Chapter 115 - The Master and the Submissive 2 / The Certainty of a God

Hope POV.

My heart is racing, I can hear it pounding against my ears, I tensed up when I heard the order to open the window, I know the temple windows are fogged up for outsiders, they can see silhouettes, but with the window open like this... Everyone looking in that window will be able to see me, see what my Master is doing and how I react.

I can't lie saying that it doesn't turn me on, but I was afraid of what Kendrick and Dylan might talk about, might feel... I know how possessive they can be, sharing me with people we already know wasn't hard but like this?

Then I felt my collar and the way it marked my neck, those words were what it took to free me and just focus on the now, on who was with me. I know my Master will not hurt me and will not overstep my rigid boundaries.

My body is leaning against his. I can feel the silk fabric of his suit against my back, his touch a little stronger, I lower my head slightly, feeling my face grow hotter, as my nipples harden as my Master plays with them.

"Your scent is rising." I listen to that sentence and squeeze my legs slightly, feeling my muscles tighten. "Being exposed like this turns you on so much, does it?" His right-hand goes down to my crotch and forces my legs apart a little and my smell gets more intense, as I feel my fluids flowing out. "How many people must be hard just seeing you like this?"

My breathing quickens, as my chest rises and falls faster, I know I should answer something, but I'm glad my Master isn't forcing me to speak. I feel his hand go farther inside and soon his fingers run down the middle of my sex and I let out a low moan.

"You're so wet, my fingers are coming out honeyed." My smell gets stronger and soon I feel the touch of his fingers on my lips, he didn't have to tell me what he wanted as I started sucking on them. "What turns you on more, knowing that there are a lot of people watching you right now and several are masturbating for you... Or the feeling of danger that later you can be punished for enjoying being exposed so much?"

I let go of his fingers and bit my lower lip, those two possibilities were intoxicating, and I don't know if I can decide between them.

"Open your eyes and look down."

My Master ordered and I did as he spoke. My eyes immediately found Dylan and Kendrick. I can feel through the bond that they are angry and instead of causing me to be afraid, I let out a longer groan.

"What a bad girl... Enjoy exposing what should be just for their gaze."

My Master begins to squeeze both my breasts, harder and it sends little shocks straight to my sex and I get wetter and wetter.

In my mind, I can already see Kendrick and Dylan punishing me, the way they would and how I would beg them to let me go and I know my Master realizes how much it makes me even wetter.

"You're dripping." My Master let out a low chuckle that vibrated my whole body as he pulled me tighter against himself, making me now feel how turned on he is. "Soon, very soon you will feel me deeply... But now, use your left hand to masturbate. Because you're the main show, so they want to see you."

I obeyed, like the good sub I am, I began to masturbate, putting three fingers in at once and moving them quickly in and out. The wet sound of slapping skin seems to echo and be carried by the wind, as I know my two Alphas heard it.

I can't deny how dangerous this is and how much I'm loving it, even though my face is turning red, and I want to look away, but my Master hadn't permitted me.

"You can cum if you want, I won't stop you... But you must not close your eyes for more than two seconds."

The pressure that had been building and building inside me began to reach intense peaks, I know I'm standing only because my Master supports me. I don't stifle my moans of pleasure or the startled yelps when I feel a random pinch on my nipples.

"MASTER!" I shouted the very moment I reached the height, starting to shake and twitch, no longer having the strength to continue the finger movements.

How long this lasted, I don't know, but what I do know is that when I come back, I am right next to the balcony railing, my Master at my back, but I feel his skin touching mine.

"Place both hands on the balcony, leaning your body slightly forward and stick out your butt".

My Master is controlling himself to continue giving me orders, and it did not take me long to obey him, I feel his caress in the middle of my back with his fingertips and in the next instant he started to penetrate me, little by little.

I realize that the floor which was normally marble was transparent and anyone below could see very well the image of me being penetrated. This realization made me clench tighter on the stop, as I keep contracting my inner muscles, wanting to suck into my Master's sex.

"Knowing they can see perfectly makes you that desperate, does it? I can feel you sucking my cock in."

My Master's voice can make me swallow dry as my face turns very red, it's a stark contrast to what I normally am... But my Master was able to flourish this side of me.

"Master..." I whispered and got his crystal-clear laugh in response.

"Yes, I am your Master, am I not?" I finally felt myself being filled, with my Master's sex hitting bottom.

"The only one." I agreed and was rewarded with an intense kiss on my neck.

My Master began to move slowly, always leaving me yearning for something more, but he is always controlled, after all, he is offering a show. My breasts begin to sway as I move.

It was like listening to a crescendo music, little by little our bodies started to move in a stronger and more intense rhythm, my moans coming out louder and louder, mixed with my Master's ones. Everything else stopped making sense, I no longer needed to think about anything but being here, in his arms.

Each new thrust took me to the heavens, and I can feel the touch of the clouds against my skin. I know that my Master surrounds me completely, his arms supporting me while I no longer have the strength to hold on. Feeling the waves of pleasure more and more intense until finally explode and all my vision goes out.

