73: Good girl

73: Good girl

Athena watched in shock as Anna tried to put the fire away while screaming her lungs out. What had happened? She had no idea. Where did the fire come from? Thud thud thud. Her heart beats in her chest.

She raised her finger that Anna’s hair was curled around and saw her wedding ring glowing red with a touch of flame.

“What the hell?” Her voice was laced with confusion, amusement and shock. Without wasting another second, she took to her heels in search of Alaris. She needed an explanation.

The door to the study flew open, and Alaris raised his head to see Athena standing at the door. He frowned when he saw how breathless she looked. She was panting as if she was being chased, and that triggered something in him: the urge to protect her.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, getting up from his seat before approaching her, his face laced with worry.

Athena closed her eyes and exhaled slowly.

“What kind of ring did you give me?” She asked almost breathlessly, and Alaris hummed. He grabbed her wrist and raised her hand to look at her finger where the ring sat prettily.

“It’s a pretty ring.” He answered, not taking his eyes off the beautiful red glow that reflected in his eyes.

“I know it’s a beautiful ring, but…” She paused and drew in a sharp breath, and then her voice was low and soft.

“What kind of power does it wield? Why is it glowing? Why did it set somebody on fire?” She searched his eyes for answers, and all she could see was amusement in his eyes, as if he was enjoying something. Has he gone crazy? She didn’t marry a madman, did she?

“Uh”, he caressed the ring, and the glow increased.

“The ring is forged from my blood. It has some of my abilities, and it is specifically made for only you to wield.” He answered, a proud smile spreading on his face, and Athena’s expression went from frown to dropping like a sack of potatoes. Disbelief coated her eyes. How was that even possible?

“Your emotions activate it.” He explained further and jokingly added, “Do not set my palace on fire.”

Athena chuckled and raised her hand to look at the ring. It was now giving out a green glow.

“What does the green glow mean?” She asked, not taking her eyes off it. It was magnificent and enchanting. It was as if there was something hidden in it. Something beautiful and extraordinary.

“It means you are safe.” Alaris answered, his finger skilfully tucking strands of hair behind her ear.

“Like… the opposite of dangerous?” She asked, and he hummed.

“Then when it glows red, it means I am dangerous and shouldn’t be messed with?” She asked, her voice pitching, and her eyes lit up with something only she knew. Something sinister.

“You are right, my queen. It means you should be feared.” ALARIS answered and skilfully wrapped his arm around her tiny waist before pulling her closer, her body pressed against his, and her legs trembled slightly as something sensual and stimulating coursed through her waist down her legs.

“Why did you give me something so powerful?” She asked, her voice cracking, and his warm fingertip touched her chin, tilting her face up to look at him.

“I want you to feel how it is to be powerful.” He answered, his voice deep as the ocean.

“I don’t want you to ever feel powerless in any situation you find yourself in. I want you to be able to protect yourself even when I am not there. If anybody messes with you, BURN THEM.”

Athena gazed at him with puppy eyes. How could she tell this man that he was the best thing that ever happened to her? How could she tell him that she was grateful and didn’t deserve such powers?

He isn’t only sinfully handsome; he had consumed her soul in such a way that she cannot explain.

She felt like kissing those pink lips so badly. She felt like jumping on him and riding him until her soul calls out his name.

“I know you are grateful, and I also know you want to grind and ride me.” Alaris said, and his lips twitched when her eyes bulged. She slowly gulped, and he trailed his finger down her throat, setting her body on fire.

“You… you… can hear my thoughts?” She asked difficultly, and Alaris shrugged his broad shoulders.

“Sometimes,” he answered casually as if it wasn’t a big deal, and Athena felt naked.

“How is that possible? I mean… if you can hear my thoughts… why can’t I hear yours?” She asked, and he shook his head at her, his eyes filled with affection, his voice velvet and his touch gentle.

“I don’t know. “Why don’t you ride me on that couch?” He looked at her sinfully like a predator ready to devour his prey, and slowly, he turned her head to look in the direction of the couch.

“Ahem,” she cleared her throat, swallowing a lump that had suddenly built up in her throat.

“I... I don’t know how to ride a cock.” She said it in embarrassment and immediately looked away.

“That is not an issue, milove. I will teach you.” He pinched her nose and suddenly claimed her lips in a deep French kiss that made her body crave more of his touch.

His hand slid under her blouse and captured her breast. Her heart thudded in his chest as he touched her hungrily and passionately. Caressing and pinching her tit in such a way, her body cried out to him.

She kissed him back deeply, her body grinding against his hard cock. She wanted more. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, and he could smell her strong arousal in the air.

He led her to the couch, and she heard the sound of his pant zipper penetrate through the thick air. Her voice hitched in her throat when he undid her own zipper, and skilfully, without breaking the kiss, he helped her out of her trousers. He stepped out of his own and briefly broke the kiss to look at her, to take in her magnificent body. Her chest rose and fell, and her eyes fell on his cock that pointed between her thighs.

He slowly raised her blouse off her head and tossed it to the ground, taking in her boobs with his eyes.

“You looked so damn hot and seductive.” His voice rumbled, and she felt more juice between her thighs; her clit throbbed, aching to be touched, and as if he was reading her mind, his hand travelled up her thighs slowly and parted her panty before parting her labia and pressing on her throbbing clit.

“Oh yeah,” she moaned, gripping his hair for support. He groaned when her wetness coated his finger. He knew she was ready, and there was no use making her wait.

He retrieved his finger and licked it clean right in front of her and winked at her when he saw the shocking look on her face.

“I’m going to lie down, and you just have to gently sit on my cock, okay? Gently.” He told her and kissed her deeply before lying on the bed, his arms folded under her head.

Athena’s face flushed scarlet red, and slowly she guided herself to sit on him. She closed her eyes, not wanting to see his expression. Her hands pressed against his chest as his cock stretched her walls, filling her.

“Good girl,” Alaris muffled. He resisted the urge to push his waist upward. This was her moment; let her enjoy it.

“Now slowly bounce up and down on my cock. Take as much length as you can and do what you like. "Listen to your body.”