by Marie Harte
“Baby, I’m going to make your little pretty pussy my altar, and I’m going to pay it homage hourly.”
“Holy Hecate, Aeros…”
Nodding to her to hurry up, he gripped the headboard hard as she straddled him. He groaned, and his erection pressed hard against her butt. It was amazing, almost as amazing as him over her, rubbing her just right, before the searing pain, that was.
“Easy, Aeros. Can you do this?”
He had his eyes squeezed tight, holding his breath. Could he? Maybe he didn’t have to? Maybe she could make his parts her altar, too. The idea took shape as she rubbed her face to his and felt him shiver.
“I got it. I can control this.”
“Uh-uh-uh, I’m in charge here, Sparkie, you just hold on.”
Finishing the last knot, she kissed his cheek. He chuckled at her nickname but tested the bonds as soon as she moved back to meet his eyes.
“Tell me to do something.”
“What?” Tilting her head, she didn’t follow, then it hit her again. The pendant. “Lean forward and kiss me.”
He did, but she sensed he did it because he wanted to. It didn’t matter—her desire, already stroked high, had hit a slow burn that had her wiggling to get closer to him. He felt so hot, so hard, and so silky smooth against her—except where his chest hair tickled her. Pressing closer, she rocked on his thick erection, sinking into him and his mouth. So delicious. He tasted spicy, sweet, and she wanted more. But not now, not yet. She didn’t want to rush this. She wanted to give him everything.
Lifting up made him groan and strain with the bonds. He panted. His eyes were heavy lidded, his handsome face flushed. She’d left his lips slightly wet, the little bit of fuller bottom lip so sexy she sucked it into her mouth before letting him go. He shifted upward, trying to reach her mouth again.
“Ah, ah.”
“Tabithia, are you—? Did I hurt you?”
The question, so laced with concern, had her pausing. His expression was torn. He really didn’t want to hurt her.
“It hurt at first, but…maybe it would have been okay if I’d been more patient.”
He nodded. “I will be so slow next time you’ll be begging me to hurry.”
She laughed, running her fingers through his hair, and watched his happy expression. “You’re too much.”
He raised his hips, bumping her up his body and rubbing his cock along her inner thigh. “Mmm, just more to pleasure you with, baby.”
Oh. Gods. That was sexy. “Behave. I want to—”
“Yes, hurry. I know. Hurry, though.”
She laughed and wiggled her butt against his erection just to hear him groan. He did. And shot her such a hot look she knew she wasn’t going to last long.
“So hard, big guy. I love all your muscles.”
He tensed under her. He liked her compliment. She smiled and swept her palms over his shoulders, her eyes trapped by the wonder of his skin. He felt so solid, so good. She explored his chest, running her hands over his pectorals until she reached the discs of his brown nipples. Unable to resist, she leant forward and licked the flesh there. Something powerful filled her when he groaned and bucked. She did this to him.
“Mmm, so good. You taste good.”
He tasted salty. His skin was smooth and warm. The bud tightened under her exploring tongue. She nipped it lightly and watched him throw his head back and groan loudly. Not ignoring the other, she found it with her fingers and rubbed circles with her thumb. He bucked up again, straining in his bonds, and called her name in a desperate-sounding voice. ‘Tabithia, baby’.
She loved it.
And she could tell he loved it too. He wanted this, her in control. She was going to give him more—much, much more.
“Have you ever had a woman take you with her mouth, Aeros?”
Trying not to feel jealousy, she waited for his response. He was ancient, but still something inside hoped he’d not let another do such an intimate thing to him. For her, it was the ultimate of intimate things anyone could do. She couldn’t understand mortals and immortals who gave each other this pleasure with no thought. Aeros was hers—she’d decided that the moment he’d lost his temper with her and she’d fought back. He fitted her. She’d try her hardest to be worthy of him. And this? Giving him this was a dream coming true for her, a pleasure she’d never give another.
