"Name it," Seth says immediately.
"If we work with you, I promised my little light that she would not be harmed." He presses a kiss against the side of my face, caressing my neck with one big hand. "I need you to make the same promise."
The other god shrugs. "Why do you care if a single human lives or dies? They are nothing to us."
I tense, but Kassam takes that moment to thrust deep again, distracting me. He pushes me forward once more, until I'm forced to brace my hands on his knees again. "Ride me, wench."
"I hate you," I grit out, even as I do as he says. How can I not? I'm so close to coming again that I want to scream with the unbearable tension in my body.
He laughs, gripping my hips as he works me over his cock. "Look at how delightful she is," he says to Seth. "I have her perfectly trained. Why would I wish to find another?"
"If you say so," Seth says, and he sounds bored. "So, do you agree to work with me?"
"Do you agree to keep her safe?" Kassam has a smile in his voice, even though I can't see his face. "I know how a trickster works, my friend. I may be new to this world, but I am not new to the machinations of our kind."
Seth laughs again, harder this time. "Very well. I promise to keep your little plaything from harm in exchange for you helping me cross over to your world. We will work together for something we both want."
"Excellent." His hips surge, making me gasp. "Give me a few minutes to finish her off and we'll discuss our plans. She's flagging a bit."
"Take your time," Seth drawls. "I'm not going anywhere."
Like I'm a doll, Kassam pulls me off his cock and slides my skirts down over my hips again. I hate the needy whine that escapes me when he puts me on my feet, and I wobble, barely able to stand. My body is throbbing, and even though I squint to focus, to try and concentrate, I can't think of anything but how badly I need yet another orgasm. I'm so damn close. But Kassam gets to his feet, slipping his cock back into his sweatpants, and then takes my hand. He leads me into the bedroom and I practically shiver with delight at the realization. I don't even look back at Seth, because my focus is entirely on Kassam. Kassam and his glorious body, Kassam and his impressive, wonderful cock. Kassam and—
He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me in between his legs, nipping at my throat. "You did an excellent job, little light," he whispers. "You made him think you are mindless with lust."
"I am," I hiss at him, even as I bury my hands in his hair and drag him forward, pressing his face to my breasts. "I am so fucking turned on right now that I can't think straight. I'm going to be really mad at you later, but right now—"
"I know. Right now, you would like for me to give you what you want." He brushes his mouth over my nipple. "Do you want it hard and fast, or slow and easy?"
Oh fuck, like I even have a choice at this point. "Hard. Fast." I grab two handfuls of his hair. "Condom."
He looks up at me, all laughing silver eyes. "Do you not feel that hare is out of the trap? But very well." He grabs one from the nightstand and tears the packet open with his teeth, as if he has done this all his life. "I will do as you please. Get on the bed."
I need no further urging. Eager, I crawl forward on hands and knees, hiking the skirts of my long sundress up so I don't trip on them. "Do you need help figuring out how to put on a condom?"
Kassam laughs. "Oh, my little light. As I have said before, I am not new to anything mortals can think up."
"Says the man who wanted to eat a bottle of ketchup," I grumble, but I obediently spread my thighs apart, my pussy clenching with need. God, I am so freaking aroused. How is it that I've come so many times in the last hour and yet I want to come again so badly that my mind feels wrecked with the need of it?
Kassam's weight presses against the side of the bed and I tremble with anticipation. He flips my skirt up and then presses his cock against the entrance to my core. Pushes in just a little, and stars float behind my eyes.
And then waits.
I growl in frustration, arching my spine and pushing back against him.
He laughs at my hungry actions, and then his hands go to my hips and he thrusts deep. I howl with pleasure at being filled again, my hands fisting on the blankets. This time, there's no languid motions, no teasing thrusts. He anchors his hands on my sides and drives into me with single-minded focus, and within minutes, I'm coming so hard that I'm crying, biting down on my blanket as he hammers into me. God, it's so good, even the tenth orgasm in, it's incredible. He smacks my ass with one big hand, making me yelp, and then he's coming too, his thrusts growing ragged and deeper, his movements slowing.