She said breathily, “Again, spank my ass. Make me your cock slave. Fuck, spank me hard!”

  I twitched hard inside of her at those naughtily begging words and slammed home fully for the first time, even as I spanked her other ass cheek with a punishing slap.

  She cried out, and then squeezed snugly around me as she started to tremble. I was in absolute awe as she came for me for the first time with a keening of naughty joy as she soaked my balls and thighs. I also stroked her through it shallowly, in an attempt to extend her orgasm, and I was damned close myself. Too close.

  She came wildly for me, and it wasn’t just naughtily. It was passionate beyond belief, and she was holding nothing back at all. She was so incredibly sexy, and the pleasure of her hot and snug paradise was saturating my body with euphoria and I felt the coming bliss rise quickly.

  She said breathily as she came down, “Fuck, such a perfect cock, on a perfect man. Do you like that idea, Levi? Me being your little cock slave, panting to be used by that big fat cock anytime and anywhere you please. To be yours in every way. Claim me with your hot spunk, I need it, need to be yours, just pump your cock in me until you fill me. Take your pleasure in my tight body, and let me be a good girl for you.”

  I spanked her again, drawing a delicious cry of dirty pleasure and sweet pain from her lips, while I started to stroke into her the full length of my cock.

  “You are my cock slave, and my dirty nymph,” I said as firmly as possible, given I was breathy as fuck myself from the blissful pleasures of her body and from her dirty and nasty words. It was a little surreal, as I’d never imagined myself uttering such words before, nor being so turned on by them.

  She said softly, “You have no idea just how much of a dirty girl I am, and how nasty I’ll be for you. Claim me, make me yours, and you’ll find out.”

  She purred in satisfaction, and then squeezed around me tightly to squeeze my cum out as those words and the pleasure tossed me over.

  “That’s it, empty yourself into your cock slave. Fuck, that feels so good, fill me, Levi,” she begged in a breathlessly sultry voice as her body continued to buck and grind back into me, extending my own orgasm the best she could.

  When I was spent, I caressed her ass softly, and she giggled in relief and joy as she fell forward and rolled. The look in her eyes as she looked up at me was sweet, adoring, and hopeful.

  “You’re incredible,” I said softly, as I laid down next to her in the grass, and pulled her against me, “And mine.”

  She said, “I meant all that, Levi. I’ve always been a little wild in bed.”

  I chuckled, “A little?”

  She kissed me, and then searched my eyes for a long few moments, before sighing in contented relief and laying down against me.

  I suspected she’d been looking for judgement or a negative reaction to her nasty talk kink in my eyes, and hadn’t found any.

  “Yes, I love to talk dirty, and I love to shock my lover and overwhelm him with pleasure, and I’m going to really enjoy shocking my future mate. I wasn’t kidding either, it’s not just nasty talk to spice up sex, it’s also what I want. I love when a man takes control and uses my body, that you’ll do it with respect in your heart, and growing love in your eyes, will mean the world to me. I’ll be your dirty nymph. The only thing I don’t want is true harm, and of course my tits are way too sensitive for rough play, but you already know that.”

  “I won’t demean you either, calling you cock slave is already borderline in my mind, but you’ll always be my naughty nymph, and I have no problem taking you whenever I want.”

  She giggled, “I thought you wouldn’t, and that first part makes me feel warm inside, even if a little disappointed.”

  I asked curiously, “You want to be demeaned?”

  She frowned, “Yes and no, let’s see if I can explain it. I don’t want to lose your respect, and I wouldn’t put up with it outside the bedroom, like I would the other parts. Like, if we’re in the kitchen, I wouldn’t mind if you just decided to take my mouth out of the blue. But, if you were like, hey cock-slut, cook me dinner, that wouldn’t work for me at all. But call me a dirty slut in bed… that would turn me on. That part would be bedroom game and kink, where I’d be your dirty girl cock slave and dirty nymph all the time. It’s also not a deal breaker, like I said before, the idea you don’t want to demean me at all, even in fun, makes me feel warm inside.”

