15. Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Fifteen:
~Melrose~
I stared up at Keida with wide eyes and parted lips.
She wants me to pray? But there was something so sinfully delicious in it.
There was no harm in praying to the gods during sex.
In fact, I’d heard stories of good blessings being bestowed for calling their names out in climax.
I closed my eyes and let my head fall back into the pillows comfortably.
That’s when a drop, singular and thick, of wax plopped over my left nipple.
It curled my insides up and left me choking on my tongue.
A warm buzzing started up in my breast that sent zaps of delight down into my cunt.
“Avaris, bless me with good rest. May I wake up from this orgasm invigorated and chipper,” I snickered, earning me a tender smack to the front of my cunt. “What! You said to pray, this is how I pray.”
“Trouble, next one.”
She dropped the other onto my right nipple and my hips rutted softly. Words spilled out of my mouth. “Eluvia, please bless me with good health to survive the punishments I want so desperately from Keida.”
I cracked an eye open to find Keida smirking to herself, those icy orbs of her roaming down my chest, looking for their next target.
When she returned her finger to the wax, I closed my eyes and arched my back a little.
Just for inspiration. A line, long and slim, of wax was drawn down my sternum to my belly button. It left me shivering.
“Bo, grant me a good harvest, let me always taste perfect for Keida. May my cum always sustain her.”
Keida actually snorted, shaking her head. “Wicked girl, that’s not—”
“These are my prayers!” I correct her with a salacious wiggle of my eyebrows.
“Fine,” she chuckled under her breath, “Please, continue your prayers.”
She dropped a few drops up my throat, causing my heart to jump. I spoke despite the heavy pant, “Vien, grant me strength to survive this torture.”
“Mmm, you can do better than that.”
“Grant me strength to my legs so they don’t cave under me tomorrow for how much Keida makes them shake?” I retorted.
When I cracked my eye open again, I found her gaze staring back.
A warm, playful twitch of her lips told me that’s much better.
I winked at her before closing my eyes. Next, however, she dropped six drops exactly across my face.
Two for each cheek, two across the bridge of my nose, they unclenched the muscles in my face immediately.
“Lucien, I pray you bless me with wisdom to know how to convince Keida to touch me again.”
She tutted, but before I could sling something witty at her, I heard the hiss of warm wax instantly cooling against cool skin. I propped my head up to watch her coat two fingers in wax. She’d even caught ripples of magic in it, leaving her digits ridged like veins circled up her fingers.
“Consider that prayer answered,” she murmured as she traced my slit with them.
“Keida…” I murmured, and her gaze rose from my cunt to my face. Patting at the side of the bed where I could reach, I beckoned her where I could get my hands on her. “Bless me Davros, with the peace of mind to be able to get Keida to come before I do.”
Keida’s cheeks turned red, but she shifted to kneel at my side.
Her robes fell away with a sharp gust of cool wind.
Icy wings fluttered behind her, making the tingling sensations all over my body worse.
I inhaled sharply as she pressed her ribbed digits inside me.
While my cunt’s warmth would normally partially melt the wax, Keida’s magic kept it frozen and hard.
It made my legs kick, feeling the rippled wax press in deep.
Massaging my insides wasn’t even a good enough description.
However, my fingers traced the inseam to her thigh, lazily circling her sensitive skin till her hips jerked.
I brushed my fingers down her satiny mound to her slit, playing in her bountiful dew.
Like she’d been the one toyed with for hours and not me…
I curled fingers around her clit and listened to her suck in a breath through her teeth.
It was hard trying to focus on keeping up rhythm in my hand when hers was driving me mad.
Looks like Davros had no blessing for me this day.
I grinned to myself. Despite the hoof-curling delight pooling in my belly or the shivers running rampant through my body, my eyes stayed on her face.
Memorizing the scrunch in her brows as she tried not to give in like I had, the part of her lips, and the slight hue to her skin.
The closer to climax she grew, the more fuchsia, plum, and sapphire popped out through her flesh.
Like she’d been shoved into an icy cavern without clothes, frost bite blistering across her skin. It was so hauntingly beautiful.
Then Keida stopped being merciful and fucked her wax covered fingers deep into me.
I yelped. She slapped a hand over my mouth, eyes darting to my face.
And we locked gazes, both doing our best not to scream into the night as she thrust me into another hard orgasm.
My thighs clamped down around her fist, her other palm muffling shrieks of delight from me.
I felt her body give. Nearly toppled over, instead slamming her own thighs shut and sitting down onto my palm as I wrung more relief from that sensitive clit of hers.
She closed her eyes first. Whole body trembling, Keida slowed her thrusts into me and we both broke.
It felt like an eternity later, both of us panting on our backs in my bed, the floating wisps of light over my head dancing, that she spoke.
“Do you feel the gods blessing?”
“I think Davros abandoned me there for a moment, the others I think were pretty enthused.” I snickered, flopping my head to the side.
Grinning at her, I studied her side profile while she stared up into the canopy.
Both of us were coated in a light layer of sweat.
It looked good on her, to have her platinum hair plastered to the side of her face and forehead.
“I agree, but I think that, in of itself, was a blessing from him. Peace of mind does not always mean a clear head or focus, sometimes it is the fuzzy, post-orgasm inability to think thoughts…sort of thing…” She panted through the whole explanation.
It made me giggle harder. Keida finally glanced my way, her eyes twinkling with delight.
She reached over to cup the back of my head.
Holding me still, she shifted to bring her lips to mine.
That kiss, unlike the one earlier, was soft.
Sweet. Tender and breathtaking as our mouths lazily chased each other.
Keida slowed to a stop, simply breathing in my air, and filling my lungs with hers.
Her forehead stuck to mind, turning the drops of wax on my face to tacky glue.
When she spoke, it sealed my fate forever.
“Our Lady Avaris blessed me the day I met you, Melrose. I’ve been a fool to try to deny it for this long. ”
“Yes, you were,” I muttered.
Keida tutted. “Your insolence is not your best trait, Troublemaker. Get some rest while Our Lady has still blessed you and your rotten mouth.”
I was too tired to fight back more or peel the wax off my body. Instead, I let her pull us under the covers, the sound of wings slowly fluttering in the wind lulling me to sleep. Our Lady Avaris blessed you? The day we met? Now you can’t mean that…can you?