Chapter Twenty-Three
Kull
The sweetness of her flowed into my mouth, overwhelming me and overpowering the taste of the water. The faint glow that emerged from the bottom of the lake was nothing compared to the glow of her. She shone like the brightest star, and I worshiped her just as I would worship the moon. I curled my hands around her legs and brought my head back, coming up for air. As I did so I blinked away the blurriness of my vision and saw that she and Typhon were locked together, kissing madly, their hands all over each other. Water dripped from my open mouth. I kissed her thighs and then turned my attention back to the sweetest part of her. The scant, downy hair in this part of her body was the same shade as the hair that spilled from her head. I kissed all along her thigh, before extending my tongue and using it to pleasure her. I found her sweet spot again, the cluster of nerves that brought her so much delight. I placed the tip of my tongue against her and felt the tremors rippling from the core of her body all the way through me. Then, I began to swirl my tongue, creating a tornado of delight. I ran my hands up and down her thighs, feeling the swell of her ass, all the while she undulated and writhed as though she was made of liquid.
Ambrosia’s movements caused the water to ripple. Waves lapped around us, as though it became a living, vibrant thing. I felt it rushing against my skin, cooling the rampaging fire that crackled upon my flesh. I buried myself inside her, kissing her as intimately as I could, loving how she writhed because of it. I could almost feel the pleasure spinning out of her and becoming a real, tangible thing. Her body spasmed and everything flowed through her until it touched my tongue and stained my lips. I drank it all in, loving that I could taste her in such a private, personal way.
Her thighs tensed around my head, locking me in place as I continued to delight her. She was caught in tremors of ecstasy. They rolled through her over and over again, as though all of this brilliance was too powerful and intense to contain. I held her tightly as she shuddered and released it all. I could feel the slick flow around my mouth and lips. It was sticky and wonderful, and the moans that accompanied it were just as incredible. To know that I was helping to create such wondrous feelings inside her made me feel stronger and more powerful than I had ever been before. Arousal burned inside me, and it felt as though I was possessed by some other force, a force that was elemental and writhing, a force that was inexorable.
When she came, she squeezed my head so tightly that she held me beneath the water for longer than I anticipated, to the point where I felt as though I was going to suffocate. The tension built up in my chest and my entire body became tense. I had to struggle to break free, even though it wasn’t necessarily what I wanted. To die between her legs would have been a sweet death indeed. I hadn’t known it was possible to die in a state of bliss.
But then her legs opened, and I was released. I swam away and broke through the surface of the water. I cleared my eyes to see her pale body flushed with heat, glistening with traces of water. She was continuing to make out with Typhon, their hands upon each other, their bodies sinking into the soft moss, but she still called to me, and I could not deny myself this desire. I climbed out of the lake, the water trickling down the angles of my body. I crawled towards her, grunting with a primal intensity. My senses were overwhelmed by the scent of her. I put my hands on her hips and turned her around, pushing her onto her knees. She followed the guiding grip and turned her body around, with Typhon’s help. He welcomed her onto him. Her body was pressed against his torso and fell in between his legs. Her breasts brushed against his stomach. I ran a hand down her spine, before allowing my hand to rest against the inward curve of her waist. Her long hair was caught in straggling lines along her back, trailing down with moisture. I spread her legs apart and came towards her, holding her tightly as I followed my instincts to the sweet part of her that I had primed and pleasured. She writhed atop Typhon’s body, dragging her lips over his skin and catching his erection in her mouth, while I thrust towards her and plunged myself into her.
The rolling motion carried me forward. My entire body arched like Orion’s bow, and I felt such a raw sense of power coursing through my body. I felt as though I could do anything, even conquer the world itself.
But the world was nothing compared to Ambrosia. Potent energy coiled within me, as though everything was ready to explode out of me. I gripped her waist tightly and felt all the glory of her feminine curves. I ran my hands along her back as I thrust deep inside her, wanting to feel as close to her as possible. When I craned my neck up, I cracked my eyes open and stared at the moon and the stars above. The varied moans of our threesome united into a sweet and vibrant harmony that echoed through the air. The sounds danced and twirled to join the stars and the moon in a celestial display of wonder. I could feel myself floating out of my own skin, my soul inside booming with joy and intense with animalistic potency and yet I was tethered to the deep world, to the base emotions, to these most instinctive things, anchored to Ambrosia and Typhon. My pleasure was their pleasure and theirs was mine. We created a circle of delight that spun around and created a never-ending torrent of bliss and wonder and joy.
Ambrosia’s body buckled under the raw strength of my passion. I thrust into her again and again, my arousal driving me forward, the ardent feelings seizing my soul and threatening to tear it asunder, cracking me open to reveal something sweet and redolent inside instead. I was completely at the mercy of my body. Every muscle was alive, and every ounce of my strength was focused on Ambrosia. I watched as every thrust pushed her deeper and deeper into the embrace of Typhon. She was smeared and draped over his body, her hair fanning around him, splayed over his thighs and stomach, while his erection lay near her open mouth, but she was too busy moaning to suck it. I could feel everything spiraling within me, aching to break free and then, in a sudden jolt of raw passion it all surged within me and then burst out in a hot torrent that was just as powerful and violent as the waterfall behind us.
Drained, a haze came over my mind as I slipped back. All the strength had been sapped from my body and I sank down into the grass, rolling back towards the water. My arms lay limp beside me and the last few drops of my pleasure trickled out and wended slowly down my thigh. My chest heaved and a smiled adorned my face, because in that moment I had no thoughts of war, only of lust, and Ambrosia was the only thing that filled my mind.