Page 48 of The Goddess is Angry
But their bedroom? This was an opulent den to do bad things to your partner in. The bed was massive with a hand carved headboard with ravens and cats. Cat’s paws and raven wings held back red-silk curtains, and they had this lush black-and-red duvet on the bed.
I’d wanted this since the first time Azren and I kissed, but now that it was happening, my usual nervousness when I had sex with someone for the first time was a million times worse. Azren was a god, so if things got too rough, we could hurt each other. They were also older than the universe and most gods weren’t celibate.
So, I needed to be better than every man and woman Azren had ever slept with since the universe was created. No pressure.
“I’m nervous,” Azren said.
“Bitch, same. I’m eighteen and haven’t been to nearly as many moon orgies as you have. Why the fuck are you nervous? You’ve done this alotmore than I have.”
“Not with another god. The primordials experimented after we made the universe and had vessels, but after it became clear what my magic was, most of them kept their distance and the ones who didn’t did their experimenting and decided on their preferences. Noteverygod is bisexual. The gods that came later tended to pair up with those that were created with them. Some of them were good friends and it would have made things weird. I haven’t been with another god since the universe was a baby.”
“Isn’t the theory the same whether you’re a god, mortal, man, or woman? I’m pretty sure sex worked similarly when Loki shapeshifted into a mare so Freya didn’t have to get married and got pregnant with Sleipnir.”
Azren gave me that sexy chuckle again.
“Oh, the body parts work the same, but neither of us has to worry about getting too excited and breaking a mortal. When we kissed, I called to have my bedroom reinforced so we don’t break it. That bed was hand carved by an amazing artist here five hundred years ago. I’m quite fond of it.”
“That bed is amazing. Maybe we should do this on something more replaceable.”
Azren ran their long graceful finger along a dresser that also looked like it had been made by some reaper artisan hundreds of years ago. Every candle in their bedroom came to life, and the lights dimmed.
“Why did you ask Oscar to paint your mom’s Yule gift instead of just waving your hand and conjuring it?”
“Because Oscar is an amazing artist and most people expect them to work for free now. I’d rather support a living artist than use magic.”
“What makes you think I’m any different? We treat artists a little differently here, but almost everything in my house is old and made by one.”
I groaned.
“I’ve never had sex with another god before, but how are we going to do this?”
Azren stepped forward and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.
“On my amazingly comfortable bed that I had reinforced. I don’t know who you think I am, George, but I’m the kind of lover who is going to draw things out as long as possible. I’m not going to throw you around the bedroom and give you a quick, rough fuck. You have your other boyfriends for that. I’ve been alive alongtime. I’ve experimented as a woman, so I know what feels good. You should be less worried about my furniture and more worried if you can handle a god who has read every sex book that has ever been written across multiple realms.”
Holy shit.
I grabbed Azren and kissed them.
“I love that you’re such a huge nerd.”
Azren whirled me around and pressed themselves against my back. They started nibbling on my neck while running their hand up my side.
“I love that you aren’t too scared to call Death a nerd and punch me in the face.”
“I didn’t exactly think punching Death in the face through.”
“Shut up, George,” Azren growled, pinching my nipple just right. “No magicking your clothes off. I want that beautiful body get revealed to me inch by inch as I remove your clothes.”
Holy shit.
Azren slowly peeled my clothes off leaving little kisses and bites as they removed a piece. They unhooked my bra with one hand and then lowered their face to take my nipple in their mouth. I moaned as they sucked and swirled it with their tongue. My thong was the last thing they removed, then they sat back and just stared at me. Azren stared at me like I was the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen.
“So perfect,” they sighed.
I reached for them and they kissed my breath away. Somewhere in that kiss, Azren magicked their clothes away. They were lean with a rock star body. I’d seen tattoos peeking out from under their clothes, but I’d never seen them in their entirety. It was a lot of black work and florals. It was gorgeous.
I kissed their chest and all the way down because I was going to blow my beautiful god.Holy shit.Azren was the same height as most gods, but not as built. Their dick, though? That was fucking impressive. Azren pulled me to my feet.
