Wed to the Wild God (Aspect and Anchor)

God, is this how it feels to be a man? No wonder they strut so much, even with all that shit dangling between their legs.

On a whim, I reach underneath him and grip his cock as I push deep. Kassam growls again, and his body clenches up underneath mine. Oh, he likes that. I keep my hand on his cock, my fingers loose as I continue to snap my hips, fucking him with the strap-on, and the movements cause his cock to shuttle in and out of my grasp.

"Carly," he snarls, thrusting back against me. "Carly!"

"Are you going to come for me?" I coo, moving my slick hand harder over his cock, squeezing as I do.

Kassam lets out a ragged groan, and then his big body shudders. An unearthly sound rips out of him, and hot cum spurts on my hand as I work him with my fist. He comes so hard that his body quakes, and overhead, the trees tremble just as violently as my lover does.

Something hard the size of an apple hits me atop the head, and I yelp, pulling back and shielding my head. It's…an acorn. An acorn the size of an orange. I stare up at the trees, and they're all ridiculously overgrown, the nuts hanging from above massive. Kassam must have let out an intense surge of magic as he came, and I giggle wildly at the realization. "Your powers…"

He just lets out a happy groan.

Chuckling, I ease off of him and pride myself on the fact that I only gave his ass one more loving slap. Then I remove my toy, rub Kassam down with a fresh, mossy hand towel, and remove the blindfold. He's got a sated look on his sweaty face that pleases me greatly, and I offer him a drink of water. "Wanna snuggle?"

He ignores the water and pulls me down next to him, blissful. "You know I need no water. Just you. All I need is you."

I wrap my arms around him, tucking his face against my tits. Holding him close, I let my fingers drift over his back as the minutes pass and we drowse under the now-thicker-than-ever trees. He's still got a bit of oil clinging to his skin, but I like the scent of it. I'm proud of myself as I wait all of a good five minutes before I ask, "So how'd I do?"

"You will never be able to fuck for hours," he tells me, languidly thumbing one of my nipples and watching it harden. "But your enthusiasm was delicious. That was quite enjoyable."

"You didn't think it was weird that I fucked you?" I ask, because I want to be sure.

Kassam runs his hand down my stomach, caressing. One of the good things about him being a god is that his recovery time is practically nil. The man has supernatural stamina. "Why would I think it is weird? I am proud that you are so creative and take our games so seriously." The look he gives me is downright mischievous. "And I will have to think of a suitable way to one-up you for our next date."

"Just no animal stuff," I tell him. "The tree was weirdly hot, but I draw the line at animals."

He shrugs, then slides a hand between my thighs. "Did you enjoy it?" The moment his fingers touch my sopping folds, he gives a rumble of pleasure. "Ah, yes, yes you did. My sweet little deviant light." He lifts his head and gives me another teasing look before slipping down my body and settling his shoulders between my thighs. "Such a fucking deserves a reward."

"You just want an excuse to lick my pussy," I say as I obediently spread my legs apart.

"I need no excuse." His tongue drags over the seam of my folds, sending an arching tremor through my body. "This cunt is mine. I will lick it and tease it as I please. And since you were such a clever wife today, I feel it deserves a lot of pleasing." He lowers his head, and then his wicked, wicked tongue seeks out my clit.

My legs jerk, and I settle them in their favorite place—over his shoulders. I moan, settling my hands in his hair. "We'll…have to practice…" I tell him between gasps. "So I can get good at fucking you. And then you can reward me like this." His tongue moves fiercely against my clit, and then he sucks on it, his mouth fierce and full of purpose. "Oh, okay, wow, that feels really…amazing." I arch, quivering as he does this tickling thing with his tongue that makes me wild. "I must have been a really fucking good girl."

"You were incredible, little light."

"I need practice," I pant.

"Lucky for you, we have all the time in the world." And with a wicked smile, he dives back between my thighs again.