Chapter Ten

Aliana’s POV

Dikaios kissed me again, slower this time. Savoring instead of devouring. His hands moved down my body as if memorizing every dip and curve. Making me feel worshiped rather than possessed. Igniting sparks that raced across my skin, like sparks that deliriously electrocuted my flesh. Every caress unraveled me further, every whispered word in that deep, shadow-wrapped voice drawing me deeper into his orbit until there was no thought left but him…

And I loved every second of it!

I clung to him, trembling with the inferno he’d awoken inside me. My body arched into his touch, desperate and hungry for him, although I didn’t know how to name what I was feeling. All I knew was that when his lips teased down my collarbone, fire licked through my veins. When his hands framed my waist, grounding me against the sheets, I felt as though I were falling and flying at once.

He moved lower, spreading my legs as he nuzzled between them. My heart fluttered, nerves and excitement. A whimper left my lips as the first whispers of his breath fanned my sex. He kissed my thighs, nipping at the nerves which had my whole body twitching.

Suddenly, I felt something rough and textured press against my folds. His tongue, I realized, just before the warm, wet stroke sent my body shivering in ecstasy!

OH FUCK!

He sucked and lapped at my pussy, paying special attention to my clit. Overheated and swollen, it was already sensitive before his onslaught.

He didn’t let up!

I moaned and arched beneath him, fearing that I might die from pleasure. My fingers found his hair and soon twisted around something hard and unrelenting. His horns! Perfect to hold on to as he dipped his tongue into my opening, sucking as if he was sipping ambrosia.

“Ah, Dikaios!” I cried, gripping his horns as I pushed my pussy further into his mouth.

“You’re so sweet, little girl,” he growled, his words vibrating against my skin. I was in two minds to tell him to stop calling me that--- but then I felt two fat digits slip into my soaking cunt, and my mind was thoroughly trashed.

My back arched as fingers curved, teasing and taunting my G-spot. He continued to nip and suck at my clit, and I could feel my climax closing in fast. I was teetering on the precipice of the abyss, the pleasure building inside of me like a volcano ready to blow.

But he was holding back, shifting between one and the other, giving me no reprieve. Just when I was about to explode, he shifted his touch ever so slightly, putting out one fire just to start a new one…

And fuck me, I think he was enjoying it!

Scratch that…

I KNEW he was loving it!

“Please!” I panted, gripping his horns as if they were my lifeline. “Please, I need to---!”

“Yes,” he cut me off, his voice gruff and heavy with need. “Beg me some more, little girl! Beg for me to give you your relief.”

“You’re a fucking asshole--- FUCK!” I screeched when he punished me for my insubordination. And by punishment, I mean that the bastard roughly pulled out his fingers, and then inserted them again, soothing the sting he’d caused.

“Beg, little girl,” he teased once more, his tongue pressed against my clit for a brief second before she spoke again: “Let the world know who’s giving you pleasure.”

I wasn’t going to!

I seriously wasn’t, I swear! But as my snack cabinet would bear witness, I was a weak-willed woman! So after a few failed attempts to find that pleasure on my own, a pathetic whimper escaped my lips in pure frustration…

“Please, Dikaios,” I begged, my body burning and the need to come so intense, it felt like a fever pitch. “Please! Let me come! I fucking need it!”

I didn’t know what else to do – or what to say!

So I prayed...

“Dikaios!”

My body exploded with the power of a million fireworks. A wave of euphoria washed over me, the inferno that had been held inside finally burst free and filled every fiber in my body with the sweetest release. I cried out his name again and again, lost to a pleasure so fierce it left me shaking on the bed.

But he didn’t give my body any time to recover…

Lost in a trance I never wanted to come out of, I felt the horned god crawl up my body. The look in his eyes was dark and blazing, tender and feral all at once. It was something I knew I would never forget...

His lips hovered over mine for a split second before he claimed them as his own. I could taste my own juices on him, but it didn’t turn me off.

Strangely, I found it incredibly sexy...

“I’ll be gentle,” he whispered against my lips, and I could feel his cock lined up with my soaked entrance. “Tell me if I hurt you. I want this to be good for you, my little one.”

“Stop calling me little,” I chided, his words barely registered. All I could think about was how achingly empty my pussy suddenly felt without him filling me up. And if what I’d felt before had been any indication, his shaft would more than suffice...

He grinned against my skin, kissing my lips, my temple, and at last sucked on the pulse throbbing at my neck. I felt his rod slip in a little further, the burn from the stretch delicious and painful all at once.

But this god had a trick or two up his naked sleeve…

His hand reached down, and while I wasn’t big in that area, he masterfully cupped my breast, pinching my nipple and sending currents of electricity straight to my clit. I cried out his name once more, my legs wrapping around his calves of their own accord.

“Little one,” the beast growled, all while my fingers dug into his broad shoulders. “I only have so much restraint. And I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Fuck restraint,” I complained, my voice whining and breath coming in shallow gasps. “Please! I need you!”

I arched my back a little more, feeling more of him slipping inside. Unfortunately, he was as big as I’d predicted, and the burn became almost unbearable. Still, I didn’t want to stop. I wanted more! Hell, I felt like a wanton slut, but I didn’t care!

“You’re testing my limits,” Dikaios groaned. But despite that, he remained in control, moving forward inch by agonizing inch. Finally, after what felt like hours but had only been a couple of seconds, he was fully sheathed inside of me, my vaginal walls pulsing around him.

He was definitely huge!

“You feel so good,” he murmured, his voice strained but overflowing with a satisfied confidence that felt like a warm caress. “Every inch of you is perfect. Every inch made for me!”

“You talk too much,” I sighed, slowly getting used to his girth – and feeling my body burn with that same flame that had sparked an inferno before.

And I wanted to burn!

“Made for me,” he whispered, and let out a soft chuckle. I wondered if I should ask him what that meant, but I never got that far. He finally moved above me. At first, there was no rush in him, forcing me to bend to his will alone. I met each of his thrusts, feeling myself once more falling and flying all at once. My body burned and---

I surrendered!

He took over, and true to his word, he fucked me like there was no tomorrow. There was no telling where I ended and he began. The fire inside me flared again, higher and hotter than before. The feeling of his shaft filling me endlessly, consuming me until I was lost in it.

I came once more, screaming his name!

The release made me feel as if the world had shattered into starlight, leaving me trembling and gasping for air. Hot jets of cum spilled into my hole, filling me up until I felt it drip down my thigh as well.

Utterly spent!

That was the only word that could describe my current state. Hell, when he pulled me into his chest, I didn’t even protest. His strong arms wrapped around me, and my head rested effortlessly on his chest, his heartbeat thundering under my ear. Before long, I drifted into sleep, surrounded by his warmth. Dizzy and utterly undone from our lovemaking...

Just before sleep claimed me, I heard him whisper against my hair.

“You’re mine now, little girl,” he breathed, voice rough with something that almost sounded like wonder.

“My muse!”