Page 113 of The Devil and His Goddess

I trailed them to my center, and ever so slowly, touched the wet lips at my core. A shaky breath escaped me. My eyes fluttered shut as I ran my finger up the seam, reminding myself that it was only my hand.

Just us.

Perseus, my sun, was right here, watching me brave pleasure for the first time. I opened my eyes once more to fix them on him. His attention was trained on my hand, and his bare chest rose and fell hard like it took all of his power to stay absolutely still and not rush to claim me.

His restraint in the face of what he desired most actually made the sweet hunger heating my core stronger. Right now, I was the one in control. I could make him wither in hunger without giving him an ounce of pleasure, and he’d accept that torment with a smile. I could drive him wild and allow him to cum if I chose to. Everything wasmychoice, and that made mepowerful. That was something I hadn’t felt in so fucking long.

With a mischievous smirk, I pushed my breasts out as I swiped my finger over my clit. The instant jolt of pleasure had my legs, which were still draped over his thighs, trembling and a gasp leaving my lips.

“Fuck,” Perseus hissed between gritted teeth.

He inhaled deeply, like he was savoring the smell of my desire and letting it soak into his very being. When he exhaled, his human guise disappeared. Darkness swirled in his green eyes until the black orbs with their red slit watched me. His black horns jutted up from his wet blond locks, and his black-clawed fingers curled where they rested on his thighs near my legs.

His reactions had always been a drug of mine. I got high off his blatant lust for me, his awe of me, and his need for me. The fact remained true now as I rubbed and circled my finger through my aching center, teasing my clit, and basking in the electric pulse that soared along my spine. I gathered the shining evidence of my own want and swept my fingers down to my entrance.

At the first sign of my finger pushing inside, my body reflexively locked up. Flashes of a foreign body invading me appeared in my mind, and panic climbed up my chest.

“You’re safe, Harper,” Perseus declared, his clawed finger crooking beneath my chin. He held it there to force my eyes on his. “You’re safe.”

I let out a weak breath. The warmth of his finger under my chin infused me with strength while his words became my shield. The combination gave me enough courage to slowly push my finger inside. I clamped around the digit but didn’t stop, shaking when the first wave of pleasure hit me. That initial dull throb of delight made it easier to pull my finger out before sliding it back in. My lips parted, and my head lulled to the side as I found a rhythm that slowly dissipated the dark memories and replaced it with a needy hunger for more.

“That’s it,” Perseus cheered me on roughly. “Take it back. Take your pleasure back. Take yourpowerback.”

I gasped, my hips bucking to meet my finger as I added another without hesitation. No other thoughts had a chance of entering my mind right now, not when I was chasing this sweet feeling and needing to be filled harder and deeper.

“More,” I begged.

I wasn’t sure if the word actually slipped out or if I’d simply thought it. All I knew was I neededmore. My few fingers weren’t enough to get me where I wanted to go.

I withdrew my fingers and pulled my legs back as I got on my knees to grab his swimming trunks. The moment I reached for them, he snapped his clawed fingers, making the trunks vaporize into shadows that disappeared. His hard cock rested proudly against his taut stomach. My mouth watered at the sight of Perseus’s bare flesh, which was completely naked now. My core pulsed with greed for him.

I moved quickly while still fueled by that fervent hunger to reach my peak. I straddled his hips while he leaned back against the pool lounger, letting me control everything. I reached between us to grip his hot and heavy shaft, relishing in the velvety weight of it in my palm. I positioned it at my entrance and carefully sank onto the tip.

The fullness already stretching me open had me freezing yet again, but it was no longer flashes of memories in my head.

I was thrown back in time and shoved into that useless body that was unable to fight against Drake as he forced me to accept him. I was back to screaming internally and resisting with every fiber of my being while my outward body did the opposite. I was back in the nightmare, alone and broken, eyes closing in anguished defeat.

Two warm hands gently cupped my cheeks, and my blurry eyes opened a crack. Perseus’s black-and-red eyes held mine where I laid lifeless on the ballet floor, and his thumbs stroked my cheeks. “Stay here with me, Harper. I’m right here. It’s me.”

Perseus. It’s Perseus.

I sucked in a hard breath. The ballet room around me slowly crumbled brick by brick, and the vision of the monster at my back vanished like smoke on the wind until I found myself outside on the patio. There wasn’t a body at my back as I lay motionless, and there wasn’t the pain of someone forcing themselves on me.

It was just me and Perseus with the moon and stars shining down on us.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I whispered, “Don’t let go.”

“I won’t,” he promised, caressing my cheeks with his clawed fingers.

I sank a bit deeper onto his shaft, focusing on the slight shiver in his shoulders and near-shuttering of his eyes. “Say my name, please.”

“Har—”

“No,” I cut him off breathlessly as I pushed lower. “Yourname for me.”

His full lips lifted faintly into the hint of a smile. “Goddess.”

A warmth zipped up my spine as I seated myself fully onto his dick. I braced my hands on his chest, my nails scraping his defined pecs. I allowed myself a moment to get used to having someone else inside of me. I traced Perseus’s face to remind myself that it was only him.

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