Princess of Faerl

*Elentari*

I had never felt anything like this in my life before. Yes, I had played with myself and experimented with toys and what not, thinking I would never have a partner, so why not learn to please myself? But nothing prepared me for the dick of a god. He fit inside me perfectly. I was always told your first time would hurt, but this didn’t. Maybe because I had experience with toys? I don’t know. He teased me as he undressed us both, ruining my laces from my corset, but I couldn’t care less. His fingertips were soft against my skin but rough at the same time.

His nipping and licking at my nipples made my toes curl. I wanted him. I wanted all of him deep inside me. I wanted to feel what it was like to fully belong to him and him to belong to me. Feeling him through the layers of clothes was driving me crazy and I was beyond wet. I wanted to speak, tell him to fuck me, all my thoughts to come forward, but my throat constricted with each motion, shockwaves through my body. Simply grinding against him made me orgasm. My body shook as I bit my lip and he kissed me moving over my body, his member now naked. Fuck I wanted him.

He grabbed me by the hips and rolled me on top of him, situating his cock between my lips, letting my orgasm coat him. His thickness and length drove me crazy. I wanted him inside me. But he wouldn’t let me yet. I groaned and almost cried to have him inside me. He rubbed my clit making me climax again. I shuddered and pushed down harder against the length of his cock. I could see his seed starting to leak from the tip. Greed flashed in my eyes. That was supposed to be inside me, not wasted against his stomach.

I leaned forward, hoping he would slip inside me, kissing him hard. My hard nipples pressed against his smooth chest, my clit against his stomach, his tip at my entrance. He seemed to know what I was doing though, his hot breath on my ear asking me if I wanted to be on top the first time. I couldn’t use words to answer, simply took his lip between my teeth, nibbling into sucking and then devouring each other as I moved my hips so he slipped inside me perfectly. I bounced my hips up and down, taking all of him I could. Feeling him start to throb, I pushed off against his chest, slamming myself down on him, taking all of him inside me. I arched my back feeling him fill me.

I wasn’t done though, and I wasn’t about to let him be done, my hand reaching up to twist my own nipple, leaning back my other arm supporting me as I moved my hips up and down, playing a disappearing act with his cock. Fuck he felt so good. I wanted this for eternity. Flashes of familiar feelings overcame me from our first time. He had been faithful all this time. He hadn’t made love to a single other woman the entire time. It stung slightly to know he punished Aphrodite once using sex, but he never made love to her. He was mine, and only mine.

His cock never went flacid, he stayed hard inside me, rising up to slam inside me. It was the best feeling I had ever felt. He flipped me over onto my back, never removing his cock, putting my ankles onto his shoulders, holding my ass up with both hands, and started to slam into me. His eyes were filled with passionate fire. I lost track of the number of times he made me cum. I couldn’t count the number of times he came inside me.

Neither of us felt the need to stop, neither of us felt sated for hours. I didn’t know if everyone’s first time was like this, or if it was the stamina of being a deity, but I just wanted more and more. One thing I didn’t realize is sleep was no longer required. It was something that was sometimes done because deities got bored, but sleep was not necessary. Neither was food.

We stayed in our room for days, barely sleeping, never dressed, almost always coupled together. My animalistic side was wanting so badly to mark him in every way I could. Lucinda wanted to bite him, so did Silk. Serenity wanted to put a fae mark on him, and Arashi wanted to claw her mark onto him. If they got their way this man’s newly perfect skin would be marked with bites and tattoos of all kinds in short order. All of them fought to come forward, but since they were demigods and I was now a goddess, they couldn’t completely overpower me unless they all went forward at once, but each wanted their turn.

About the fourth day of seclusion in our room, I couldn’t take their bickering in my head any more, “Hep, love, the girls want to mark you.” I bit my lip softly.

“Oh?” He raised an eyebrow at me, “The quiet council finally speaks?”

I giggled at his nickname for them. “Yea… Lucinda and Silk want to bite you, Serenity wants to give you a fae marking, and Arashi wants to claw her crest into you.” I sighed and giggled a bit at them. They were just as possessive as I am, even though they wouldn’t be with me forever. I was now a goddess over them, “But I’m not sure how that would work, since I’m now a goddess. Are they with me forever? Or will they leave me eventually?” The idea of them not being with me made me sad.

“As much as I would like to let the girls have their way, they cannot mark me any more. You were given the gift of immortality by Adalith. They each will go on to live their own lives once the task of the Lunar Guardian is over and you take over for Selene. They may find their own forever mates but would be unable to mark them because they would be bound to me. And as much as a harem sounds like fun,” he winked at me, “I don’t think I could keep up with more than just you, my goddess.”

At the beginning of the sentence I was a bit angry but that dissipated once he got to the punchline of the joke, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly. “Mine…” I growled at him.

“Yours, always yours. But that is why I cannot let the demigod damsels have their way. I apologize.” His eyes did truly look apologetic as he understood how frustrating the feeling of wanting something but not able to reach it felt.

The girls went silent, almost depressed, until I replayed a bit of what he said, about them getting their own mates some day and being able to mark them, not having to share them. Arashi sighed, “Well, I guess not sharing is nice, and I’ll enjoy the fodder second hand until I can get my own body and find my mate.”

She was the most stubborn of them all, so her relenting first was amazing. The others followed suit, pouting but understanding. I chuckled a bit. “They aren’t happy but they understand.” I kissed him softly.

“We need to exit the room and make an appearance, love. The sheets are in desperate need of change and we need some fresh air.” I giggled a bit, fake pouting.

“Do we haaaavvveeeeee to?” I whined playfully, seating myself over his hips, rubbing against his hardness. He groaned, biting his lip.

“Yes, we do, but that doesn’t mean we can’t play in the shower while we wash the smell of sex down from an over powering, unpleasant assult to others, to a subtle hint.” He picked me up as he stood, his cock already inside me as he carried me to the shower. He carried me as if I was a damn feather. He turned the water on, holding me under it, letting me wash my hair while he pushed in and out of me slowly. This was different than anything I had felt over the last few days. I washed his upper body as he slowly made love to me. He set me down, turning me around so the water hit my back, taking a loofa and washing my back and stomach while he pushed into me from behind. My head resting against my hands, I moaned as he brought me to climax after climax. This position was quickly becoming my favourite. He filled every possible part of me, feeling all of him inside, pressing deep and hard on the verge of pain but so pleasurable.

He pulled himself out of me after his last release, still hard. I soaped up my hands, and started washing his length. Just this one time I would let him cum outside of me. His eyes were on my slender hands, full of suds, handling him damn dear expertly. He pushed me down to my knees once the soap was all off, starting to stroke himself.

“Play with yourself, baby.” he said to me, looking down over my body. I slipped one hand between the folds of my lower lips while my other hand played with my nipple. I moaned loudly, watching his cock start to twitch. I kissed the tip of his cock and his seed came spilling out onto my chest, coating my breasts. His moan made me climax again. He stood me up, and washed my breasts again, washing away the evidence of his release. This man was perfect.

This is my forever. I’m glad it’s my forever because I’m going to need forever with him.