“No, I’ve never… It just… I… Tabithia, I don’t think you should… I mean…”
“You want it.” Feeling bold, she let her hand wander down his tight stomach until she reached the base of his erection. Her heart nearly burst with excitement when her fingers couldn’t grip his girth completely.
“I…fuck, yes, but baby, a man, he can’t… I mean, I can’t be sure I can control…and your mouth. It’s too much.”
He made that sound so final. But she heard the desire in his argument, his hidden fantasies. The liar wanted it. He’d not lied about others. He’d not had a woman love him this way.
“No, it’s not. I want to. You don’t have to control yourself. I’ll control you. Let’s just see…shall we?”
Not exactly sure what to do with him now she had him, she slid her fist up to the tip of his erection and scooted back to straddle his legs. “Move down.”
He was panting, groaning softly just from her caressing him. Watching his dark eyes, she gripped him with both hands and moved them down his cock. She was surprised at how silky his hard flesh felt. The muscle under his smooth skin was steel, though, and rigid, creating a deep ache between her thighs. Not from where he’d barely entered, but deeper, making her need to feel him again, but this time rubbing her where she needed him most. Deep and firmly stroking.
The slit along the rounded head wetted her hand. As she watched, a pearly drop of wetness beaded there before it dripped down his shaft. Her mouth watered.
Above her, Aeros was almost continually groaning. But when she could drag her eyes off his erection, she saw he watched her almost desperately.
“Gods, gods, gods, I’m gonna come if you keep that up, baby. Feels so damn good.”
Realising she’d been stroking him in time to her own need, she leant forward and licked the velvet tip, tasting Aeros for the first time. Sucking the flared hood, she clenched her thighs together at the first feel of his hot flesh against her tongue. He moaned long and low, while, under her, every muscle in his body turned harder than granite.
“Tabithia, enough, gods, I’m goin’ to come.”
She didn’t stop. Instead, she opened her mouth wide and tried to slide down his thick length. He tensed, and his flesh grew bigger. But when she didn’t stop but instead began sliding up and down the shaft, he slowly began to rock his hips, ever so slightly, up to meet her mouth. Spicy and hot, his flesh felt so perfect she suckled and felt a thrill when his groans grew louder. He began telling her how beautiful she was, how perfect she felt, how hot she made him, all the while edging his hips up to meet her with more and more abandon. It felt so exciting she was close to climax.
“Gods, you’re going to make me come, good girl. So damn good. Feels so good, can’t last… Gods, baby, don’t stop now.”
She didn’t. Instead, she tightened her hands and sucked him harder, rubbing her tongue and her lips under the hood when he gasped for breath. He cried out her name as she tried to take as much as possible in her mouth. When she cupped his heavy sac, he shifted a leg up between hers, and he stroked her mound with his thick thigh. She ground down, seeking relief from the ache. He bucked up and cursed, but did it again, pressing his muscled leg against her in a rhythm that matched her sucking.
He shouted her name, and his flesh flexed and swelled. She took him as far as his girth would allow, taking the rest in her fists and stroking hard.
“Tabithia! Coming, coming, baby!”
The first burst was so strong it shot down her throat. The second she swallowed eagerly, overheated and out of control as he groaned her name and repeated his praises as he kept jerking under
her until he finally collapsed back on the bed.
She sucked on the head, enjoying his flavour. The round head fitted her mouth perfectly, she thought. Slowly, she licked along the thick crown and placed a kiss to the slit.
“Sweet gods, Tabithia, never stop giving me that. Now get that ass up here. I want to taste you.”
Shocked at his orders, she sat up to stare at him. Flushed, he looked more like a lazy lion just finishing off an elk than a fierce Spartan.
“Tabithia…” Feelings she wasn’t sure she wanted to see flooded his expression. “Come here.”
She crawled up his thighs and settled on his hips to meet his eyes. Not an ounce of anything but happiness showed on his face. Something more as well, but she swallowed past the pain of such a look being bestowed on her.
“It’s my turn.”
“Not yet,” she whispered.
“Not yet?”
