14. Sett
Sett
H e looked devastated.
Devastated and heartbroken.
And all I wanted to do was hold him there until the end of the world whispering sweet comforts in his ear.
“You know? What do you mean you know?”
As hard as it was, I let him go. Just enough to look him in the eyes but even that was torture after what he’d just admitted and how broken he seemed because of it.
“My sand magic. It helps me see through deception, whether human or magical.”
He grimaced. “De—deception? You mean, you knew? All this time you knew what I was doing?”
I immediately wished I could take it back. His eyes bulged, fresh tears wetting his cheeks, his lips quivering.
“I did.” I tried to smile, to offer some reassurance but I couldn’t move.
“Oh my god. You must hate me so much.”
“I don’t.” It was hard to breathe. So hard when Drew was falling apart right in front of me.
“How? I hate myself. How could you not? I deceived you. I tricked you. I killed you!”
I grabbed his hands and pulled them to my bare lap but even though we were both naked and his fingers mere inches from my dormant manhood the last thing on my mind was sex.
“You did none of those things. No, Drew. It wasn’t you. You didn’t trick or deceive me and you certainly didn’t kill me.”
Drew rolled his eyes as if fighting the tears, looking away. “Of course I did.”
“It was him. He did those things. He only used your body to do them.”
He shook his head. “I’m responsible. It might have been his commands but I performed them. I didn’t stop them. I didn’t do anything to stop them.”
I let go of his hands and grabbed him by the face. It was forceful, but necessary. “Listen to me, Drew. You’ve been under that demon’s spell for so long you don’t know what you’re saying. Believe me when I tell you none of this is your fault. He’s strong and irresistible and there’s nothing, nothing you could do to escape him. Even when you don’t think you’re under his control, he’s still there, in the back of your mind, pulling strings. Even when you think you’re safe he’s planted things in your head to mess with your perception of the world. You hear me? Even if you thought you weren’t being controlled, trust me when I tell you you were.”
His tears dropped from his skin to mine like bullets, burning holes to my insides and firing my hatred for the man who’d caused so much pain. There was only one way to heal them and to heal Drew.
I had to kill him.
And this time I had to make sure he was as dead as it got.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he said as if he hadn’t heard me, but I knew he had. These things took time to process. And I’d be here to ensure he did.
I eased my hold on his face and brought my lips to his. A promise, a balm that shouldn’t be enough and yet I knew was the only answer to these kinds of scars.
His tears covered his mouth in their sweet bitterness. It made my determination flare. I needed to protect this man with my life, my whole damn being.
He kissed me back, gently, softly, as if he were scared of breaking me. As if he were scared of himself and it brought back memories.
I’d been in his place. I’d been him. I’d felt what he felt. We were one and the same.
And just like Ra had brought me out of my gilded prison it was my turn now to bring Drew out of his.
I never thought I’d appreciate history repeating itself, not where Horus was concerned, but in this instance, I was glad I could be that person for Drew.
The one to bring him back to safety.
Something small and sharp pierced my skin. I barely registered the move. I wouldn’t have paid attention to it were it not for the way Drew pulled back crying his eyes out.
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.” He rocked back and forth, the tips of his fingers coated red.
I glanced down at my stomach. A small silver knife was buried in me, blood dripping all over my legs.
“He…he made me…I can’t…I can’t resist…”
I reached for him but he flinched away. It made my heart ache. Did he really think I wanted to hurt him?
“Drew, it’s okay. Come here. Please,” I pleaded with him and when I tried to touch him again, he didn’t pull back.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and summoned every grain, every piece of dirt, every little piece of sand in this house. There wasn’t much but then all of a sudden a door appeared on the wall next to me and swung open. A sandstorm rushed through the room and enveloped us both.
It lasted but a second and it settled like dust all over the furniture.
“How do you feel?” I asked him.
Drew blinked. His mouth gaped open. His chest rose and fell. “It-it’s gone. The compulsion. The need to obey…it’s all gone. How?”
I cupped his cheek and smiled. “I told you sand offers clarity.”
Drew rubbed his eyes and shook his head. “Oh my god! I stabbed you.” He reached for me, for the knife digging into my stomach but I brushed him off.
“It’s nothing. Here.” I pulled the knife out and dropped it to the floor. Then placed his hand over the wound and made him press hard until the stinging heat of pain eased. “See?”
I let go and he looked at my healing wound, barely noticeable anymore if it weren’t for the blood.
“Just a scratch.”
“You can heal?”
“To an extent, yes, and not always as fast, but this was nothing.”
Drew ran a hand—the unbloodied one—over his face and sighed. “I feel…I feel so terrible.”
“We’ve been over this. You couldn’t help yourself. But now you’re free.”
He glanced at me with those beautiful black eyes and I couldn’t help but feel like they belonged to me. But not in the way things belonged to my brother. More…
As if they were fated for me.
And I was fated for him.
Which was ludicrous. There was only one fated mate for everyone, especially a god and that had been Ra for me.
Was it possible I could have two mates in one lifetime?
“If you…if you knew all along that I was trying to deceive you, why didn’t you do this sooner?”
“I didn’t,” I said. “Not at first. I was only certain the first time you killed me.”
He flinched at that.
Without Horus’s influence in his head, he was probably feeling the impact of his actions anew.
I had, when Ra had first freed me.
“I hate that you remember that. I hate that I do. And I still don’t know how this happened.”
