Possession | By : insanico Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 8167 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Now shut the fuck up and let me worship your tits."
I guess I never really gave thought to my tits. I mean, they're a decent size and everything, but I'd never been especially turned on by the prospect of having someone pay them attention.
Until now, that is.
Nico's words sent a jolt directly to my core, and then his hands were upon me. The ever-present coolness of his extremities immediately caused my nipples to harden, the change quickly acknowledged by his fingers tweaking them. The god moved his hands to the edges of my breasts, pushing them upward with his forefinger and thumbs and then squeezing slightly.
My gaze went back and forth between what he was doing to me and his face. If the look in his eyes were directed toward mine in those moments, I think I would have liquified or something. They were just... really fucking intense. His dark brows were drawn downward, casting a delicious shadow over his eyes and cheekbones. He was running his fingernails over my areola, which brought forth a whimper from me, when suddenly his eyes were boring into mine.
I think I felt what he did next before it even happened, that was the severity of my anticipation.
His gaze still locked on mine, Nico lowered his lips to my left nipple and latched on. I gasped and warm tongue lavished the area, licking and sucking with varying ferocity, his mouth a vice on my breast as his left hand squeezed the mound he had momentarily neglected.
Nico's eyes, mouth and hands were having an effect on my nether regions I hadn't felt in a long time. I could feel myself growing damp, feel my cavity clenching with the need to be filled. I wanted that glorious friction I hadn't felt from someone else in years. Now I remembered why I didn't care much for having my tits fondled, it was such a tease! A form of foreplay that was really just a precursor to the actual good shit! Nico seemed to know exactly what got me riled up. His rough handling of me was so fucking sexy. I wanted more, though. I wanted the real thing.
I think my favorite immortal realized my thoughts were getting away from me, because next thing I knew he was biting down on my nipple.
"Christ on a crutch!" I yelled, my voice more high-pitched than usual. Well, I thought to myself, he certainly knows how to keep my attention.
"Focus, Jo. Or I'll be tempted to leave you wanting." My eyes flew to his just in time to catch his face, an eyebrow lifted and that damn half-smile of his present, before he attacked my left breast with renewed vigor. A deep, throaty moan escaped me and I let my head roll back to the couch cushion. I once again let my hands travel up his long arms, resting at the base of his neck. He was back to suckling now, visiting the entire curvature of my peaked mound every few seconds. Occasionally he would blow air to the area he had just moistened, and his cool breath making contact with the saliva on my warm skin was so heavenly I whimpered. As he made his way back to my areola, he let his teeth graze the bud. His ministrations were driving me crazy, my breaths coming rapid and shallow, it was phenomenal he could even keep his mouth latched onto me.
After what seemed like hours of his delectable torment, he finally trailed hot, wet kisses to the hollow of my neck and up toward my jaw again, his groin grinding into mine once more.
"Nico, please..." I whispered, my voice barely carried through my heavy breathing.
"Please what, Joana? Have I not already been pleasing you?" He murmured quietly into my ear, his rich baritone arousing me even further. I could almost hear the wicked smile in his voice.
"Please, I need you. I want you now." I didn't want to sound desperate, honestly I didn't, but could you really blame me? He was pressing all the right buttons, he knew exactly how to get me horny beyond all measure. And I had only spoken to him for this one night.
"Oh, but, Jo..." He chuckled darkly, "I have no intention of going by your needs. Make no mistake, they will be met, I assure you. Nothing you could possibly do could keep that from occurring. However, your pleasure will be on my terms. If I want to tease you for hours on end, I will do so. If I want to finger fuck you so vigorously you cannot stop coming, it will happen. You have yet to truly comprehend what my intentions are, Joana. I took you because I want you. And so, I will have you. I will use you in any way I see fit, any way I fantasize about. If your fantasies just so happen to coincide with mine, so be it. But do not make the mistake of thinking that any of this is for you, my precious little mortal. You will derive pleasure from my own, I assure you. If you just go along with me, you will ride waves of pleasure so intense you'll weep."
Jesus titty-fucking Christ.
Was this guy for real? I felt angry, objectified, but I knew I could not even dream of escaping Nico.
I also knew that a huge part of me didn't want to escape him. He was mysterious and intoxicating and so fucking divine with that mouth of his, and I wanted him. I wanted his lascivious words and his domineering hands and the hard planes of his body against mine. I wanted him to take me, however he wanted to. But I had a feeling it would be roughly, possessively. And I could barely contain my anticipation.
I have no idea how he did it, or if he had even been planning to, but Nico di Angelo had me completely at his mercy. This had never happened to me before. I was a puddle of nerves, his for the taking.
Apparently, actually GETTING him to do the taking would be the issue.
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