Chapter Thirty-Six

The refreshing cool breeze gently caressed my skin as it made its way up the mountain, intensifying the experience. The scorching touch of Thanatos’ finger, oozing with the hot substance, delicately traced a path between my breasts.

“Too hot?” He hummed, and I shook my head.

“No, what is it?” I gripped the pillows above me, using them as an anchor.

“Wax, I wanted to test your skin before I began dripping it on your body.”

Holy hell.

I gulped, my heart pounding wildly in my chest as anticipation coursed through my veins. Where had the shy and unsure Thanatos had gone when I first met him? He was dominating, taking what he wants, but this was a new level.

The thought of hot wax dripping on my body sent a mixture of excitement and nervousness rippling through me. Would it hurt? Burn? My hips wiggled, the anticipation getting the better of me.

I completely trusted him, and that should scare me the most.

I almost felt his smirk through the blindfold. I imaged the heat of his eyes as they gleamed with mischievousness that made my stomach twist with desire. I felt the closeness of his skin, the warmth of the candle as he raised it to my exposed body. I braced myself for the first drop.

As the drop of wax landed on me, a searing heat followed by a tingling sensation engulfed my skin. It was an odd mix of pleasure and pain that sent shivers over my body. I could feel Thanatos’ heated gaze bore into me. I could feel him, his shadows hovering over me. As if he was gauging my reaction with an intensity I haven’t felt before.

I bit my lip and arched my chest.

The sensation of the wax continued to travel down my body, each drop leaving a trail of fire that morphed into a tantalizing tingle. Thanatos’ hands were gentle as he spread the wax and covered every inch of my chest and stomach. His touch made my clit pulse, mixing with the heat from the wax and creating a whirlwind of desire that threatened to consume me.

His free hand reached lower, cupping my pussy. I immediately bucked into his touch.

“Fires of Tartarus. You are wet already.” He dipped his clean finger inside, stroking me as I whined for more. He tsked. “No, not yet. I’m making you wait.”

My chest heaved with each breath; my lungs begged for more air as I struggled to keep composed amidst the chaos of my feelings. And yet, there was a sense of power in the surrender, a thrill in allowing him to take control. It was as if I had given myself entirely to him, body and soul, and in doing so, found a freedom I hadn’t known before.

I could do this forever with him.

Beneath the blindfold, I could see the candle flames flickered casting dancing shadows on the surrounding trees. The area seemed alive with the energy of our connection, an electric current that hummed that blended into Thanatos’ devious hum.

Suddenly, the warmth of the candle was gone, a gentle thump away from us caught my attention. Before I could ask what it was, Thanatos’ mouth found my breast and sucked on it violently.

“Fuck you’re mine, you know that?”

I lower my cuffed hands and wrap them around his head, pulling him closer to my breasts.

His cock strained against my leg, and I raised it up to pull him closer into my core. But he would not give it to me, would he? Because he was punishing me.

He groaned, lifting away from my body and pulling off the blindfold. When I looked down, my body was painted in a glorious pine colored green wax.

The sight before me was stunning. I could see every curve and contour of my body outlined in the deep shade of green. I traced the patterns with my fingers, feeling the warmth and tingles linger on my skin. It was as if Thanatos had captured the essence of our connection and drenched my body in it. And the more I touched it, the more I felt the power and the depth of his possession over me.

“You’ve marked me,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

Thanatos chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across his face. “Yes, my treasure,” he said, his voice a low growl. “I’ve claimed your body. I want your soul, too.”

My breath hitched when he pulled me into a searing kiss, our bodies melding together like two halves of a whole. I could feel the fire within him, the raw desire that burned hotter than the wax.

I wanted to give him my soul too, but his possessive growl in his chest, the way my pussy clenched to nothing, I couldn’t convey those words to him. While I was cuffed and bound, I couldn”t convey those words to him.

He tore his lips away and palmed my breast. His cock dripped with come and I licked my lips, imagining having him in my mouth again. To have him slide his dick down my throat while I was helpless like this was--well let’s just say I never thought of anything like this before, but I liked the idea.

He gazed from my face to my line of vision and smirked. “You want me to fuck your pretty little mouth, my treasure?”

I heaved in a breath. “Please.”

Thanatos groaned. “So damn perfect for me, Juniper. Can’t you see that? I can smell your arousal, how much you want this, want us.”

He straddled my neck and threaded his fingers through my scalp.

“I want you to show me two fingers if it’s too much,” he rasped. “Show me right now, two fingers so I know.”

I balled up my fist and gave him the peace sign. It was comical, considering I knew this would not be a peaceful fucking of my mouth.

“Good little mate.” His fingers tightened in my hair.

He painted his pre-come on my lips with the tip of the head. “Now open up and let your Bone Daddy in.”

He did not.

He chuckled as I opened wide and let him slide the length of himself inside me. I could taste the salty tang of his come slide down my tongue and his cock enter the back of my throat. I gagged but opened myself wider to accommodate.

Tears filled my eyes, my vision blurring, but I could still see the look of desire above me. Thanatos may have complete possession over my body, but he also had it over my heart. I’m pretty sure he would soon have it over my soul as well when I give that freely, too.