  “Give me time to get used to the first part, then we’ll see. If you really want it, but I’ll never really feel comfortable with it I don’t think. But life is compromise, and if it’ll make you cum even harder and be a thrill for you, than… we’ll see.”

  She giggled, “Fair enough, and it would make this naughty cocksucker come hard for you.”

  I groaned and twitched down below.

  She giggled harder, “Maybe that will work. You don’t have to demean me, I’ll just do it myself. You stick to what you’re comfortable with, and I’ll get off on doing it to myself and turn you on despite yourself at the same time. So, may I show you what a dirty little cocksucker I can be for my man?”

  I groaned. She was going to kill me.

  She snickered, “I’ll take that as a yes,” and started to kiss her way eagerly down my body.

  Chapter Seven

  After she got done blowing my mind, and draining my balls into the back of her throat, she crawled back up my body and snuggled in. She was sweetly content against my side, and I was in awe of her skills. Not only had she deepthroated my quite girthy eight-inch dick to the point her nose was buried in my abdomen, but she’d had her finger in my ass at the same time. I’d never had my prostate massaged before, and I’d never felt so absolutely drained of cum nor had I ever exploded so hard either.

  She looked sated too, mostly because she’d gotten herself off while doing it, and she’d timed it so that she was both cumming on her fingers while swallowing and sucking in my pulses at the same time.

  “So, mating? I know we’re potential mates, but I feel like you’re already mine, just like Ginny. I mean, I claimed you, and we know we’re compatible. I know I’m not going to take either of you for granted, and I’ll always cherish and protect you both, so when and how does it transition from potential to full mates?”

  She kissed my chest, “When you knock us up. That won’t happen until both of us agree we’re sure and ready, and we make a verbal oath of sorts before our goddesses. But even then, we’re not considered mated until we consummate after that and make babies.”

  “Oh. How does that work anyway? I mean, you’re safe now and then magically you can get pregnant?”

  She giggled, “It’s a demigod thing. One of the perks like slow aging. So don’t sleep with a mortal woman without protection. But yeah, to answer your question it’s when we’re both comfortable enough to make those oaths before our goddesses, and we’re ready to start a family. But until then, being potential mates is enough. I am yours, Ginny’s yours, and you very much belong to me and Ginny. It doesn’t make sense to go in with the expectations of failure.”

  I nodded in agreement, “You’re more breathtaking then I knew, by the way.”

  She blushed, “So, you’re saying I’ve been a good cock-slave?”

  I laughed, “That too, my dirty nymph, but I meant your passion and explosive warmth. I wonder if that’s what makes you such a dirty nymph, you have all that passionate warmth in you, and you have to express it. You awe me as much as Ginny does, in a different way.”

  She smirked, “How is Ginny awesome?”

  “Vivacious and vibrant, the grab life by the horns type, stubborn and generous, and of course she can be very sensual in bed. Which from what I understand you’ll probably be experiencing directly later tonight.”

  She nodded, “And she’s fucking gorgeous.”

  I smirked, “No more than you, Janice. But yes, she is that. It’s actually one of my pet names for her. Isn’t there a way to practice my magic on inanimate targets?”

  She shrugged, “Possibly. We won’t know until you try. For all we know your power is to paralyze someone, which obviously won’t work on wood, but I suppose we can try.”

  I rolled onto her, and pushed her legs open with my knees, and slid my cock home gently, slowly, and while looking directly into her warm eyes. We both let out a sigh of pleasure as I sunk home and she took me in until our bodies fully met.

  “Later, maybe tomorrow.”

  She smiled and bit her lip, her eyes burning with desire again. It was almost explosive in nature and I knew I was right. She had so much passion in her, so much warmth, that she went out of her mind to express it fully during intimacy. Many who played those kinds of games hid themselves and their needy emotions behind it, but for her it was an expression of those deep emotions. Goddess, she took my breath away.

  I did a firm circle grind that had her panting in pleasure, then pulled out and gently speared back home. Not really making love, but there was sweet affection in it, and we were far from fucking this round.

  Her eyes looked overwhelmed at the intimacy, and how close mine were to hers. Her body squeezed around me and rocked firmly up into me but at the slow and steady pace I’d set.

