Chapter 16 #3
While I knew she held some affection for me, I didn’t think she felt jealousy. There had been no sign of it. I’d begun to feel frustrated that she wasn’t growing attached and kept me at a distance. It had driven my yearning for her even higher. On the other hand, I didn’t deserve her.
She was my mate, yet I’d failed her so many times by forcing her to do things she hated, rejecting her gifts, and forgetting her birthday.
It was to the point that my sister had told me I needed to try harder with my wife.
I hated that my blunted emotions made me unable to form deeper relationships, but I wanted Aella to desire me just as strongly as I did her.
We wouldn’t be in this position with the gods otherwise.
You actually feel jealousy over me? I asked.
I wish I didn’t, but I can’t help it, she admitted.
I sent a feeling of warmth into her mind, eliciting a gasp from her.
For this moment in time, I could bare my soul to Aella in ways I couldn’t outside the dreamscape.
Now you know how I feel about you. I will spend as long as it takes to make you fully mine.
It is my greatest wish to have you look at me as if I’m the only man in the world and want me above all others.
She was quiet for a moment as she and the goddess continued to suck on our cock with a vengeance. Apparently, we aren’t doing a good enough job if you’re getting emotional on me, instead of being distracted with pleasure. Let’s fix that.
I inwardly groaned as our entire cock slid into her mouth and into her throat. The god controlling me held her head tightly as he bucked again and again, fucking her mouth hard and fast. Her hands were on my butt, squeezing and kneading, with no sign of distress.
They take us so well, don’t they? Wrath asked.
I could hardly form a coherent thought. Yes.
The pleasure will only grow from here.
Each thrust built my need higher and higher as I was helpless to do anything except feel waves of immense pleasure. I couldn’t stop it, only ride along as a passenger in my body as it was used by the deities who knew how to drive themselves and mortals wild.
Wrath, who had inflicted so much pain on me and others, showed a completely different side of himself now.
His pleasure and desire as we pushed into our wives’ throat repeatedly was far more intense than anything I’d ever experienced under my curse.
This cold and violent god held nothing back. His passion rivaled his brutality.
Groans of ecstasy came from our lips as the ladies worked their throat to intensify the sensation further.
They were practically swallowing us. The god inside me had excellent control because he didn’t let himself go right away, as I wanted.
He kept pushing onward until I could barely think through the desperate need for release.
It was there…just out of reach as I mindlessly clawed for it.
My skin felt like it was on fire, every nerve ending intensely sensitive. Wrath used our cock in our wives’ mouth in a way that was rougher than I’d ever done to a woman, but Aella’s sounds of pleasure she sent into my mind told me she thoroughly enjoyed it.
Finally, when I was nearly senseless and begging the nameless god to let us come, Wrath let go.
It was as if an explosion went off in our body.
We pushed ourselves even deeper into their throat until they gagged, ensuring every drop of seed went down.
This went on for a minute before we pulled back.
The goddess inhabiting Aella gasped for breath before delicately wiping their lips and looking up at us with a pleased smile. “Well done, my love. You used this mouth so well, and the little elf-druid enjoyed it as thoroughly as I did. For such a sweet woman, she certainly has extreme tastes.”
“That’s why I told you we didn’t need to hold back like you first thought,” the god said with my voice and brushed the hair from our mates’ face. “Their carnal needs nearly match ours, making them excellent hosts. Now lie back, spread those legs, and let us see how wet the two of you are for us.”
The goddess languidly eased Aella’s body onto the sandy beach.
They leaned on their elbows with their pert, full breasts on display, and then opened their thighs wide with a heated look in their gaze.
All of my wife’s most intimate parts were on full display, yet instead of being bothered by the God of Wrath seeing it, I wanted us to touch our mates—now.
The divide between us had shrunk when we’d come from the same cock together.
“Beautiful and soaked for us,” Wrath said, looking down at them. We were both eager to lap at their glistening center.
The ladies leaned their head back, blonde hair splaying in the sand. “Please, touch us.”
“I love it when you beg.” We lowered to a crouch and thrust two fingers hard into their pussy. “How does the little druid-elf feel about getting eaten and fucked by a god?”
We worked our fingers back and forth roughly, and damn myself if I didn’t enjoy this twisted game.
Aella wasn’t speaking in my head, but she sent numerous images and emotions that told me how she felt.
Any resistance that had lingered to this carnal act had melted away.
She was a bundle of need, only wanting more of what we could give her.
A laugh sounded from our mates’ lips. “Oh, she’s practically insensible and wants everything you’re willing to give her—just like me.”
Not wasting a moment, we plunged our face into their waiting pussy, licking the incredibly sweet juices like we were starved and only these females could satisfy us.
Aella and the goddess writhed and moaned from our tongue and lips, stroking and teasing their clitoris.
Fingernails dug into our scalp and pulled at our hair as we moved from tasting to tongue fucking them as deep as we could go.
Wrath was relentless, using my mouth to pull sounds of ecstasy from the women.
It was so strange to feel what I was doing while having no control over it, yet the god seemed to anticipate what I wanted and incorporated it into what he did to our wives.
It gave me a twisted sense of helplessness and incredible power.
We teased, pulled back when they were close, then began anew to drive their need higher and higher.
I loved how they trembled beneath our touch.