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Odessa

W ith our jumpsuits discarded, I could see every inch of Dex’s hard dick.

I’d seen it before at the pool, and then in the shower, but I hadn’t been up close.

Nor in my right mind. But now that the nectar had dissipated and he was standing so close to me, I could appreciate the impressive length and shape of his manhood.

Nerves clung to my stomach as I looked at him.

Deep in my mind, I knew there was no coming back from this moment.

Once we crossed this line, everything would change.

And if by some miracle I did make it out of here alive, I would have to confess what I’d done.

It was an ending of what I thought my life would be, but the beginning of the one I chose for myself.

Too long I’d lived by everyone else’s rules and expectations. Now, I would live for myself. Even if that scared me. At least it would be my choice.

Dex’s hands wrapped around my hips. My hands went up to where his mask was and undid his ties. “I want to see you fully as you enter me.” I said.

He let me remove his mask, and then he did the same to mine.

“So, fucking beautiful,” he murmured, caressing the side of my cheek. It was tender and reverent, like he was committing this moment to memory.

My fingers explored the wide expanse of his chest. Feeling every hard ridge beneath my skin. It was still damp from the pool, but soft, and warm, and inviting. His hard cock bobbed between us. Looking at it now, I felt a rush of embarrassment. What if I was bad at this?

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he said, studying my face. I must have looked uncertain, but really, I was just nervous.

“No, I do. I just— feel inexperienced. I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“I’ve watched you figure out your magick and your own inner power while surviving the unimaginable.

There’s no way you won’t be able to figure this out too.

Your body already knows what to do. I’ll help you,” he said bending his neck to take my lips in his.

He kissed me like we might never have the chance to again.

It was sweet and slow at first, but then it turned heated and full of need.

His cock found its way between my legs, the tip hitting me in my most sensitive place.

I was still reeling from the orgasm that Dex had wrung from my body, but I still wanted more.

“Gods your skin is softer than the sweetest nectar, Odessa,” he praised as his hands roamed the length of my body, exploring.

His large hands wrapped around my breasts, his fingers brushing over the nipples, pulling them between his thumb and pointer fingers with the perfect amount of pressure.

It was clear he knew what he was doing, but I didn’t want to think about that now.

I just wanted to be immersed in this moment and how good he made me feel.

“Do you take a tonic?” I asked him. I’d taken one since I’d become engaged, thinking that now Theo might want to take that step with me. He never had.

“Yes, do you?”

I nodded and he smiled wide. “Good, then I can fill you up with my cum and make you carry it around inside you till it drips down your legs.”

My mouth popped open at his words. The image he painted was dirty, but I loved it. It made me feel like I was his and he was mine.

“Now get on the ground, I want to see you laid out before me before I fuck that pretty pussy of yours.”

I obeyed, putting my jumpsuit between me and the filthy floor. My elbows dug into the earth below as Dex stood above me stroking his hard cock from balls to tip in a well-practiced motion. He spat on his hand and continued to stroke himself, making his cock even larger with each pull he took.

He knelt down, knees digging into the rough ground as he put his free hand on my bent knee and pushed my legs wider.

“I dreamed about this,” I confessed.

His dark furrowed eyebrows shot up, “You did?”

I nodded, “Before the games started, I dreamed you snuck into my room and looked at me just as you are now.”

“I should have. Gods know how much I wanted to.”

His hand moved up my inner thigh as I leaned back, feeling electricity in his soft touch.

“You’re a vision, Odessa. I know I called you princess before, but your more than that. Your beauty rivals that of a divine being. A goddess that was made just for me.”

I blushed at his blasphemous words. To call a mortal anything akin to a goddess was forbidden. He planted a kiss on my thigh as he lined up his cock. It pressed against my entrance, making me gasp.

“You shouldn’t say such things,” I said feeling that blush burn my cheeks.

“I will, and I don’t care about should and shouldn’t. I only care about how I feel when I’m around you.”

“And how’s that?”

“Like if I don’t have you, I’ll die. Take a deep breath in for me as I claim you for myself, Odessa.”

I took a breath as he instructed and felt him press inside me with one swift thrust. It was everything and nothing like I’d imagined. The pain was more of an ache. Dull and throbbing, but also so unbelievably good.

He moved a stray piece of hair away from my face and his icy blue eyes stared deep into mine. “Are you alright?” He asked.

“Y-yes,” I answered, my body shaking from what we were doing. I was overwhelmed by emotion and sensation, and the knowledge that I was no longer a virgin.

He thrust back up into me and my head tilted back.

The tip of him was reaching so deep inside me that I wanted to scream.

My hands reached around his body and found purchase on his back, pulling him closer to me.

We were entwined in a heap of pleasure and heat.

Moving together as one. His forehead rested against mine as he moved in and out me slowly.

I could tell it was difficult for him by the clench in his jaw and the sweat gathering on his brow.

“It feels so good,” I whispered almost reverently. My fingers dug into his back as he moved his hips, hard enough to leave marks.

He leaned down and took my mouth with his kissing me as he moved in and out of me.

“Gods, you’re so fucking perfect wrapped around my cock. Taking me so well. Look at how well you’re taking my cock,” he says.

I looked down to where our bodies were joined and marveled at the sight. This was really happening. It wasn’t just a dream or fantasy. This was real.

We moved together in a dance only our bodies knew. The rhythm was one of desperation and desire melding to make the most beautiful explosion that left tingles all along my body.

It was transcendent. Like my soul was being stitched together with his in a way that exceeded the physical sensations.

“Is it always like this?” I asked, moving my hips to meet his as he continued to fill me stroke by stroke. His cock was throbbing inside me, breaking me apart and putting me back together with each thrust.