“Fuck this is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He pulled his cock out slowly and shoves it back inside my mouth. “Watching my dick disappear inside you.”

Slowly, back and forth, he used my mouth as his own personal fuck cavern. I moaned, feeling the ridges slide against my cheeks, the come that continued to leak and drip down my throat.

“Juniper,” he sighed my name like a prayer. “Ah, my treasure, what you do to me?” He picks up the pace, pulling my head forward.

He goes faster, his grunts growing the more he fucks my mouth. I can feel his cock hardening, growing, like he is holding back his orgasm. The veins in his neck grow more visible, his jaw tight. The sight alone made my pussy drip.

I crossed my legs, trying to rub my throbbing clit. Thanatos must have realized my dilemma because his thrusts paused and pulled out his in one swift movement. “Ride me,” he snarled, pulling me into his lap and leaned us up against the smooth bark of the tree. “Now, Juniper!”

He throws my cuffed hands around his head.

My weeping pussy accepted his shaft, but I still screamed at the sudden intrusion. “Fuck, you are just a soaked little thing, aren’t you?” He cooed, resting his hands on my hips.

Thanatos urged me on, having me ride him in the near darkness. “That’s it. Fuck, squeeze my dick like a good mortal.”

His eyes stayed on me, his hands and shadows roamed, cupping my breast, rubbing my clit, caressing my body like there was more than one person holding me. I was being lifted to ride him easier, touched like I was part of some kinky reverse harem. I was being damn loved like there was more than one man here.

And damnit, I loved him too.

Thanatos leaned over and sucked on my neck, wrapping his arms around me as I grew closer to my orgasm.

“That’s it, a little more and we come together, my treasure.”

I felt like I’ve already orgasmed ten times. I was sensitive, my clit swollen and hot. But it was just a matter of--this was going to be the biggest orgasm I’ve ever had in my damn life.

“I can’t,” I nearly cried out. “I’m scared it will hurt.”

Scared my body will hurt, or scared that my heart will freaking combust because I love this god? I didn’t know which.

Thanatos bucked his hips, his shadows holding my ass and parting them.

Oh, shit he isn’t, is he?

“It won’t hurt, not when I am here,” he swore. “I’ll always make you feel good and wanted. Thanatos licked his finger next to my ear while we continued to buck wildly against each other. “Now trust me, just trust me.”

I whimpered against him; I was close. So close.

His finger pushed through the tight ring of my backside, my hands scratched the bark behind Thanatos’ head. He pushed through until all I felt was fullness in both my pussy and ass. So. Damn. Full.

“I can’t hold it anymore!” I cried out.

“Then come, come with me now,” he snarled.

And the dam broke.

My back arched, his finger pushed deep inside my backside while his cock exploded deep inside me. That didn’t stop my pussy from leaking a copious amount of my own fluid arousal.

“Fuck!” Thanatos continued to fuck both of my holes, my pussy strangling his cock as he did.

I let my head fall on his shoulder, completely spent, knowing there would be no round two. The wax that was drawn with his name on my body was crackling and peeling. I was super aware of all touches, his shadows, his fingers, hands, and dick.

He slowly slid out his finger from my ass. I winced, almost embarrassed, but he just hushed me and kissed my shoulder. I heard a tube pop open, a squirt and tissue being used.

I stayed still, just feeling the beating of his heart that I never thought he had at one point and listened to his breathing evening it out.

Once he was finished cleaning his hands, he ran his fingers through my hair and sighed deeply, pressing a tender kiss to my hair.

“Thanatos?”

He hummed, laying his cheek on my head.

“I—I love you.”

His shadows stopped caressing my body, and I watched them dissipate. Maybe post glow sex wasn’t the best time to tell him, but I don’t think I could hold it back.

I pulled away from him, my arms still around his neck with my cuffed wrists.

“You love me?” He asked, shocked.

Why was he so damn shocked? Did I act like I despised him that much?

“No, no.” He shook his head. “It’s not that. It’s just, you have hesitated with our bond, keeping your soul. You don’t act like you want mine.” His eyes softened and a hint of disappointment fell over those pretty blue eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t want to. It’s barely been a month. Humans date awhile before they get married, and you want to bond with me forever. I still can’t believe you want to be with me. You might get bored-- “

Thanatos silenced my lips with his. “Never say that. I will never get bored or annoyed. Like I have said before. Soulmates are different, we are made for each other.”

I gazed down at my hands and giggled.

“And--I love you too,” Thanatos said, cupping my jaw.

My heart dropped to my stomach. Could he really know what the word love meant? Did either of us?

He was still learning emotions while I dealt with a long life of bad luck.

“And I know I love you, because this emotion that I feel here,” he pulled my hands from around his neck and onto his chest for me to feel his heart, “is stronger than anything I have ever felt. It is both calming, yet frightening, fierce yet soft, powerful yet delicate. You, Juniper, hold my heart in your hands. You have the power to either help me grow or destroy me.”

My lips parted. Yup, that is exactly how I would describe it.