15. Drew
Drew
H e slid between my legs. Cold fingers rubbed over my taint and I whimpered. Goosebumps flooded my thighs and groin making my hole twitch with hunger.
By all accounts I shouldn’t have wanted this. I’d been Horus’s for so long I shouldn’t have craved this but I did. I needed him. I didn’t even know how much I needed him touching me there, like that, until he did.
He breached me with the tip of his finger and gazed into my eyes as if he needed to know how it made me feel.
“Is that okay?” he asked.
I hadn’t been asked that in so long I didn’t even know how to answer it. Not at first, anyway.
Was it okay?
It shouldn’t be? I should be disgusted by the mere thought of being penetrated. There were a lot of shoulds and only one want. And the want was triumphant.
Because my insides flared at the thought of him inside me. Ever since he’d come into my life he’d been nothing but kind and gentle and wonderful. There was absolutely no reason he wouldn’t be the same now.
I nodded.
“I need you to say it, Drew. I need to make sure,” he said.
“Please, Sett.” My voice came out far more pleading than I intended.
Sett towered over me, hand on the side of my head and he all but growled in my face. “Are you sure?”
I grabbed him by the neck and brushed my lips over his. “Yes, Sett. It’s okay. I want you. I need you inside me. So stop checking in on me and fuck me already.”
He smirked and dipped down to kiss me properly. “All in due time, my Drew,” he grunted when he came up for air and I gasped as he pushed another digit in me.
My hold on the back of his neck tightened and I held on for dear life like a blushing virgin. It was so different when someone cared for you. When someone didn’t want to hurt you. When they wanted to please you just as much as themselves.
His gaze remained glued to me as if…as if I was a work of art or something. As if I were the only person in the world.
He drove his fingers in and out of me in smooth, gentle movements until he added a third and he had to sit up in order to continue.
I found the opportunity to look down, to watch him as he fucked me with his fingers and my cock twitched, going from soft to semi-hard in an instant. I gave it a couple of strokes but that was when Sett curled his fingers and jabbed at my prostate and I had to use both hands to save me from screaming.
“Is…is that okay?” he asked and I immediately felt empty.
“Yes. I’m good, Sett. Put those back in there right now!”
He grinned and put his hands on the back of my legs, pushing my knees to my chest and he repositioned himself so that his cock rubbed over my taint.
“Oh my Sett! That feels so good!” I moaned.
Who knew the promise of a cock could be so wild and addictive as the real thing.
I looked him in the eyes and he smiled at me, thrusting back and forth, friction making our skin hotter and yet all the more sticky.
“Are you ready?” he whispered and I bobbed my head up and down unable to articulate a word. Not anymore. Probably not ever again.
“Use your words, Drew,” he grumbled but I knew he wasn’t angry at me. He was needy. Just as needy I was right now if I had to take a guess.
“Y-yes. I’m…ready,” I managed and within seconds he pulled back a little.
His cockhead pushed against my ring of muscle and I had to bite my lip to withstand the mix of pain and pleasure erupting inside me.
But even when I managed to get my breathing under control, he pushed deeper and I had no choice but to hold my breath and freeze him in time until my body had adjusted to the size of the godly part between my legs.
Even frozen he was drop-dead gorgeous. Sexy from head to toe. I focused on his gaze. On his beautiful face as I wiggled under him then let time go so he could go again.
I froze him second by second, instant by instant between deep breaths that helped the tension in my body ease until he was buried inside me.
I knew I could have asked him to slow down but it was more fun that way. And he seemed to get a kick out of this whole thing.
He groaned and pulled out before pushing back in. Soon the pain not only subsided but morphed into desire, a pulsing desire that throbbed with each move and spread through me like a soft, warm blanket that felt as if it had the capacity to shield me from anything.
I opened my legs wider, pushed my feet against his ass and held on to him, turning seconds into minutes until I was so out of breath I couldn’t stop time anymore.
I’d never felt so good, so full, so taken care of as I was now. I’d never anticipated trusting a god with my body the way I was trusting him and yet I couldn’t imagine not doing this ever again. I couldn’t imagine giving that trust to anyone but Sett.
And despite him dominating me I was the one in control and he knew it. He welcomed it. He reveled in it.
He collapsed on top of me, claiming my lips, as I gasped and he filled my lungs with life just as he filled my body with passion and love and kindness.
It was like that, in his arms and at his mercy that I realized this was more than fucking. This was more than lovemaking. This was healing.
Because with each thrust, with each kiss, with each caress, he erased a little scar, a little piece of heartache, a little piece of suffering I’d endured in the past three years and beyond.
His breathing became labored, his soft moans turned into groans. I could sense what was about to happen so I wrapped my arms around his back and my legs around his hips and pressed him close. So close he could barely move but as he trembled and his voice shook I felt every inch of him inside, every vibration of his orgasm, every ounce of his load filling me to my very core.
The temperature inside me rose. Goosebumps formed along every square inch of my skin. A tingling sensation traveled from my gut all the way to my head.
What was happening to me?
I looked into Sett’s eyes and kissed him again. Whatever it was he’d caused it so it could only be good.
It felt like there were hundreds of explosions taking place within me, filling me with something…something strange. Something unfamiliar and terrifying.
“Feel that?” he whispered, his breath a soft flame on my face.
“Wh-what is—it?”
“It’s power, my sweet sweet king. I told you. You’re no mere mortal. You’re a god. You’re a king. My king.”