“I want us to make love like this,” she murmured and ducked her head to brush a hot kiss to his jaw. She rose back up before he could claim her lips and smiled down at him.
Grimacing he shook his head. “I won’t lose control. I won’t hurt you again.”
“I know, I do, I just…”
“Trust me, show me you trust me. Let me make love to you. Now.”
Something in his eyes had her murmuring the spell to release the knots in his ties. He immediately lowered his arms and brought them around her. His warmth seeped into her. He held her gently, not saying a word, simply embracing her. It was difficult. She hadn’t expected such a thing, and didn’t want him to, but she didn’t want him to stop, either.
“I can’t explain how good that felt, not with words, but I can show you, if you’ll trust me.”
His heartbeat increased, and she felt hers speeding up to the pace he set. Could she trust him? The safety net of the pendant was gone. The time to take this chance was here, but what if he didn’t like her? Or thought once he was making love to her that she was disgusting? Images from her captivity tried to surface but Aeros chose that moment to caress her back and whisper how beautiful she was in her ear.
“I trust you.”
He paused in mid stroke and pulled her closer. Between them, his body was hard again, never having gone down. He didn’t move to do anything about his obvious arousal. Instead, he soothed her back from her nape to right above her bottom and up again. Over and over.
“I’ve wanted to hold you like this forever.”
She smiled. He’d not known her forever, but she liked the sound of his voice, and his thoughts.
“I’m going to lay you down, Tabithia. Now, if anything I do alarms you, simply tell me, or, if you can’t, hit me. Anything, but don’t let me upset you or harm you.”
He met her eyes and held them until she nodded.
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to start where you just ended. Right at my new altar.” His big hand dipped down in front of her, and, before she could stop him, he’d sunk two fingers between her thighs.
Heat flushed her face. He’d know she was wet now. Would he be disgusted? Turn her away? Steeling herself, she let her hair fall over her face to hide her shame.
“Gods, do you know how damn happy it makes me to find you so wet for me? I goddamn love how wet you get for me.”
What? Gods, if she was embarrassed before, now she was…
Slipping those fingers up, he touched a spot that had her moaning and arching into his hand for more.
“That’s it. Such a good girl. Give me more. Show me how to please you.” Not waiting, he rubbed a spot that had her sucking in air. It felt so good. He knew exactly where to touch to drive her wild. Trusting him a bit more, she dug her nails into his shoulders and rubbed her hips forward over his fingers, loving the feel of his erection pressing up against her bottom.
“That’s it, so good. I’m going to taste you now, baby.” Without warning, she found herself on her back, Aeros’ shoulders holding her legs open, and his mouth suddenly at her pussy. She held her breath and waited, wanting this so badly but afraid he’d be disgusted and turn away.
He didn’t. He groaned again, that sound he made when he was fighting his own desires. Then, without warning, he gripped her inner thighs, and she felt his fingers spread her lips a second before his mouth and tongue landed on her sensitive flesh.
Pleasure. Such pleasure. He didn’t make her worry about him being disgusted or him not knowing what to do. Aeros found her centre, slid a finger inside, and had her bordering on a climax within seconds. Then he kept her there, near enough but not falling while he sucked and licked and rolled her flesh between his lips.
“Aeros!”
Her cry must have turned him on even more because he groaned, licking her a bit harder, hard enough that she felt a small burst of pleasure before she was sliding into the most powerful orgasm of her life. Light blossomed behind her eyes, and all she could do was shudder under him, moaning louder and louder as the climax went on and on.
When it began to slow, he thrust two fingers deep, turning and pressing them while his mouth and tongue drove her insane.
“Oh, oh, oh gods, Aeros!”
Starting to pump harder he rose above her. He was magnificent. Sweat beaded his bronze body and highlighted the muscles of his chest and shoulders. His hair was damp, the longer bangs shifting over his forehead and making her itch to push it back. His dark gaze shifted from where he thrust deep and hard, to her face, her breasts, her eyes.
