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Without Horus’s influence in his head, he was probably feeling the impact of his actions anew.

I had, when Ra had first freed me.

“I hate that you remember that. I hate that I do. And I still don’t know how this happened.”

I looked up at the ceiling, all around us, and smirked. “The house is protecting you.”

“Huh? How?”

“You said it yourself. Steges exist outside of time and space. They can bend it sometimes. And other times, they can reset it entirely.”

Drew looked around the room as if seeing it for the first time. He was adorable. He seemed so vulnerable. I wanted to hold him and protect him and make sure Horus never got his hands on him ever again.

“I guess you wanted me to make a better choice, didn’t you?” he said to the ceiling before he glanced at me. “Now what? H-how do we even defeat him? Last time you tried to kill him it didn’t work and it killed your husband.”

The memory of that hurt more than the knife on my stomach. It hurt more than any weapon ever could.

“This time, we’ve got time on our side. We just need to make sure you’re battle-ready.”

Drew nodded. “Okay. How do we do that?”

I didn’t answer. Instead, I stood, offered him my hand and took him to the bathroom, where I proceeded to clean all the blood from his hand and he helped do the same with my stomach.

Once we were dry, I took us to the bedroom and closed the door.

“Wh-what are we doing here?” he asked.

I lowered Drew to the bed and caressed his cheek. “Do you trust me?” I asked.

He stared into my eyes and I felt my insides tumble. I didn’t know what I’d do if he said no.

“Yes,” he said and I was able to breathe again.

“Then follow my lead,” I said and closed the distance between us.

I’d missed his lips. His body on mine. The taste of his tongue. I might not have known him long, I might not have been doing this with him for any more than a day or two, but my soul and heart craved him. Just like they’d once craved Ra. It was similar but different. It was powerful and irresistible and oh so intoxicating.

He was hesitant at first. As if my advance had been unexpected but not unwelcome, but the more I kissed him, the more he came to life and gave as much as he took from me.

I laid us down side by side, my hands resting around his neck, his resting on my chest and even though his touch was soft and entirely unassuming, I felt them on me like a mark. A brand.

His cock got hard between my legs, sending pulses of desire through to mine. Drew’s hands slid down to palm my cock and bring it to full erection with a few strokes, all the while claiming my mouth like he wanted me too. As if he felt for me the way I felt for him. Which I had no idea how to describe other than as a possessive, needy protectiveness.

It was as if I’d been living the dark until he’d brought the light. As if I’d been dead and he’d brought me back to life. As if I’d been heartbroken and he had the capacity to mend the pieces.

I wanted him. I wanted him more than I wanted to breathe. I wanted him more than I wanted anything in this world.

He pushed me gently and started his descent down my body but I put a stop to it, as much I’d have loved to be subjected to his loving. It was my turn to do so. And since he’d given me the gift of life it was high time I gave him a gift of my own.

I pulled him up by the chin and when he was flat on the bed I peppered kisses down his neck. His nipples were my next target. I sucked on them, on and on until I could feel him undulating under me and his heart pounded like a drum urging me on.

“Oh goddess, Sett!” he moaned and I teased his hardened nipples between, feeling his pleasure reverberate through me, making my cock pulse.

With his whimpering as fuel I moved down, kissing his stomach, his abs, the Adonis belt leading me all the way to perfection.

I covered his cockhead with my lips and swirled my tongue over his slit, teasing more and more sweet pre-cum out of him before I swallowed even more of him.

This was how I wanted to spend the rest of my days. Between his legs with his shaft filling my mouth. There was no better place to be.