“I waited a long time to taste you,” Cronus rumbled, and my legs were already moving against the sheets, needing to deal with the pleasure overload. “Better than I fucking imagined.”
“Motherfuckinggodsandsins,” I screamed, as the third orgasm ripped through me, and this time I think I did kind of black out for a bit.
Cronus ran that wicked tongue over me a few more times, drawing out every ounce of pleasure, before he slowly made his way up along my body, taking his time again. “You’re doing this deliberately,” I huffed out.
#WordsAreHard
He grinned, leaning down to kiss me. “Fuck yes I am.”
I tasted myself on his lips, and it was more of a turn-on than I expected. Just … being with Cronus like this was already beyond anything I’d experienced before. It made any other sexual encounter seem like they never happened.
“You’re wearing too many clothes,” I told him, trying to get my hands between us to get them off.
“I wanted to focus on you,” he told me, and while I appreciated that, fucking hell I did, it was time for me to focus on this Titan of a man.
“Off. Now,” I demanded.
His eyes darkened, lust filling them, and within a blink of his eye he was as naked as me. Tilting my head back, I ran my gaze along his body, noting the powerful corded muscles in his arms, impossible number of abs down his flat stomach, and that perfect vee-shape that led to…
“Nope. Nuh-uh,” I said, crossing my arms and glaring at him. “What in the fuck is that? Seriously! Nope.” I shook my head vigorously. “Sorry, it’s not happening, buddy. My vagina has run away in terror.”
Cronus’ lips twitched and he shook his head. “Love, you can’t say that to a man about his dick. You just can’t.”
I pursed my lips. “That’s not a dick, that’s a weapon, and as such, should not be carried concealed where one might be surprised with a fucking anaconda in your pants.” I hadn’t gotten the full picture of this when we’d been possessed by Jealousy. I mean, the tip had felt large, but this … this was something else.
Cronus threw his head back and laughed, rolling off me slightly so he could lose his shit without crushing me. This was the first time in so long that I’d heard him laugh, and it was the best thing—outside of all those orgasms—that I’d had in my life.
“I seriously love you,” I said, before I could stop myself.
His laughter faded away as he turned back to face me.
Leaning over, I kissed him. “I hope you’re okay with us never having sex though, because I’d like my lady parts to remain in one piece.”
Cronus growled against my mouth, hands landing on my hips as he hauled me closer. “I promise it will fit, love. You were made for me. There’s no other in this world, or any other, that would even come close to being a match.”
Well, fuck. Now I had to risk possible death via vagina explosion.
#WorthIt #YouKnowItsWorthIt
I sighed. “Well, if this is how I go … I could think of worse ways.”
Cronus lifted me up, rolling underneath, and when I sprawled on top he stroked a hand along my breasts, caressing them as my body slid over his. “You set the pace,” he murmured, that low husky voice doing all the right things to me. “You're in charge.”
Nothing was hotter than a man putting you in charge in the bedroom.
He continued to play with my body as I adjusted myself. I wrapped my palm around his thick hardness that lay between us. At this point, I was turned on enough that my fear of “death by giant dick” was at a minimum. Lifting my hips, I sank onto him, slowly, letting him fill me in a way that no one else ever had. Cronus was not just long; he was thick and perfectly straight. Rare to find straight ones, according to the poll I ran in high school.
#TitanPerk #TitanDickIsSuperior #ProveMeWrong
As I made my way down his length, my body relaxed, opening up further as the pure pleasure overcame the small amount of discomfort at his size. For reals, I’d never be able to fuck him without some decent prep work, but since Cronus seemed to love foreplay, that wasn’t going to be a problem.
“Told you,” Cronus said smugly, both hands wrapped around my tits as I sat above him, managing to take all stupid-amount-of-inches.
All I could do was groan as I started to move on top, sliding my body in a way that felt good, and was hopefully good for Cronus too. At one point I changed the angle, lying across him as I moved so our mouths could meet.
I wanted to kiss him. I needed to kiss him.
The spiraling of pleasure in my center started slower this time, because I was moving in a slow, steady rhythm—until the point Cronus took control, heavy hands on my hips, biting into me a little as he lifted me and started to fuck me harder.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come again,” I groaned, pretty much holding on for dear life this time.
Cronus groaned as well. “Hearing those words fall from your pretty mouth…” he growled. “Come for me, love. Right. Now.”
I’d never been one to take commands very well, but apparently Cronus’ gold dick was the ticket I’d been missing on that front.
My scream was loud, the orgasm intense in ways I didn't know they could be. It was normal to not feel your legs, but I literally couldn’t feel any part of my body. I’d gone to the fucking next dimension.
Cronus’ eyes were so dark now, the gold the only slice of shimmer to be seen. “Maisey,” he groaned, as he started to lose his shit, gripping my hips tightly. He jerked up into me once and then again, and I felt him swell even further, sending me screaming for the tenth time.
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