31. Medusa

P ax was beautiful, and I had him right where I wanted him. He usually wore his long, black hair pulled back, but he was wearing it down when we got home. It was fanned out on the pillow and just looked shiny and soft. His skin was tanned and smooth and only marred by the scars around his eyes. Pax's lips were beautifully full.

His body was made for sin. He wasn't as big as Cas and Dionysus or as lithe as Benji. He was right in the middle. He had the body of a swimmer. I ran my hand down his abs. It wasn't fair that it was easier for men to get abs than women, but Pax practically had an eight pack.

"You are perfection," I hummed.

I meant it. He was beautiful. Pax just cocked his head at me.

"All of me?"

I knew he meant his eyes. The irises were milky white and there was scarring around his eyes, but it didn't mean a thing to me. I leaned forward and kissed him.

"I don't give a shit about your eyes. Dionysus doesn't either. Everything I said was true. You're insanely beautiful and you're mine."

Pax chuckled.

"Watch it. You're starting to sound like Cas."

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked, kissing his neck while he stroked my back.

"Fuck, no. I love it when he gets all growly and possessive. Same when you do it."

"Same. I need you in my mouth."

"Yeah, I have a problem with that, little monster."

"What? Why?"

Since when did any guy turn down a blow job? Pax wasn't an apex predator, but he'd been living with two of them for decades. And since he was a Smith, he was still dangerous. He had access to the same magic all the various kinds of witches had with the added bonus that he could transfigure anything into whatever he wanted. He was also much bigger than me.

Pax pounced and was able to wrestle me exactly how he wanted me without pinning me down or triggering any memories hanging out in the dark recesses of my mind. He managed to manhandle me just right.

"You can have my cock in your mouth, but only if I get to taste you, too. How does that sound, little monster?"

"Oh, my goddess," I moaned.

There was this part of me that wanted a lot of things I couldn't do because Poseidon ruined it for me. I'd asked Dionysus to try and ended up a hot mess. There was this delicate balance between what I wanted and what I could handle. I was pretty sure it didn't make a lick of fucking sense and I would probably be shit at trying to explain it, but Pax handled it perfectly.

Sometimes, I wanted someone to take control from me, but I needed them to constantly ask me if something was too much, even if it seemed minor and something I'd enjoy. That was why safe words didn't work for me. If something was too much, it was an instant onslaught of memories and I couldn't even say the damned safe word to stop it.

Pax did everything exactly right. He didn't pin me down because he knew I hated it, but he got me where he wanted me. Also, everyone won in a sixty-nine, but he still asked first.

"How did you get to be so perfect?"

I tried to explain to him why he was perfect and what I needed going forward. I also gave him two enthusiastic thumbs up on a sixty-nine.

"Bring that beautiful cock down here."

"Yes, ma'am. You know we'll give you whatever you want, even if it's completely unreasonable."

"Your cock is unreasonable. Did the piercings hurt?"

Pax had a Jacob's ladder. There was a line of barbells down the shaft. If I could have pegged any one of my mates for an insane amount of dick piercings, it would have been Benji.

"It wasn't pleasant, but they drive Benji crazy."

"Can they drive me crazy, too?"

I mean, they already had, but that was in my ass. I wanted to know what they felt like everywhere. Pax just chuckled.

"They can do that, but make up your mind, little monster. What do you need?"

"You. And um, both?"

Because I definitely wanted his cock in my mouth, but I wanted to experience the piercings again, too.

"Remember what I said. Cas and Dionysus are the only ones of us that weren't fucked up by the Coalition and Dionysus has all that stuff with Zeus and Hera. Whatever you want, we're going to be down for it, even Cas."

"What about what you want?"

Pax licked my thigh.

"I want lots of things. I want the Coalition to pay for what they did to us, but then I want a nice boring life where the most dramatic thing happening is Benji having a one-sided feud with someone. I want the world to be safe for us and kids like Aidan. I'd like to take time off to travel and do stupid tourist things. I've been trying to make the perfect souffle for ages and I still haven't mastered it. I want to take a month off to just master the souffle.