I swallowed a frog that had found its place in my throat and controlled my breathing trying to comprehend what was happening within me.
“My seed is unlocking every part of you. Every inch of power inside you so you can come to your full potential.”
Was it true? Was I truly that powerful? Or was he telling me the things I wanted to hear to fill me with confidence?
But then again what reason did he have to lie?
“Try it,” he said.
“Try what?”
“Your power. Try it. It’s changed. I’m sure of it. Test it. See how you’ve transformed.”
I bit my lip as he slid out of me and I ran a hand from his neck to his chest to his groin.
“I…I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do,” I said but took a deep breath and froze him.
I expected to feel different, to feel different but it was all the same. The tension around me as I held control of time and the pressure in my head from the lack of oxygen while Sett was a prisoner of my power.
I let out a sigh.
“It’s pointless. I’m not…” I started but Sett was still frozen. “Sett?”
I shook my hand in front of his eyes. Nothing. Not a blink. Not a twitch.
Could it…
I inhaled and exhaled watching him for any sign of movement but there was none.
This…this had never happened before. I always had to hold my breath for as long as I needed to freeze time. This…
It was different.
And I had no idea how to control it.
I tried breathing in and out again, but nothing. I tried staring him back to life, but it didn’t work. Not even stretching my fingers in front of his face like Piper from Charmed used to do.
“Shit,” I muttered.
What if I couldn’t reverse it? Surely that was impossible. I couldn’t have frozen time forever, could I?
Okay. No time to panic. Focus, Drew.
I closed my eyes and focused on the energy throbbing inside me. I tried to suppress it. To push it away but it was palpable. Too raw to handle.
You won’t beat me! I’m your master!
I tried to think back to the hundreds of times I’d used my power before. To how it felt. How it reacted. I thought of the pressure on my body, the headache that pulsated in my temples from holding my breath too long. I squeezed my eyes shut so hard trying to convince my brain I had a headache and when I exhaled I pictured all the times I’d unfrozen time before and the relief of being able to breathe again.
Sett blinked, cocked his head and smiled. “You just did it, didn’t you? What changed? How is it different?”
I bit my lip and brushed his face with my fingers. I was still in a state of disbelief. “I…I don’t know how to describe it.”
Sett leaned over and pecked my lips before he lay down beside me, wrapping me in his arms.
“Then why don’t you keep testing it on me until you can?”
I raised an eyebrow and pursed my lips. “Are you sure?”
His nod was barely noticeable.
“Use your words, Sett!” I snapped at him the way he’d done at me only a few minutes ago.
“Yes please,” he said, his smile deepening. “Go wild on me.”
I bit back a groan and kissed him again, lashing my tongue at his, tasting him and when I pulled back I froze him.
I continued kissing him, only now he wasn’t responsive, but I continued down to bite his neck, lick his nipples, rub my face against his abs.
His cock was still soft from having just come inside me, but that didn’t mean I didn’t dedicate some precious time on it. I took him all in my mouth, biting at him gently, massaging my tongue against the undercarriage as if willing it to life.
It was hard to remember to breathe. I was so used to being denied that function when I weaved myself through time.
But this was nothing short of divine. I moved around Sett’s body with a confidence I’d never felt before. Time felt pliable in my hands. And so did Sett.
I pushed him onto his back and moved his legs to one side, his ass looking more plump and full in this position. I reached for the lube and got to work on his hole that stretched only for me.
This was so strange. Being able to do this with such mastery. It made my cock throb and my head spin with all the possibilities of how I could use it to escape Horus. How I could use it to help people.
But first, I needed to practice.
Sett had said so himself.
So as I worked up his ass, I focused on my breathing and tried to replicate the feelings I’d conjured before to tame my power. This time it worked fast and simply.
Sett came to life and immediately his eyes shone bright at the realization of what I was doing to him.
I kept him unfrozen for a few seconds, wrapping my hand around his cock and willing it back to its full-sized glory.
“D…don’t. I’m still sensitive,” he said.
I nodded, turning my attention to his ass. I positioned myself against him, rubbed lube all over my cock and pushed my crown against his tight pink muscle. Just when he was about to breathe in, I froze him again.
My cock twitched as I pushed deeper. A tingling pulsed stronger and stronger at the top of my head and my eyes flickered as I used the god before me, my Sett, the way he wanted to be used.
The more I fucked him, the more I practiced my power on him and with each passing second, I became more and more comfortable with this newfound energy and strength within me.
He was right.
I was a god.
I was a king.
His king.
Because he was the one who’d made me.
I plunged inside him and time slipped from my fingers. Sett came to life and took hold of me, of my face and tightened his hole as I unloaded.
This moment with him—every moment really—was so charged and wonderful it threatened to drive me insane.
He was so sexy, so intoxicating, so consuming. As was what he’d just let me do to him. My whole body gave out and my head…it buzzed with pain and satisfaction.
“Thank you,” I said and I was immediately suffocated by his kisses and touches.
“I live to serve you, my Drew. My king.”
Hearing those words come out of his mouth, hearing him claim me as his, after everything I’d done, after my multiple betrayals, felt like a stab in the gut, but also…
Also, like the warmest, most reassuring lullaby and promise.
Because I believed him.
I didn’t know what I’d done to deserve such a creature, but I’d fallen for a god.
And somehow, he’d fallen for me.