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Erick POV.

I let out a loud laugh, that Angel was full of tricks, obviously, he knew they had spies and guards around the temple of Dionysus, so when I started hearing the reports that Hope and Marcus were putting on a little porn show I didn't hold back my laughter.

"And exactly what do you want me to do?" I asked Henry, one of the leaders my father had chosen. "As far as I know, many exhibitionists do this in the temple of Dionysus... As far as I know, the two of them are not breaking any rules... If they don't want to see, just turn your face away, no?"

"What they did is extremely..." Gilia began, but I held up my hand.

"We're post-Festival. Marcus Angelis is the Mate of Hope Black... If the two of them wanted to do this, then is it any of you who's going to say they can't?" I rolled my eyes and shook my head, still amused by the whole situation.

"A war is going to happen in a few hours, and she's..." Henry started to speak a little louder and this time I got serious.

"She's having fun. Is that so?" I started walking towards that captain. He's part of the special forces, I've known him for years. I saw when the first white strands started to appear in his hair. "Does she need to do something different? Is that what you're saying? Watch your mouth, Henry... The King might start to think you're being influenced, eh?"

I saw that man wince; I know my aura had increased and I didn't make a point of lowering it.

"This is our war... As far as I know... The King's order was for you to observe her, so she doesn't try to interfere directly... Or am I wrong?" My voice resonates through them, and I see that they all tilt their heads to the side, showing their necks in submission. "Good, now go do your job and stop complaining."

Everyone left my office, well almost everyone, leaving only Rachel and Joshua.

"It's not their fault, you know..." Joshua told me, and I took a deep breath.

"I know, but I'm not going to let them sign their death certificates." I turned back to those two. I trusted them.

Rachel for being involved with Kendrick for a few years and Joshua for learning more about himself, because of Hope.

"You know as soon as Hope leaves the Temple, they're going to try to arrest her..." Rachel began.

"I know that she knows that. Even the ants know that" I said angrily.

"Whoa! It even cut." Joshua joked pretending he had cut his hand.

"Sorry," I said and took a deep breath and headed for the window. "Seeing the Country, I love so much in this state..."

"Maybe this war was for the good after all," Rachel spoke up and I arched an eyebrow and I know she saw it by her reflection. "We know the King should have passed the crown by now... Everyone that your contributions to the defense and attack plans are far better than your brother's. He's a good man. The King may not like it, but he knows you're the most capable to take over."

"Are you telling me to take advantage and put a Coup d'état on the King?" I asked seriously.

It's been a few years since I wanted to call the King my father because he was getting further and further away from being that for me and since the events with Hope, I realize that he really isn't my father anymore but just a figure who doesn't want to give up power.

"This is something extremely difficult, but the whole situation is showing the council and the Elders that the King's time is running out," Joshua added.

"I don't want to see my people suffer, but I can't give up what my Father asked... I know it's hard to accept being only secondary, not even that, in this war... But at least in this first battle, I have to focus on keeping Hope safe." I spoke and turned to them. "Zeus doesn't want Hope to die, and I have to make sure of that."

Then before I could say anything else I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said and saw my sister enter. She is surrounded by several warriors.

"Sorry, brother..." She spoke and then showed me the handcuffs. "Our father has decreed that the three of you be arrested."

"And what was the reason?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"Precautionary measure," Olivia answered me and I rolled my eyes. "Please, don't make things harder."

"But there you go, dear sister..." I approached her and held out my hands and as soon as the cuffs were placed on my wrists they turned to dust as an electric current passed through and agitated the molecules, undoing the bonds between the atoms and simply turning the metal to dust. "The King cannot decree something that goes against the divine will. And, Zeus, my Father, wants me by Hope's side... So, if the King wants to imprison me, he'll have to use trickery that uses corrupted magic."

I see my sister sigh and run a hand through her hair.

"I... I didn't want this to happen between our family, ever since that girl arrived at the castle things have only gotten worse!" My sister spoke in exasperation. The other guards were in a defensive position in case I decided to attack.

"She is a Divine Chosen!" I spoke up. "I've said it over and over again... There's no way you couldn't have felt the aura around Hope, couldn't have seen the divine spark that's inside her soul!"

I know my sister has the gift of recognizing when someone was blessed by the Gods and also telling what gift that person carries.

"I know... But there's something wrong, she smells worse than a field full of rotting corpses!" My sister shouted in exasperation.

"Because she also carries the gift of corruption and shadows," I said. "The Gods know this and that is why I need to be there... My Father has shown me what can happen if Hope is consumed, but he has given me the mission to not let this happen..." I walked over to my sister and took her hand, squeezing it lightly. "I will not fail."

"Brother..." I heard my sister whisper and then take a deep breath. "I will pray that you will achieve your goals. Go to the temple, stay there and only leave when the fight is over."

I kissed her left temple lightly and watched the guards make way for me to pass. Rachel and Joshua followed me.