“No,” he gritted out. “It’s never been this good or felt this right. I could do this for a millennium and never tire of how amazing you feel wrapped around me.”

He shifted then, rolling us effortlessly so that I was on top and he was below me. My wild braid shifted, spilling down my back in a cascade of tangles and curls.

“I want to see you ride me,” he said, his large hands digging into my sides, urging me on.

Moving at this angle made me feel so full, but also powerful.

I watched as Dex became undone. I was making him look so wild and full of need, and I loved it.

I loved even more how good it felt to be on top of him.

Even the smallest dip of my hips had my clit rubbing against his pelvic bone, sending jolts of pleasure along my nerves and deep into my core.

My eyes fluttered and my breathing stalled as I found how to rock myself onto his impressive length.

“That’s right. Just like that,” he groaned watching me.

The dark pupil of his eye had almost eaten up that icy blue ring of his as he took in every movement, watching my curves as if mesmerized by them.

“So, fucking good. So, fucking beautiful, Odessa,” he said, thrusting up into me unable to keep himself still any longer.

“Come all over my cock. I want to feel you shatter. I want to be shoved so deep inside you as you break apart for me,” he said, palming my breasts in his hands. He licks my sensitive peak, then bites down. The sensation has me clamping down on him and speeding my hips up.

“Oh, you like it when I play with these beautiful, perfect breasts?”

I nod, “Uh-huh,”

“Mmmf,” he groans, moving to my other breast and repeating the same motion.

“Fuck, I could let you smother me with these, and I’d die a happy man,”

“But then I wouldn’t get to feel you shoot your come inside me,” I whined.

He laughed and looked surprised by my words. Hell, I had surprised myself.

“Better not die then,” he said, pulling my mouth down to his with a hot, impassioned kiss, making my chest rub against his. His hands tangled in my hair, deepening our kiss.

He sat up as we broke apart and changed positions.

“On your hands and knees for me, love,”

“What did I tell you about calling me love?” I asked looking over my shoulder at him as I got into position.

He smacked me right on my ass and lined up his cock from behind me.

“I’ll call you whatever I like as long as I’ve got you wrapped around my dick,”

He shoved himself into me, making me cry out. I felt so incredibly sensitive and full, but I didn’t want him to stop.

“Is- that - right?” I asked, breathless.

“You fucking know it is. You might have just wanted to see how it feels to be fucked, but this right here? What we’re doing? You’re mine now, love. So, you better get used to it, Odessa. I’m not letting you go, because we’re going to make it out of here together.”

His.

Why did the thought of belonging to Dex not fill me with apprehension, but elation?

His hand wove in my hair as he pulled, arching my back and making me take him deeper as he thrust into me. The feel of his balls slapping against my pussy was driving me crazy. It was so good. So intense and more than I’d ever thought it could be.

His mouth was lined up with my ear and his words hit me hot and urgent.

“You’re not going back to that wet blanket of a fiancé who couldn’t even be bothered to show up for you.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” I retorted as his hand dropped my hair and slid around to the front of my neck.

“Is that so? Is that what you want?” He pushed into me harder— faster.

Like he was punishing me with every thrust. “You want to go back to being the perfect little wife in training? You want to go back to a man who wouldn’t even touch you?

” His hand slides down from my neck to my breast and his fingers twist around my nipple making me yell out in surprise.

Tears sprung from the corner of my eyes because deep down, I knew the answer. I knew it when I asked Dex to fuck me and take my virginity.

“No—”

“That’s fucking right,” he said, twisting my nipple again.

I couldn’t believe that it had come to this.

That we were fucking on the floor of the catacombs like two wild animals.

His cock rutting against me, bringing me to the edge of pleasure, ready to jump.

When I first met him, I found him arrogant and dangerous, and maybe he was still those things, but over the time we’d spent together down here, I’d come to like those things about him.

I’d come to crave him and want him, and fuck, I was such a bad person for doing this.

But with death lurking, now was the time to be selfish, and it felt so gods damn good to put myself first for a change.

A sizzling, all-encompassing zap of electricity built inside me, spilling over as he fucked my pussy with his hard throbbing dick.

My entire body began to shake with pleasure as it took over me.

It was everywhere, this feeling of elation as I came.

Dex cried out and I joined him as my orgasm hit me in full force.

I could feel Dex’s come filling me up and spilling out as he kept pumping.

After a moment, he pulled out and sat back on his legs.

“Look at that, your pussy turned my cock all pink with your virginity,” he said with a smirk.

I looked and there it was. The evidence that I’d betrayed my fiancé and given myself to another man.

Given him my virginity. Something I’d been told was a sacred thing reserved for one’s husband.

At least that’s what was taught to us. There were many that secretly didn’t abide by such rules, but Theo did.

I should feel ashamed of myself but seeing my blood staining him so clearly and knowing how good we were together had me feeling elated and almost giddy at the sight of it.

I laughed and kissed Dex. “Thank you, I didn’t want to die a virgin.”

“You’re not going to die, Odessa. Not if I can help it.”

I rolled my eyes. “You can’t promise me something like that,” I responded.

He was silent for a moment and then said, “I hope you know I’m not letting you go. Not after this.”

I heard the sincerity of his words, but when we were in such high stakes with our lives, he couldn’t guarantee that the God of Death wouldn’t be claiming me.

“Let’s just get through what we can, and then figure the rest out later,” I said.

His shoulders tightened and then he was on me, his face so close to mine I didn’t even have time to react.

“I think you need to be reminded of how much I want you. Did you forget already?” He asked, pressing his still hard cock back into my sensitive pussy. I gasped at the fullness of it. Succumbing to him once again and not regretting it in the least.