I dug my hands into her lower back, and Sunny squeaked at the first satisfying pop of her body and then went limp. "Be my pretty deity, petal. For your cunt is divine, and so is your mouth. Because you sing like an angel as you come on my cock and make me see the heavens."

"Fuck, Khell'ar," she sighed as I kneaded and stroked down to her ass, spreading her cheeks briefly to admire her rosebud hole I'd played with the night before.

I bent my head again, and Sunny let out a half-hearted, garbled yelp as I licked up her crease here too, from her cunt to the base of her spine and then back down to that puckered hole again, burrowing in the sharp tip of my tongue.

"I must taste every part of my goddess, petal. I am a hungry devotee," I murmured against her ass, kissing and tonguing at her hole as she squealed and squirmed, and pinned my hands splayed on her cheeks.

"Oh my—"

"My goddess," I said, cutting Sunny off with a growl, lapping down to her cunt where she was growing sharp with new arousal, and then up again to the darker and earthier, secretive flavor of her ass. "Give me all of you."

Sunny gave up speech as I helped myself to my new feast, tongue thrusting and licking where my fingers had first searched last night. I was tempted to stretch her again, to take her here on my cock, but even I wasn't a good enough liar to convince myself that would be for her benefit. So instead, I sated myself on her flavor until the call of her cunt and the pleading, weeping fluid gathering on the altar begged for my fingers. She was heaving and gasping, facedown, hands leaving sweaty streaks as they searched for purchase.

She came, ass pinching the length of my buried, curious tongue, cunt barely able to clasp around my fingers but simply fluttering gently with relief, and her sobs of baffled release echoed off the altar. I relented as she relaxed and climbed onto the top of the altar, watching her shudder, her eyes wide and unseeing. She glanced shyly at me, cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.

Fuck her again, the beast in me snarled.

Instead, I settled back on my own heels, my heavy cock resting on her soft ass as I leaned forward and grabbed a bottle of massage oil, coating it over my palms.

"You're joking," Sunny whispered. "You can't just—"

I put my hands to her shoulders, digging my fingers into the tense muscle, smiling as it melted immediately at the first touch. "Hush now, petal. I must care for my goddess."

Sunny moaned, either at my answer or at the massage, I wasn't sure, and her eyes fell shut, body unwinding from the confused excitement I'd put her through, surrendering to me again.

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