Page 24 of Loved By Aphrodite

He refused, keeping his eyes ahead.

“Hephaestus, tell me why you have this. I demand an explanation.”

“Why do you think, Aphrodite?” His head whipped back toward her, meeting her accusing silvery-blue gaze. “Why do you think I would keep it?”

“Oh no, no, no,” she said with a sardonic laugh. “You don’t get to deflect, not this time. Why do you have this?”

The maelstrom of emotions swirling inside him exploded like an overflowing dam. “You want to know the real reason why I kept it?” he snarled. “Because it was yours.” Her eyes grew to the size of saucers. “Is that what you wanted to hear? It was the only thing I had left of you, and I wanted it close to me, all these thousands of years. I couldn’t let it go, couldn’t throw it away, no matter how hard I tried. I just wanted to keep some part of you because, for fifteen years, I never got to have what I wanted most.” His voice turned raspy as a thousand razor blades wrapped around his throat. “Is this the admission you want? Does this answer satisfy you?”

All the blood had seemingly drained from her face, and he feared she would faint from shock, or worse, run away after his heated and obviously unwanted confession. But to his surprise, she didn’t do either of that. Instead, she leapt up at him and pulled him down for a kiss.

The initial shock of her warm lips on his made him freeze. However, he soon responded, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her close. As her soft body pressed against him, he half-sighed, half-moaned into her mouth from the pure pleasure of it all as the pent-up longing from over millennia was finally released.

She opened her lips to him, coaxing him to taste her. He didn’t need any further arm-twisting as he plunged his tongue inside her mouth. She tasted sweeter than he’d imagined all these millennia, a hundred times better than in his imagination.His hands remained frozen on her waist, unsure what to do, but when hers began to roam over his body—running up his chest, down his shoulders, and down to his waist to pull his shirt out of his pants—he, too, explored her soft curves. His palm slid down her waist to cup her full buttocks, pulling her to him so she could feel his growing erection.

She moaned and pushed up against him, undulating her hips invitingly. Taking his hands into hers, she moved them to cup her breasts through her clothes. Of course, he’d spent a lot of time looking at those breasts—what else was he supposed to do when they were around each other twenty-four-seven on the island—wondering how they would feel. They were much larger than they looked, but fit his hands perfectly. She gasped when he gave them a firm squeeze, but didn’t seem to mind as she continued to kiss him. In fact, she lowered her hands to his waist and slipped her hands under his shirt to run her fingers over his abs before pulling the fabric up.

They broke apart for a moment as the henley shirt went over his head, and he gave her a quick kiss before moving lower, tracing her jaw with his mouth then nuzzling at her neck. Her skin there was soft and smooth too, and her perfume teased his senses. She gasped when he licked at the spot behind her ear and melted against him, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He grazed her skin lightly with his teeth and continued to taste her.

“Bedroom,” she moaned. “Now.”

He assumed that she was asking, but no. In a split second, they were transported to his bedroom on the second floor. Thankfully it was clean, but that wouldn’t have been an issue because he rarely slept there, preferring to collapse in the cot in the small room next to his workshop.

Aphrodite pushed him toward the bed, and he didn’t resist. However, once the back of his knees hit the mattress, he flipped their positions around and pushed her down on the bed.

She let out a whoop of surprise, then giggled as he fell on top of her, covering her lips with his. He deepened the kiss, invading her mouth. She matched his fervor, their tongues tangling in a wild dance. Her body wriggling up at him was too much, and he had to have a taste of hernow.

He bunched up the skirt of her dress and tugged up at it. Smart woman that she was, she immediately knew what he wanted and helped him, lifting her hips so he could slip it up her body and over her head. He groaned aloud as her naked breasts popped out from under the fabric. She’d been braless the whole time and he didn’t even realize it. He cupped them with his hands, testing their weight before dipping his head so he could take one hard nipple in his mouth.

Her fingers raked into the hair at the nape of his neck, tugging at the strands with desperation as he sucked on the bud. He teased her with his tongue, brushing the flat, rough side against her sensitive nipple. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and she rubbed herself against the bulge under his tight jeans. The friction sent pleasure down the back of his spine.

“Hephaestus,” she moaned. “Please…”

He slipped his hand between them, his finger rubbing the front of her panties, rubbing at the already damp seam. She trembled at the contact and he continued his slow teasing of her sex until she was squirming under his touch. Hooking his thumb over the waistband, he pushed them down to her thighs. Moving lower, he kissed a path from her breasts, over her soft belly, to the curls between her legs. In one motion, he pulled her panties off and set them aside.

Returning between her knees, he pushed them apart. He planted kisses on her inner thighs, all the way to the valley of her sex. Slowly, he licked up her crevice, making her shiver. He hooked her legs over his shoulders and plunged in, growling as he licked at her again before plunging his tongue inside her.

She cried out and pushed her hips up at him. Her delicious womanly scent filled his nostrils, and his cock throbbed. He sealed his mouth over her clit, using a combination of pressure and rubbing to tease at her nub. When he felt her hips give a shudder, he continued relentlessly, until her entire body started to shake. But he wasn’t done yet. He plunged a finger inside her, hooking it to find her G-spot. She screamed out, her thighs pressing hard around his head and ears as he went deaf for a moment.

“H-Hephaestus,” she said weakly. “That was—oh!”

He didn’t let her rest as he went right back to eating her delicious pussy. This time, he switched his hand and his mouth, so that his mouth was at her slick entrance while his fingers rubbed at her clit. He stroked and licked her to another orgasm, barely letting her rest before he started again. His cock now painfully strained against the seam of his jeans, and no amount of rubbing at the mattress could ease it. Lifting his hips up, he unbuttoned the fly and eased his cock out. The pressure of his fist around his shaft eased the pain, and he began to move his hand up and down. Noticing that Aphrodite was nearing another orgasm, he moved his tongue over her clit with the same rhythm as his hand.

“Hephaestus!” Her fingers dug into his hair once more and gripped it so hard he thought she’d rip it from his scalp. That was enough to keep his own orgasm at bay, as he didn’t want to come yet. For now, he wanted to make sure she was satisfied.

As she lay on the mattress, recovering from her orgasm, he slid up behind her, pulling her limp body against his. “Are you all good?”

She gave a weak laugh. “Good doesn’t begin to describe it.” She shimmied around to face him, her cheeks flushed and eyes glazed over as a slow smile spread across her mouth. “Now it’s your turn.” Her palm wrapped around his cock.

“Aphrodite, you don’t—uh!” Every stroke sent shivers down his spine, straight down to his balls. The pressure, the speed, even the softness of her skin was perfect. If she didn’t stop, he was going to come all over her hands. “It’s too much. Just…slow down.”

Instead of slowing or stopping, however, she slid downward and without missing a beat, wrapped her mouth around the bulbous tip.

“What—oh…fffuuuck.”

Her mouth was warm and wet and everything he dreamed of. Her tongue swirled around the tip, teasing the slit and the head with soft licks before plunging him in farther into her mouth.

“Damn…oh!” Unable to help himself, he wrapped her brown locks around his fist as he gently thrust against her mouth. “I…oh, fuck, stop or I’m gonna come.”

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