Page 107 of The Seducer
“Am I hurting you?” I asked and stopped pushing so hard.
“Just give me time to get used to you,” she said with her eyes still closed.
“Maybe if I warm you up a little bit. I should’ve thought about that, I was just so eager to get inside you.”
“No, no, it’s fine, try to move a little again,” Athena instructed and as soon as I did, the friction made shivers of pleasure run up and down my spine.
“God, that feels good,” I said trying to suppress all the curse words that wanted to spill out of me in a firework of verbal declarations of Athena’s perfection. “I want to marry you,” I exclaimed and planted my teeth in her shoulder, giving her a gentle bite to shut myself up. I didn’t want to scare her with my demands, but making love to her brought out ancient pre-programmed instincts of claiming her.
Athena was rocking her pelvis rhythmically against my thrusts and her arms were wrapped around my neck.
For every thrust, I pushed a little deeper and she took me in inch by inch.
“Marry me,” I whispered against her neck, unable to keep the words back. “I’ll go crazy if you say no.”
“Finn,” she moaned and it was the sweetest sound in the world.
“Athena.” I nibbled at her earlobe, and moved down to kiss her sweet lips, my tongue playing tag with hers while my hips circled and pressed all the way in.
“That’s it,” I said into her mouth and caught her tongue between my teeth.
Athena pushed at my shoulders, making sounds of laughter, and I let go of her tongue.
“Now, I have you right where I want you,” I said and nuzzled her nose with mine. “Every inch of my cock is buried deep inside you and you’re pinned underneath me. You’re mine now, you know that, right?”
When she closed her eyes, and swallowed hard, I stopped breathing. “Talk to me,” I whispered low.
In a slow movement, she opened her eyes and a sound escaped the back of my throat when I saw how moist they were.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, feeling a knot press at my chest. Athena crying while we were having sex couldn’t be a good sign.
When she spoke, her voice was brittle. “It’s a very powerful feeling. Like it’s filling me up from the inside and my heart is too small to contain so much love for one person.” Placing her hand on her chest, she said with teary eyes, “There’s so much pressure in here.”
For once, I was out of words.
“Does it hurt inside you too?” Athena asked me, blinking those incredibly green eyes and looking straight into my soul.
“Ehm… no, not really. I mean when I thought I was hurting you, I felt a tightness in my chest, but that was just fear, I think.”
“But you love me, right?”
“Fuck yes!” It flew out of my mouth.
With a hand behind my head, Athena brought me closer. “Use your lips for kissing, not cursing.”
I smiled and got to work, kissing my priestess until my jaws were sore, while moving in and out of her.
All the while the need to claim her grew in intensity and my big mouth just wouldn’t stay closed.
“I want to marry you,” I said again.
“Why?” she asked, her fingers nuzzling the hair on my neck, while her teeth played with my earlobe. “Why do you want to marry me?”
“Because you’re everything to me.”
“But what would it change? I’ve agreed to be with you. Married or not, there would be no difference.”
“I would be your husband and every male would know that you’re taken.”
