Chapter Thirteen

In Which the Single Most Perfect Worship

A shock of pleasure zinged through me, making me gasp for air. While this was all new to me as an experience, I obviously understood how it all worked.

And it worked.

So much of my initial creation had depended on the magic to fill in the blanks, and I said a tiny prayer of thanks to my own magic for giving me a clitoris even though I would have never dreamed I'd need it.

In the darkness, Orcus's eyes glowed and, though they'd always been golden in the past, they now carried the teal of my magic. When he smiled, the glow lit his teeth, and even though it was menacing, I liked it. His grin made my blood rush in my veins and my pussy pulse between my legs.

My legs kicked out, only to have more tentacles wrap around them, steadying me. It was like he knew that I was on a journey, a ride that I'd never experienced, and he was here to steady me as we progressed. I squeezed my eyes shut, because there were more sensations than I could possibly comprehend. I, who had once been omniscient and in charge of an entire planet, was overwhelmed this easily. But right now, I had a human body, and I was experiencing things I'd never known before.

The tentacle of shadow toyed with my clit, brushing each side and dipping inside me to gather more of my slick. Just when I thought I had habituated, had gained a hold on the situation, his tentacle... changed. Instead of being a smooth slickness, it had raised bits. I was too out of my mind to notice what shape they might be. All I knew was that they drove me wild.

Each section that passed over my clit caused me to convulse uncontrollably. Orcus's breath came fast and heavy, the only consolation that I wasn't alone in this. When I ventured to open my eyes, I realized that he'd removed his shirt. He knelt between my legs, his nipples hard and jutting out from his well-formed pecs. I had no idea what I'd been thinking of when I'd made him, but thank fuck, I had. He was sex and sin, perfection and danger all rolled up into one deadly package, solely designed to bring me to my knees.

"Oh, princess, you look so beautiful coming apart for me. You're such a mess. You almost act like you've never—" he cut off and squinted at me. "Aviana, have you never come before?"

"No," I whispered. Trying to focus on what he was saying, but I was entirely overwhelmed with where he touched me. "I've seen it happen plenty, though. I know how these things work."

An expression of shock flashed across his face, only to be replaced with a grin so predatory, so sexy, that I thought I might melt.

"You're telling me that no one, not even you, has wrested an orgasm from this gorgeous pussy?"

"No, what reason would I have had to?—"

"Because it's the single most perfect cunt in this galaxy, perhaps this universe!"

"Well, yes," I allowed. "But until now, it hasn't exactly been serving me especially well. It's been lying dormant, perhaps collecting dust?"

"A tragedy," he said, shaking his head. "Well, I'll be damned if you come on my tentacle for the first time, then."

I frowned, unsure what he meant, but screamed in surprise when he lowered his head to nip at my clit. His tongue differed from my own, not modeled entirely on a human tongue, but more closely to the creatures of the dark forces I'd seen in my travels to Earth. Split at the front, like a snake. The sections moved independently, taking the opportunity to drive me mad as they tickled my clit from either side. It didn't end there, though. The onslaught continued with the discovery that the pads of his tongue were raised, as if each taste bud held a small bead inside.

The combination was enough to make me quiver. I lost all sense of where I was or truly what was happening, my consciousness focused down until I was unfamiliar with anything but where his tongue caressed me, where the twin tips of his tongue drove me past the edge of sanity and plunged me into a land of pure bliss.

The longer he played, the tenser I became. I knew what was coming, but couldn't possibly have anticipated what it felt like. Every muscle in my body tensed, drawing tight like I might squeeze the pleasure from the experience. The tension, the tightness, rose and rose, until I felt the whisper of a tentacle at my opening, teasing back and forth as if asking for entry.

"Please," I screamed, begging to have it inside me. Orcus acquiesced with those dark chuckles. He must have tapered it, because what he inserted first was small, barely the size of a finger. It swelled though, pulsing larger with each second until it filled me. It skated across something inside me. At the same moment, he wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked.

My muscles tightened, ripples of pleasure pulsed through my body. They originated in my cunt, but moved through me in a wave. Vibrations through my clit made me scream aloud, and shake within the bonds of Orcus's tentacles.

For a few moments of bliss, I didn't worry, I didn't think, I didn't even breathe. I blinked back to consciousness, intimately aware of Orcus's intense gaze on me. He smirked, and I loved being able to feel his move against me.

Pulling back, he licked his lips. "Was my worship satisfactory, princess?"