Chapter Seven
Mara
You know, they say there is always a first for everything. And apparently, stripping naked in the temple of Anubis with the deity in question watching me with hunger was what was on the menu for tonight.
Before I could step out of my pants, Anubis lunged at me like a beast going into a rut, landing us both on the floor of his temple a few inches away from whatever his name was. Just a minor detail to our special moment together.
“Woah there, big guy,” I gasped as he nuzzled my neck, licking up the column seductively with a nip along my jaw. The cool tip of his nose creates a strange sensation along with my growing arousal.
It had been a while since my last sexual encounter. I didn’t count my little quickie with myself when I killed my ex.
When I ran my finger along the fur of his jaw his tail wagged and I swooned. How could such a simple act make me feel this way? He panted as he continued to lick down my body. The chill from the outside quickly left as both our bodies began to rise in temperature.
Opening my legs, I wrapped one around his hip. In a bold move, I press him closer to me, making him growl.
With a firm grip beneath my underarms, Anubis scooted me up until his face was in line with my breasts, scraping my back deliciously across the temple grounds. I moan as his mouth worships my breasts while his hand caresses the slope of my sides as if he were trying to memorize my shape without the use of his eyes.
“That feels good,” I whispered when he sucked on one of my nipples, teasing it into a hard bead. Rubbing his head, I ran my fingers along the tips of his ears, fascinated with the way they flexed under my touch.
He ran his fang between my breast and down my soft stomach. I should be more self-conscious of my stretch marks but at this moment, all I could concentrate on was Anubis’ face and hot breath getting closer and closer to my pussy.
Widening my legs like a wanton harlot, I grabbed the back of his head and led him directly where I needed him to go.
Since Anubis’ kiss, desire like I had never imagined grew into an inferno. It didn’t help that I was yanked out from Duat before I could speak with him one last time. What kind of horrible timing was that? It almost felt as if someone planned it, forcing us apart. My heart ached with not just a yearning, but a desperate need to get back to him, to make things right. He didn’t get a chance to hear that I wanted him to. I wasn’t sure if my submission to his kiss translated clearly.
Knowing Anubis, it probably didn’t and I refuse to destroy whatever chance we had together. As I concocted a new plan to reunite him, my mind kept going back to his scorching kiss. It buried deep into my very core, fueling fantasies that danced tantalizingly just out of reach.
And I hated being edged like that.
But whatever Anubis was doing with his tongue right now? That I could deal with.
I yelped in surprise when Anubis grabbed my ass, shoving his face deeper between my legs, his tongue wickedly performing some sort of ritual inside of me. With a gasp, I surrendered myself completely to his tongue’s invasion of my deepest places. His eyes were a black void, their once-stellar sparkle now extinguished by his growing carnal desires.
“The taste of divinity can be found on the tip of my tongue,” he groaned. The vibration of his voice sent a shiver down my spine.
My own mouth watered, wondering what he would taste like in return but before I could close my legs, he dragged my body down and sat me up, putting me face to face with the most fascinating cock I had ever witnessed as he got to his feet.
It was angry and red like blood. Bumps protruded in patterns along his shaft as if round metal beads were implanted beneath his skin.
I panted like a bitch in heat as Anubis watched me from above, his hand slowly stroking his cock.
“Eyes on me, Mara.”
I pressed my legs together and immediately followed his command. From this angle, he was as divine as he allowed himself to be.
“Plead before this deity, little mortal. Beg me to ruin you for all others.”
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. Who was he? Where did this version of him come from? I had to admit, despite the shock and bewilderment, I could feel a flush of unexpected excitement spreading through me. It was almost comical how swiftly and completely I was captivated by this new, commanding presence. His shift in demeanor was like a switch had been flipped, transforming him from a figure of divine mystery to a force of irresistible seduction.
I tried to keep my composure, but my body had other ideas. It was as though every word he spoke was a string being pulled by a grand puppet master. My hands crawled up his thighs, scratching along the area with thinner fur. I watched with fascination as his large hand continued to stroke his angry cock, the tapered head bumping against my bottom lip. I darted my tongue out and teased his slit, making his grip tighten.
His reactions fueled me, a spark igniting a trail of desire that coursed through me with startling intensity. I was both intimidated and inexplicably aroused by his sudden shift in power, as well as becoming aware of my own over this mysterious god before me. Amused and aroused beyond reason at our mutual teasing, the conflict between my rational mind and my body’s reaction created an almost cartoonish spectacle of longing and bewilderment.
“Open your mouth, Mara. It’s time to worship,” he growled.
I did as commanded and hummed in approval as his girth stretched me. He tasted divine, as cliche as it sounded, but all I could think about was the way his hand traveled from his cock to the back of my head, gripping my hair.
I dug my nails into his thighs, urging him to use me as he saw fit—to use me like the slave he made me to be in this moment of carnality. His thrust came slow and torturous, pushing further and further to the back of my throat. The beads on his shaft created an uncomfortability that only led my dark imagination toward what it would feel like inside of me in other places.
I moaned around him, making his lip curl, showcasing his fangs in warning. The taste of his prerelease on my tongue made me hungry for more as my hands traveled around the underside of his cock, teasing and squeezing him until his thrusts became erratic.