  “You are so beautiful. I need a sweet pet name for you, sometimes cock-slave and dirty nymph aren’t going to fit. Even if that’s what you are for me, always.”

  Her eyes widened and she arched her back and trembled slightly under my awed and pleasure-addled gaze as she let out a sweet moan of pleasure. Fuck, my Ginny wasn’t the only one that could be sensuous, but of course Ginny was also my naughty minx. Neither of them was one or the other, and they were complicated women of many sides.

  She said breathily, “Anything, Levi.”

  I knew what I wanted but it was hard to find a word that encompassed the concept and I wracked my mind for the perfect word or two while I partook in the pleasure of her body, and I provided her with mine. Our bodies rocked as one, in a firm and loving pace I could maintain almost indefinitely.

  “My heart’s haven. You are not just my home, you are our home, our comfort, where we will take our ease, in your passionate warmth and welcome, in your sweet welcoming embrace, warmed by the fires of your heart. That’s what I mean, when I call you my heart’s haven.”

  Her eyes melted, and then filled with tears as she rocked passionately below me. Her eyes filled with a deep need that I was only barely beginning to understand, but I knew I’d just touched her heart and on her true passion in this life. It almost seemed like she wanted to crawl inside me and warm me from within, just like my Ginny was the passionate pleasure, love, and beauty of our goddess, if to a much lesser extent. Their birth mothers definitely informed their personalities.

  Honestly, I’d considered calling her my hearth, but I feared offending Hestia. That just really didn’t seem like a good idea, and my heart’s haven fit just as well.

  “Levi,” she panted as her body started to tremble on the edge, and her rocking got a little sloppy, “I, Goddess, Levi… I’m so close, just a little faster, a little harder… Yes, just like that, my love. Just a… oh goddess, Levi!” and she was swept away by the orgasmic bliss, and her green speckled gray eyes were wide and vulnerable, as she stared into mine just inches away and came around me wildly.

  It was enthralling, and on top of the pleasure. The way she came for me and needed me, the way I’d brought her back to life, and how warm her snug passage was around me as she sprayed her liquid ecstasy had me racing for the edge. I held it back as I continued to work my cock into her in a steady and firm pace, her lovely heart shaped breasts were swaying rhythmically but it was the pleasure on her face and in her eyes that kept me captivated.

  I kissed her softly as she came down, and she took back up that flawless counter rhythm to mine, but she added a few new twists. She started to squeeze around me hard as our bodies separated, milking me powerfully with every long and firm stroke. She also added a little grind as our bodies met, she was working me hard, and there was a desperate determination in it as her eyes begged me for my cum. Begged me to fill her again.

  “Cheater, you’re far too sexy,” I accused, as my balls boiled, and my legs grew numb. I planted myself deeply and firmly in the paradise of her depths, and I looked right into her eyes as the pleasure swept me away. I didn’t hide anything, least of all the awe I felt for her, and the powerful affection I felt in my heart for her. Fuck, she was a miracle.

  More than that, she didn’t stop, as she looked up in needy breathless passion begging for my seed, even as I started to cum she squeezed around me tightly and rocked her body both shallowly and quickly, to milk as much of my sperm as she could get. It was hot, mind blowing, and felt so damned good as the silken friction tugged and milked my cock’s sensitive skin.

  It was so painfully intimate. The look of joy on her face at the pleasure on mine, and that I’d filled her. It was startling, and I found I was far more intimate with both her and Ginny than I’d ever felt with a woman before. It was easy to reveal myself, the blessing made it so.

  Then I asked a little playfully, “My love?”

  She blushed furiously, “I… yes. It slipped out, but it wasn’t a mistake and I won’t take it back. I love you, Levi. You stole my heart this afternoon. You see me better than any man ever has, and you are awed by what I am. You see me better than most women do. You divined what was in my heart, and my heart’s need, and you both accepted what I longed to give and gave me what I needed the most, what I longed for the most. I… am yours,” she winked, “Not just your cock-slave, dirty girl, or dirty nymph, but I’m your haven, and not just for your heart.”

