Page 68 of Goddess of Light

As he takes his first, tender lick along the length of me, I’m slammed with the sensation, my body shivering as I let out a soft moan that resonates through the room. His touch is so gentle, yet it sets off a firestorm of need within me. He repeats the motion multiple times, each pass of his tongue causing another small gasp to escape my lips.

With each controlled movement, I feel myself becoming more and more aroused, my legs widening for him, my desire dripping out of me. Tuoni seems to sense this, for he starts toexplore further, gently teasing the entrance to my core with his tongue before delving deeper. His hands hold my legs apart, his grip bruising as his tongue thrusts inside me, thick and hard, claiming every inch with precision and care. This is not just an act of physical pleasure for him but an exploration of our connection—a deepening of our bond through this intimate exchange.

The sensations are overwhelming as he continues his worship of my body. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me like the tide against the shore, each one building on the last until I feel like I might explode from sheer ecstasy. My fingers dig into his thick hair, pulling him closer, as if attempting to draw him even deeper within me.

Gods, I want, I want…

Then, he brings his fingers to my entrance, inserting one inside, two, three, until I’m gasping, making fists in his hair, bucking up my hips for more.

I’m…greedy.

Is this what being Hanna is like? Forever wanting more of this?

His fingers move in and out of me in a rhythm that matches the pulsing of my heart. His tongue continues its dance, lapping at my clit with an intensity that leaves me breathless. Each touch, each lick, is like an electric shock coursing through my veins.

His fingers curl slightly, brushing against the most sensitive part of me, causing me to arch my back and let out a soft cry. My husband responds by increasing his pace, his fingers digging deeper into me with each thrust. I can feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, the need building to a point where it feels almost unbearable.

Then, he suckles my swollen clit into his mouth, and I can’t take it anymore, my body tensing, preparing for what’s to come.

Without warning, Tuoni starts humming softly, a low and resonant sound that seems to vibrate right through me. It’s as if he’s using his entire body to please me—not just his hands and mouth, but his very soul too. My body starts to tremble, my breath hitching as I feel the orgasm building within me. He senses this and adjusts his movements accordingly, increasing the intensity of his touch and lick until I can no longer hold back.

I am coming.

I ambecoming.

The orgasm hits me like a freight train, overwhelming me with pleasure so intense, it feels as though I’m going to burst. My entire body shudders, my muscles tensing and relaxing in waves of ecstasy. I cry out Tuoni’s name, lost in the intensity of the sensation, feeling like I’m soaring through the dimensions beyond on a wave of pure bliss.

It keeps coming and coming and coming.

Gods.

Where am I?

As I come down from my high, Tuoni’s hands never falter. He continues to touch me gently, even as my body quivers and shakes in the aftermath of my orgasm. His touch is tender and caring, a reminder he is here for me in every sense of the word.

Finally, as my breath begins to steady and my heart rate returns to normal, Tuoni raises his head to look into my eyes once more. The fire that burns within him seems even more intense now, searing and searching.

So much hope.

“Little bird?” he says softly, my desire shining on his lips. “Have you flown back to me?”

I close my eyes and breathe in deeply, feeling the heat of my divinity start to fade away into the darkness until it’s just a kindling, a single flame. It promises to burn there forever, but for now, it’s no longer wanted.

I want to be Hanna Heikkenen.

I want to be the Goddess of Death.

I want to be the wife of this God between my legs.

I want to be human and all that entails.

I want to love andbeloved.

Tears suddenly flood my eyes, spilling over and down my cheeks as a sob of joy rattles through me.

“Yes,” I cry out, feeling it, everything, all at once. “Yes.”

I am home.

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