With a hiss, he pulled out abruptly, forcing me onto my back as he slammed his mouth on mine. We tasted each other on our tongues, our kiss becoming frantic with our loss of control. Tendrils of black smoke extended from his form as if another entity had been trapped beneath his flesh. Eyes that glittered like the stars watched as its phantom mouth gaped open as if in pain. While all this was happening, Anubis’ fingers traced along my pussy, swirling around my clit before dipping inside of me, pulling my attention away from the supernatural.
“Your mouth pleases me,” he hums, biting along my shoulder, leaving tendrils of black smoke in his wake. “Let’s see if your pussy will do the same.”
Good god in high heaven or Duat below. I was going to need Anubis to tie me up and use me until the end of time he continues to be like this. The shadow demons emerging from his essence slowly wrapped around us, cocooning us in darkness. The sound of my breathing was loud in my ears as Anubis’ fingers continued to play with my clit, pushing me to the brink of ecstasy only to take it away just as easily.
Arousal coated the entirety of my inner thighs as he continued to push and pull, to nip and suck along the exposed flesh of my collarbone. The shadows around us fused and pulled at themselves—phantom-like creatures with glowing eyes and spectral limbs watching their master have his way with me while I was at his mercy. They moved with eerie, fluid grace, advancing toward me with a lustful intent that made my heart race. Their dark fingers trailed all along my skin, as if urging their master to increase the intensity of his torture. The air grew colder as our bodies turned into flames. The flickering torchlight fought to illuminate the scene around us as the shadows fought back. Monstrous, writhing shapes morphed in and out of each other behind Anubis’ back as his commanding aura forced my eyes to focus solely on him.
“Anubis, I—” Always one with a witty comeback or something snarky, I was at a loss for words as he edged me again. I thrashed and whimpered, tears springing from my eyes as his fingers pinched and pulled.
“I’m going to come,” I panted.
He chuckled darkly in my ear. “I don’t see how that’s my problem.”
And with those words, my world exploded as my climax barreled through the erected walls building from his tease. The cry that escaped my lips echoed through his temple, bouncing off the walls as it slowly turned into sobs while Anubis forced me to ride each crashing wave like a punishment.
“I can’t. It’s too much,” I choked, holding onto his shoulders for dear life—or was it death?
As my climax died down, I felt my body wane. Anubis growled and forced my legs open once again, spreading me wider than before. “Nothing is too much for a god. We’re far from done, little mortal.”
With a growl, he thrust the head of his cock between my legs while his fingers continued their ministrations. I threw my head back, covering my face with my hands as the shadowed specters around us began to swirl, teasing my arms, coaxing me to watch my master play my body. The phantoms wrapped around my wrist, pulling my hands down to my sides as I looked down to see Anubis’ angry, blood-red cock tease my entrance.
The sight was too much. Anubis’ ab muscles flexed with each half-thrust he pushed inside of me. His jaws flexed as he gritted his teeth against his own form of self-torture. No being should be this attractive. No being should have this much power over my libido as if brought on by command.
“Heel, Mara. Heel to your master and be a good girl. Come for me.”
Another climax hit me like a sledgehammer and I threw one of my arms over my face and sobbed from the pleasure and pain. The waves of this release could very possibly kill me and I reveled in the fact that it would mean I would see Anubis in Duat once again.
Was it morbid of me? Perhaps. Would I regret dying by too many climaxes? Hell no.
My body shook from the last wave and I gripped Anubis’ tense shoulders. He watched me as I let out a tired but satisfied sigh before snarling in my face. “Now, it’s time to offer your sacrifice to your deity.”
“Wha—”
In one strong move, I was flipped onto my stomach with my ass in the air. The shadows around me pushed against my back, forcing me into a sharp arch as Anubis gripped my hips.
The first hard thrust took my breath away. Anubis buried himself so deeply inside my womb I swore it wanted to come out of my throat. He set a harsh pace against my sensitive flesh, making me feel every inch of the beads around his shaft. They scraped and teased, gliding against our combined arousal, perfuming the temple.
Just the thought of someone walking by, smelling us, knowing exactly what went on here made my blood rush to my head, and my pussy pulse with need. The greedy ho wanted everything Anubis gave her. She was desperate for him to fill her greedy mouth with his godly essence.
It was the snarls and growls that snapped me out of my lust-filled haze, my vision blurred by the shadows around us. It felt as if we were in limbo, between the realm of the living and the realm of the dead as Anubis pounded my flesh.
The loud slaps drowned out my cries for mercy as I clawed at the floor of the temple, trying to find leverage against his carnal punishment.
“Please.” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for, but I knew it was the only way.
“Your pussy pleases me, little mortal. I can feel it gripping my cock, begging for me to feed it.”
“Yes. Please!” I cried out in a half sob as he buried himself so deeply inside of me, that my knees scraped along the ground. Anubis covered my back with his hot body and with a sharp inhale, I whined as something inflated inside of me, stretching me to the point of discomfort.
Anubis licked my shoulder and the column of my neck. “That’s a good little mortal. You take my knot so well, don’t you? Look at how pretty your pussy looks with me inside of you. You’re so wet for me.”
I whimpered in response to his encouragements, the feeling of his tongue and the light scraping of his teeth soothing something inside of my mind.
His hand slid across my rounded stomach, slowly sliding to my clit.
“I’m going to keep your womb filled, Mara. There’s no going back now. You belong to me.”
He thrust again and I shook in his arms, right before my knees gave way and Anubis wrapped me in a tight embrace and the shadows began to dissipate.