  I caressed her face, and kissed her deeply, “Haven it is. My haven. I’m yours as well, but I don’t think…” I was cut off by her kiss, then she smirked up at me playfully.

  “You do, you just don’t know it yet, and I can wait to hear it. It is insanely fast, even for our world and with the goddess of love helping out, and you’re new to it all on top of that. No pressure, just know I love you already, you stole my heart, Levi. You made me feel naked and horribly exposed, and then made me feel beautiful, precious, and cherished, and I don’t mean my body. You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you, and It’s better than any of my dreams which I’d thought foolishly naïve.”

  “Shower, and start on lunch? I think I need the energy.”

  She giggled, “Sure. I’ll call and see what’s keeping our Ginny as well. She loves to shop, but it’s been almost four hours and I know she was nervous about not being here for you.”

  I nodded, “Sounds good. I’m just not sure I really want to pull out and get off of you, anytime soon. You are exquisite, Janice.”

  She blushed, “That’s entirely up to you. Good Cock-slaves fuck and suck when they’re told, and I’m going to be a very good dirty girl for you, Levi.”

  Then she giggled, as I twitched inside of her. Well… maybe I had one more round in me before I needed to feed the beast after all, but just this once that was beside the point.

  “As tempting as it is, your comment got me worried. I’d assumed she was having a grand old time picking out a full wardrobe to dress me in, but you think she should’ve been back a couple hours ago?”

  Janice nodded, “That’s the impression I got.”

  I reluctantly pulled out and helped her up as I stood, and we headed inside to shower. It was a quick one with no play even though we shared to speed things up. We were both worried about her at that point. Janice also had a pair of gray sweats for me to wear, since the only set of clothes I had was dirty. Ironically perhaps, if Ginny had been there then she could’ve cleaned both us and our clothes with her beauty power, and she was the reason we were in a hurry.

  “What’d she say?” I felt a little sick about it, we’d been fucking for an hour and half, though I still hoped she was fine.

  Janice bit her lip, and she looked guilty herself, “It was Hazel. She’s got Ginny, and her phone obviously. We have an hour to get you to her or Ginny dies.”

  I grunted, “How long will it take to get there, and you’re not responsible, our enemies are.”

  I only half believed that myself, though I suspected nothing would’ve changed, except if we’d checked in earlier Ginny wouldn’t have been stuck in the enemy’s grasp as long.

  Janice nodded, “About forty-five minutes. It’s a warehouse right outside the city, and of course it’s a trap.”

  I said, “But you kick ass, and I have my power now, whatever it is.”

  Janice bit her lip, “True, but we still don’t know what it is, and you haven’t controlled it yet. I suppose we don’t have a choice. We’ll figure it out. Give me five and make us a couple of sandwiches while I change, we really do need the energy.”

  I looked her over slowly and teasingly. She looked fantastic in a thin red sweater dress that clung to all her curves, and that would’ve been scandalously short if it wasn’t for the black skintight yoga pants covering her legs and fun parts.

  She smiled, “It’s not armor, and I need my weapons.”

  I nodded in understanding and opened up the fridge. There were some cold cuts and cheeses, so I made a couple of thick ham and swiss sandwiches and liberally added mustard. That’s all I really had time for, when Janice came down the stairs looking totally badass.

  She was dressed in skintight leather armor not all that different from what I’d seen on Hazel, and she had on calf high black boots as well. It showed a delightful amount of her cleavage, but it was clearly designed to protect her vital organs and upper legs. It wasn’t exactly what I’d call subtle, but it also wouldn’t really stick out to humans as armed and dangerous.

  Point being, it’d protect her vital areas, but if a human saw her in it they’d immediately assume it was fetish wear.

  She had a pair of Escrima sticks in her left boot and keys in her right hand. She also had that cold badass thing going on, and I supposed I wasn’t that surprised, as long as she took off that mask for me then I didn’t care what she did for everyone else. Maybe a small selfish part of me would even enjoy that. The warm, welcoming, and nurturing kinky woman was all mine, the world and our enemies could see the badass bitch and tremble at her coming.