you up, then fuck your cock on my breasts."

  Jasper's shaft twitches in my hands at these words. "Fuck, you're great."

  Leaning forward, I lick the underside of his dick with the flat of my tongue. He's covered in cum, which even now drips out of my entrance and slicks my lower lips, which are aching and spent from so many orgasms. Slowly and delicately, I lick the mess of our sex off Jasper, enjoying the taste of him, how it sends little thrills of his life force through me. He even twitches a little towards hardness.

  If I'd known all along that male godbloods all had this great of a sex drive, with such impossible refractory periods, maybe I wouldn't have spent so much time on Earth being so hungry. But the mortal men I screwed never compared, and Aleksander... well, we rarely got enough alone time to really explore the limits of our godblood bodies. Now that I know, it's hard to imagine going back to random mortal hookups at bars.

  Soon Jasper's cock is clean and half-hard in my grip. Raising up on my knees, I slide his shaft between my tits and push them together. He moans, mouth a slack O, watching me. As I slide up and down, he reaches out to grab the back of my head and tilts my mouth down.

  "That's it," he says, his shaft hardening and lengthening, the uncut cock head bobbing towards my mouth. I open my lips and he sighs as the flared tip pushes against them. "I want to paint your mouth with cum."

  I murmur my assent, pleasure sparking between my thighs. Bouncing up and down, I hold my breasts together, his cock slicking them with precum. Soon he's moaning, his hips twisting and canting, thrusting up and down.

  All I have to do is lean down, close my lips around the head, and suck as I jerk at him. He gasps in delight. My nipples swell, and he grabs them, a tiny bit of cum spurting out of his cock.

  "Not yet," he says though, stopping himself. "I want those tits of yours to be slick and filthy with precum. Bounce them on me... yeah, that's right."

  His shaft seems to be impossibly long, moving through my breasts and jerking towards my mouth. I moan as I slide up and down on it, as he thrusts up and down. Jasper's pleasure is clear. Grabbing my breasts, he squeezes them around himself and moans, holding them together.

  So I free one of my hands, reach down towards my throbbing pussy, and start to thrust my fingers inside me. As a little tremble goes through me, Jasper grunts, thrusts up towards my mouth, and pushes the back of my head down. His cock head jerks and spills inside me, my breasts pushes around the shaft, his face full of pleasure.

  "Those tits... fuck, Mora. That's it, suck on it. Swallow my cum."

  I suck on his cock and draw the cum to the back of my mouth, swallowing as I twist my fingers up inside my body, enjoying the taste of him. His life force surges up into me too. This third round, it's sweet like dessert, reminding me of a cupcake with too much icing on it. I close my eyes and draw his cock head further into my mouth, feeling it swell and come inside me more.

  "Fuck, not again." Jasper groans and jerks
at my hair until my mouth leaves his cock, smirking down at me. "I won't get hard in your mouth after already coming in it. I want to save this round for you. Your turn up on the table."

  Pulling my fingers out of my entrance, I shiver a little as I stand up, and he slides his hands up under me to support me. Our eyes meet, and he kisses me, a surprisingly gentle passion in his mouth. We both taste like sex and godblood pleasure. As Jasper pushes me up onto the exam table, I start to wonder what this round will be like—and then he drops down to his knees between my thighs.

  Pushing my legs wide, he tells me, "It's not just my cock that does amazing things. If you'd come to me sooner, joined my training sessions, you would've seen. Now I'll show you."

  I lick my lips, wriggling my hips down until my puss is bared to him. "Sounds amazing."

  "It is," he assures me confidently. "If my cock fucking your tits made you hot, just wait until you feel my tongue inside you. Now lean back, play with those hot little nipples of yours, and get ready to come louder than you ever have before."

  I expect Jasper to warm up to it, to taste me with his tongue and mouth, trailing kisses up my thighs. But he just pushes my legs wide, reaches around to support my lower back, and dives at me with his mouth open. I gasp as his lips hit my skin, then lean back and whimper when his tongue connect with my clit.

  It doesn't feel like a mortal tongue.

  And surely it isn't. As the tip of it swirls around my clit and sucks, I moan, throwing my legs over his shoulders and leaning back on his hands. My eyes flutter closed, and I grab my own nipples, playing with them as he instructed. After so many orgasms they feel tender and aroused to the touch, their peaks high, the flesh around them aroused.

  First Jasper's tongue circles my clit and sucks on it. Then somehow it lengthens, and while still on my clit, dives inside my wet entrance. I moan, then shiver, then whimper and clamp down around his head with my thighs. Just like his cock moved and swelled within me, his tongue moves, crooking up towards the front of my pussy and pulsing against me. At the same time he sucks with his lips and pushes the base of his tongue on my clit until I feel like I'm being fucked in a way I never have before.