Page 75 of Poseidon's Island Flower

I’d also rocked against the god Poseidon’s dick and let him suck my tits like no tomorrow. I freaking ordered the God of the Sea to touch me.

And he liked it.He liked it when I told him what to do.

He let go, he enjoyed it. He stopped worrying for a moment.

How in the hell was he so innocent for a god that had been around for centuries? Shouldn’t he be more comfortable with himself? More dominating? Hell, he’s probably cavorted in the sheets with some gorgeous babes. Oh, that stirred me up something fierce. I didn’t want to think about all the Greek mythology and how many times he knocked someone up.

Are their little Cy babies running and swimming around?

But not all the human stories must not be true. I mean, Poseidon did not look like he would swallow ships with waves because he was angry or punish cities with horrible hurricanes and typhoons.

That wasn’t him. At least, I didn’t think it was.

He'd kept a huge secret from me, but if he had told me from the beginning, would I be here with him now? I would think so, but Poseidon was a complicated guy.

I let my feet guide me, following no particular direction. I let my gut push me until I found the kitchen and that woman, Uriel, holding his hand.

Jealousy like I’d never known had bile rising in my throat. Had he done things with her? I’m a pretty confident person, but seeing someone as beautiful as this goddess holding my boyfriend’s hand made me see red.

Luckily, she was dating someone else, someone who was the God of Destruction. He was a character. He looked like he could set things on fire with his eyes. The other god, Loki, just smirked in the corner. He looked like trouble, and I made a mental note to stay far away from him, too.

As leery as I was of being around all these gods and goddesses, I wanted to cling to Poseidon. Not my usual calling, to cling to another person and extract the comfort I so desperately needed, but I was out of my element.

What else did I not know about this world beneath the sea? Hell, there was more than just Poseidon’s kingdom now. There was an Underworld.

My heart raced, thinking of all the possibilities. Zeus wasn’t just his brother, but his actual god-brother. THE Zeus. And Hades? He was real too? I swallowed, unsure where I stood in all this.

I was a damned human amongst gods.

When I was offered brownies, it was the perfect distraction to get a sugar high. Comfort eating ran in my family and right now, I needed all the comfort I could get.

Unfortunately, the pan of brownies was dropped by this beautiful woman that dressed way too young for her age when her hand reached out to grip my wrist. I couldn’t pull back, too entranced by her golden eyes and her warm touch.

Sounds around me muffled, my vision tunneled, and all I could see was her hand wrapped around mine. And it felt…nice.

No wonder Poseidon held this chick’s hand. I felt floaty, almost drunk. Maybe a combination of being high and drunk. I wasn’t sure, I’d never been high before, but right now I was floating on clouds and had the urge to giggle. If I ever smoked pot, I’m sure this is what it would feel like.

“I feel funny,” I giggled. Uriel let go, and I swayed, my foot landing in the pan of brownies, and slid to the floor.

“My Flower!” Poseidon kneeled beside me. His long beard, which now stretched below his collar bone, tickled my cheek.

I wondered how fun it would be tug on it as I led his mouth to my pussy and demanded he eat me out.

A shiver ran through me.Oh, that would be nice.

Instead of becoming embarrassed because my bare foot was in a warm pan of brownies, I stuck my finger inside the pan and grabbed a large dollop. I popped it in my mouth, letting it go with a pop.

Poseidon’s eyes darkened, his breath ragged as he watched me. “You were thinking about my mouth around your dick, weren’t you?” I asked innocently.

I didn’t care about the other gods in the room hearing me. All I cared about was Poseidon and how I affected him. I smiled, resisting the urge to pull him to me with his beard so I could kiss his sweet lips.

Poseidon’s face turned red, and he tried to help me up. I took another swipe of the mushed brownie and stood up with him. I swayed, toppled onto his chest, and lifted my finger and popped it into my mouth again. “I can do that, you know. Lick you just like this.” I took a long slow lick of my finger.

Poseidon cleared his throat. “Um, do what?”

“Put your dick in my mouth,” I muttered.

“Oh, she’s fun!” Uriel clapped her hands. “What else are you gonna do to him?”

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