I looked up at the ceiling, all around us, and smirked. “The house is protecting you.”
“Huh? How?”
“You said it yourself. Stēges exist outside of time and space. They can bend it sometimes. And other times, they can reset it entirely.”
Drew looked around the room as if seeing it for the first time. He was adorable. He seemed so vulnerable. I wanted to hold him and protect him and make sure Horus never got his hands on him ever again.
“I guess you wanted me to make a better choice, didn’t you?” he said to the ceiling before he glanced at me. “Now what? H-how do we even defeat him? Last time you tried to kill him it didn’t work and it killed your husband.”
The memory of that hurt more than the knife on my stomach. It hurt more than any weapon ever could.
“This time, we’ve got time on our side. We just need to make sure you’re battle-ready.”
Drew nodded. “Okay. How do we do that?”
I didn’t answer. Instead, I stood, offered him my hand and took him to the bathroom, where I proceeded to clean all the blood from his hand and he helped do the same with my stomach.
Once we were dry, I took us to the bedroom and closed the door.
“Wh-what are we doing here?” he asked.
I lowered Drew to the bed and caressed his cheek. “Do you trust me?” I asked.
He stared into my eyes and I felt my insides tumble. I didn’t know what I’d do if he said no.
“Yes,” he said and I was able to breathe again.
“Then follow my lead,” I said and closed the distance between us.
I’d missed his lips. His body on mine. The taste of his tongue. I might not have known him long, I might not have been doing this with him for any more than a day or two, but my soul and heart craved him. Just like they’d once craved Ra. It was similar but different. It was powerful and irresistible and oh so intoxicating.
He was hesitant at first. As if my advance had been unexpected but not unwelcome, but the more I kissed him, the more he came to life and gave as much as he took from me.
I laid us down side by side, my hands resting around his neck, his resting on my chest and even though his touch was soft and entirely unassuming, I felt them on me like a mark. A brand.
His cock got hard between my legs, sending pulses of desire through to mine. Drew’s hands slid down to palm my cock and bring it to full erection with a few strokes, all the while claiming my mouth like he wanted me too. As if he felt for me the way I felt for him. Which I had no idea how to describe other than as a possessive, needy protectiveness.
It was as if I’d been living the dark until he’d brought the light. As if I’d been dead and he’d brought me back to life. As if I’d been heartbroken and he had the capacity to mend the pieces.
I wanted him. I wanted him more than I wanted to breathe. I wanted him more than I wanted anything in this world.
He pushed me gently and started his descent down my body but I put a stop to it, as much I’d have loved to be subjected to his loving. It was my turn to do so. And since he’d given me the gift of life it was high time I gave him a gift of my own.
I pulled him up by the chin and when he was flat on the bed I peppered kisses down his neck. His nipples were my next target. I sucked on them, on and on until I could feel him undulating under me and his heart pounded like a drum urging me on.
“Oh goddess, Sett!” he moaned and I teased his hardened nipples between, feeling his pleasure reverberate through me, making my cock pulse.
With his whimpering as fuel I moved down, kissing his stomach, his abs, the Adonis belt leading me all the way to perfection.
I covered his cockhead with my lips and swirled my tongue over his slit, teasing more and more sweet pre-cum out of him before I swallowed even more of him.
This was how I wanted to spend the rest of my days. Between his legs with his shaft filling my mouth. There was no better place to be.
The more I pumped him the tighter he closed his legs around me, pushing me deeper down his length with both hands at the back of my head and I got so drunk in his passion that time warped around me.
The little witch was freezing time again.
I couldn’t help but groan. I liked being used by him. I liked being his toy. Fucked senseless as if I was worth nothing and yet I knew I meant something in the way he checked on me, the way he caressed my face when I recovered for breath, the way he gazed into my eyes as if he was admiring my work.
Even with Ra I hadn’t known how much I craved this healthy kind of subjugation. But it was so delicious. So special. So Drew.
I liked that. I liked that there were more and more things to make him stand apart from my soulmate. It made this easier. It made falling for him unique just like he was.
I took him all the way to the root. He held me there until I choked then the next thing I knew, my mouth was full of his cum and I did what any self-respecting man would do and swallowed every drop.
“Sett! Oh fuck!” he shivered as I released him and crawled up to kiss him.
“You liked that?”
He held my head close to his face, inches from his lips and nodded. “I still don’t get how this is getting me battle-ready but that was so good.”
“I was going to get to that,” I told him. “In order to do that, I…I need to fuck you. Is that okay with you?”
Drew smirked.
“I mean, yeah, sure, but…why?”
I licked my lips.
He was so innocent despite everything that had happened to him.
“I need to come inside you. You need your power to its fullest potential.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Is that the excuse gods use to breed humans?”
I laughed. “No. It’s true. Our load is…magical. It can awaken your power fully. And if we’re going to face Horus together, you need to be the king I know you can be.”
He frowned. “I…I’m so confused. Is…is that true?”
I nodded.
He watched me as if waiting for me to crack and when I didn’t he gasped.
“That…explains it,” he mumbled.
“Explains what?”
“Why he only used condoms with me. And he always pulled out before he could come in my mouth.”
The muscles in my neck bulged and a growl grew inside me.
“He did that on purpose. To keep you weak. Because he knows you’re no mere mortal.”
Drew rolled his eyes. “I doubt that’s the reason. I mean…how much stronger could I possibly get.”
I bit his bottom lip and turned my frustration into desire. “Let me show you.”