“Gods, you’re so beautiful. Come for me. Like this, come for me, then I’ll make love to you.”
His erection jerked at his words, and she reached for it, trying to stroke him, but he held her down, not painfully but with pleasure. Twisting his wrist, he managed to rub his thumb on her clit, and she exploded, tightening around his fingers and jerking her thighs around him as another climax rippled through her and sent her spiralling out of control.
She barely felt him slipping free or positioning his body between her thighs. She was exhausted from coming but exhilarated for more. Him. All of this. His body lowered over hers and the brush of skin on skin drove her wild. Inside she ached, and felt so empty. Aeros would fill her, ease the ache, she knew.
“So damn beautiful. Gods, you make me so damn happy. So damn hard, too. Tell me if I am too…”
“Big?”
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t. I’ll tell you.” She might tell him. This was different than giving herself pain. This was being under a man while he was ready to mount and pound with something that certainly felt huge.
Groaning softly, he wedged himself at her entrance and slid forward until he felt resistance. He was big. She wiggled under him but he clamped down on her waist.
“Don’t, gods above, don’t do that.” He sounded desperate.
“I was trying to help.” She couldn’t help the grin, but when he rested his head next to hers, she kissed his sweaty neck.
“Don’t try to help, baby. Gods.”
He shoved forward a bit when he spoke, and she sucked in a breath. Rising up on his arms, he bent his head and kissed her. His lips sparked the flames that were already high into an inferno.
Sliding out, he pressed forward again, this time the thickness of his erection spreading her wider. She angled up to meet him on his next pass. With a groan, he managed more, this time the pain hardly noticeable because the mounting pleasure eclipsed everything but him, them, this joining of body to body.
“Don’t stop. More, Aeros. More.”
“Fuck.”
He slid back with a grunted thrust that had her holding her breath at how good it felt. She nearly climaxed when he ground his hips down and pressed against her hard, shoving himself even further against her.
“That’s it. That’s what you need. Fuck, yes, Tabithia, come for me.”
“Aeros, oh God.”
He set a rhythm that had her crying his name. Pleasure was building higher than before. If
she’d thought she’d already experienced pleasure, now she knew what he was doing to her was going to make her lose her mind. She’d never be able to live without this. This man. This contact.
He thrust in harder, his pelvis rubbing her clit, then jammed himself at the end of his pass, pressing tight for a moment before out and in again. Each time he lunged forward had her that much closer to something huge. His powerful, muscled thighs began smacking against her, and her pleasure climbed higher.
“Not hurting?” he asked breathlessly.
“Gods, no, good. Just like that.”
“Fuck, yes, baby, anything, anything.”
He growled against her lips, then kissed her. His mouth was fevered, anxious and demanding all at once, his kiss so hot it felt like he blistered her mouth. His erection swelled, growing stiffer and thicker inside her. Each hard pass seemed to hit her in places that tingled into awareness and shivered up her spine with pleasure. With an impatient grunt, he shifted her hips, making her part her legs even wider while he held her in place with his bigger body. One hand gripped her thigh, holding it up tightly while his other hand caressed down her back.
She could not take any more. He wasn’t letting her move. His lips sent her into overload, his hands so gentle, his body so hot and slick with sweat they glided along each other.
Her climax hit hard. Her head fell back on the bed and she gasped his name over and over. Pleasure so deep it spun her out of the room and up to the stars hit and she dug her nails into his firm muscles to hold onto something. Her sheath tightened down on his thick flesh, squeezing it as ripple after ripple of pleasure raced up her body and through her until her toes curled.
With a shout, Aeros surged forward, harder and harder until he gasped. “Coming, baby, coming for you, gods, yes!”
She felt it then. The hot flood of his seed washing into her, filling her with such pleasure she nearly blacked out. It was too wonderful, too incredible to stop. Still trembling, she pulled him close, pressing kisses to his soft skin while he shuddered.
Finally spent, he collapsed on his arms, pressing a breathless kiss to her shoulder and arm. “I didn’t hurt you?”