28 - ATHENA
Waking to Arachne’s body flush against mine didn’t seem real. Especially because of our nudity. Her skin was unbelievably soft, plusher than the mattress beneath us. Even her back felt like warm silk against my nipples.
I initially refused to move, wanting to soak up every second of how adorable she was at ease. With her bangs sticking straight up and drool running down her chin. She was the most beautiful being in existence, even while snoring.
However, I grew horny minutes in. It didn’t help that we didn’t fool around last night; it’d been almost a year since anyone—since she touched me.
It was perverse, but I couldn’t keep from tucking my hand between my legs. Arachne would lose her shit if she knew I was getting off to her sleeping form… But I was so slick from both sheer need and the wrongness of what I was doing that it only took a few circles around my clit to combust.
I worried the way my body twitched might’ve woken her, but she was still soundly asleep.
Unfortunately, that first orgasm was more of a tease than anything.
We’d never discussed how Arachne felt about being awoken with sex, but with each passing second of growing slickness between my thighs I stopped caring. The desperation was leaving my skin vibrating. Even my nature was unsettled again, demanding I take her. Mark her.
Own her.
Instead of waking Arachne with my pussy in her face, like I wanted to, I settled for teasing her with my fingers… at least to start. Fuck. She was so wet.
Arachne’s breathy snore quickly turned into a muted moan that went straight to my clit. Her eyes remained clamped shut though. Which wasn’t helping diffuse the feeling of wickedness as I slid a finger in, pressing against that bundle of nerves that had to wake her.
It didn’t. She kept moaning and panting, but that was the extent of her wakefulness.
But her hips were rising to ride my fingers, so I didn’t stop.
She was growing closer, her thighs tightening around my hand.
It was just about the sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
The streaks of cobalt in her hair were arranged like a messy thorned halo around her gorgeous face.
When her hands started tugging on her nipples, I thought she’d awoken for sure, but she came with her eyes closed. Riding my fingers as her pussy spasmed.
Leaving me a bit frustrated.
As Arachne settled, seemingly continuing to fucking sleep, I decided it no longer mattered if she woke to me getting off. Grabbing a vibrator from my nightstand, I set it to the highest setting, uncaring how the bed vibrated from the force.
Also, because I was past the point of creepy return, I laced her fingers with mine before gripping the base of the toy. Groaning as I impaled myself and finally got some worthy relief.
“You took it too far” was mumbled in between my staccato breaths.
A sudden climax overtook my senses as she shoved the vibrator into my cervix. “Fuck, Arachne.”
“Once I shorten my nails, you’re done for.”