NYX
“Oh…fuck!”
I was arched so high off the mattress that only my heels and shoulders were touching the silk, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps.
The sensation of his tongue; rough, hot, and relentless, lapping at my c**t was almost too much to bear.
I felt my internal muscles clenching rhythmically, begging for a release that felt like it was seconds away.
"Fuck... Zeus... please!" I screamed, my voice cracking.
I tried to bring my hand down to cover my mouth, a sudden flash of modesty hitting me despite the situation.
I didn't want the guards or the workers that were probably enjoying their night rest after a very stressful day to wake up to the sound of me completely coming apart.
But Zeus didn’t let me.
He paused for a fraction of a second, his breath hot against my