"But right this minute? I want to devour your pussy and feel you scream around my cock until you come on my tongue. Then, I want you to sit on my cock and take your pleasure. I want to feel that soft hair tickling my legs while you ride me."

"Are you the smooth talker of the group?" I moaned as he nipped at my thighs.

"We all have our versions of pillow talk, but wouldn't you rather both our mouths be occupied right now? You started it, little monster. You going to ovary up and finish it?"

Fuck me. I had Pax pegged as the calm, reasonable one and he was most of the time. But sweet Pax had a bit of a dark side and I liked it. He was also very talented with his tongue. Smiths could also transfigure themselves if they wanted. The only things they couldn't change on themselves were things that were too far damaged.

I was pretty sure he'd transfigured his tongue into something longer, pointy, and better at eating pussy because I was about to lose my damned mind. I was trying to find my rhythm sucking his cock since I'd never been with anyone with this piercing before. Dionysus got a pubic piercing when he heard it would hit my clit and feel good for me. I was really fond of Dionysus's piercing, but I was having to get used to Pax's and I was having a little trouble concentrating.

Pax was devouring me and it didn't take long before I became undone. I laid on my back panting with my arm over my eyes.

"I'm pretty sure you cheated."

"You mad?"

"Not in the slightest. How many tricks do you have in the bedroom, anyway?"

"Who's cheating now? Isn't that a spoiler?"

Yeah, Pax was not a tame lion. He gave off soothing vibes, but he could go there when he wanted to.

"Didn't you say something about wanting me to ride you?"

Pax just grinned at me.

"Hop on, little monster."

Pax had a nice sized cock, but those piercings felt glorious as he slid inside me. He was sitting up with me in his lap and my legs wrapped around his waist. I could feel his heart hammering in his chest. It was matching mine.

"I agree with Benji on the piercings."

"Take what you need."

Pax's snake tattoo on my hip was humming with pleasure as I begin to move. He was hitting everything just right. Pax squeezed my ass, but he kept his promise. He let me take what I wanted. I was in total control and I loved it.

Pax was hitting everything just right, and those piercings were something else. He lowered his head and started sucking my nipple. I moaned and rode him harder. Pax kept one hand squeezing my ass and tangled the other in my curls.

"Pull my hair and bite me."

Because I might not want to be held down and some things freaked me out, but I fucking loved hair pulling and biting. I could feel through our bond that Pax liked doing it as soon as I asked.

I was getting close and I could tell he was, too. The bond let us feed off each other. I knew he knew what I needed, but he was waiting for me to ask because he didn't want to spook me. I appreciated it because sometimes I wanted things that didn't mesh with my anxiety and he was still learning what those things were.

I could tell Pax liked a little pain, too. Not a lot, just a little bite. Pax moaned and bit me again when I raked my nails down his arm. And then Pax pulled out another one of his Smith bedroom tricks and I lost my fucking mind.

His

Cock

Vibrated.

Oh, my fucking goddess. Every company that advertised super realistic vibrating dongs weren't even close now that I mated to someone with an actual vibrating cock. And it had piercings. I was pretty mad at the Fates for literally everything, but the mates they'd sent me were pretty great. It wasn't just the sex tricks. Pax was super respectful of anything that might trigger me, even in the heat of the moment.

If Pax wanted to send me over the edge, he pretty much succeeded. He bit my nipple and pulled my hair while his cock was vibrating away and his piercings were hitting all the right places.

My vision went white as my body shook. I yanked Pax's hair and buried my teeth in his shoulder. Pax growled as he came and then we just sat there shaking and holding each other.

"Fuck. Can all Smiths do that?"

"Just the open-minded creative ones who are willing to try any crazy idea thrown out by a bratty hybrid who is up for literally anything. "

"I must be super blessed to reap the benefits of Benji throwing out ideas and you experimenting."

"We've all experimented. We're a pretty open group. Benji and Cas will want their time with you and show you their tricks, too."

"Yeah, but tonight, you're mine. I want to sleep snuggled up with you and wake up next to you."

"I don't have the whole ‘bear daddy growly thing' going on, but you're mine, too."

I broke into goosebumps and snuggled into his chest.

"It's still kinky when you say it."