The chiming sound of the bells on her anklets echoed around her as she followed behind the two priests down the expansive corridor.
This was her final task…her final test.
She had to pray to her god and if after three days and nights he spoke to her than she would ascend to the position of high priestess.
He just had to speak to her once.
When the two priests opened the door, she was hesitant to enter the large circular room but one of them spoke.
“There is no turning back from this point child. Either he chooses you or not. You will not be harmed either way. If you are not chosen…there are many other hopefuls to test.”
“A-and if he does choose me?”
“Then you will live a blessed and joyous life.”
The other priest slips the cloak from her shoulders, leaving her in a thin see-through shift.
“Be unafraid. He is a merciful god as well as kind. He will not harm you. Now go. We will return with for you in four days.”
She bows slightly, not speaking anymore as she steps through the doorway and jumps when they close both doors behind her.
Ah’nili slowly moves forward, the braziers of fire the only light as she explores the room. There are pillars surrounding the inner circle, where there are a few couches and a low table next to a large collection of furs and pillows. Fragrant smoke billows languidly up from the censers placed by every other pillar.
But at one side there is a large statue of the temple’s patron…Darys, the god of healing. No one has seen his face but they have only seen serpents and heard a hissing voice speak to them, so the statue is of a giant serpent, hewn from alabaster. The snake had two tails, raised in supplication and it held a small scepter in its mouth.
It was beautiful.
“Who are you?”
She jumped, yelping in surprise before falling to her knees immediately.
“Who are you? Why are you here?”
“Ah’nili, my lord. I am here for the final test.”
“Another hopeful? There is no need to call me, ‘my lord’, not in here. In here, I am Darys.”
“I-I do not thi-”
“It is my request that you call me by that name here. Out there you may call me what they want you to but in here, my only name is Darys, sweet girl.”
“Alright….Darys.”
“Good. Did the priests tell you what being my high priestess all entails?”
Ah’nili shook her head and he frowned from where he sat perched behind his statue.
“Of course not. They never do explain it in full detail…the fools.”
“Explain what?”
“I am considered a god of healing but it is…different from others.”
“What is so different about it? You heal ailments of the body and mind. You bring them back to themselves.”
He chuckled low and she blushed.
“That is what I do but the way in which I do it is vastly different. What the priests failed to mention is that I use my essence to heal…I use the basest urges and needs to repair the body and mind. The need to connect with another physically…sexually. I heal through copulation.”
She looked at him confused until he explained further. “Sex, Ah’nili. I heal through sexual energy. Well, within reason…I will not use those methods when healing children. I will only give them the feeling of a mother’s or father’s familial affection instead.”
Her eyes widened and she quickly looked down at her feet.
He shifted where he sat as he watched her reaction, quite pleased that she hadn’t run yet.
“Are you well? You look rather red in the face and your heart is beating faster. Did my words upset you? Or did they embarrass you?”
“N-No, I…I am not…I mean…I haven’t…”
‘Ah, so that is why.’
He grinned, “you are a virgin?”
Her head ducked down more and he chuckled.
“Do not be embarrassed by that, dear Ah’nili. It is a precious, sacred part of you and should be treated as such. I am glad you are still pure. It shows that you have respect for your body and for your mind. For that alone I would choose you.”
Her head snapped up, a smile playing at her lips.
“Really? I would be honored, Darys! That is if you do choose me.”
“We still have two more nights left. We are done for today. Go. Bathe, eat and sleep. We will talk more tomorrow, dear Ah’nili.”
“But-”
“I insist. Please?”
That took her by surprise…a god saying please. Darys was unlike any other gods but then again she hadn’t met any other gods or goddesses. He had put her at ease in such a short time and she was thankful to him for that.
“Until tomorrow then, Darys.”
“Through the dark red curtains, you will find a bathing pool. Take a bath, relax.”
“Thank you Darys.”
/ – / – / – /
The bathing pool was just that…a pool and as she slipped into the water, she found it warm and she sighed, sinking into it happily.
It was lovely and the water was fragrant as well, smelling of lavender and honeysuckle. It was soothing.
She ducked her head under and sighed again as she could feel the effects of the lavender relaxing her further.
Darys knew he shouldn’t be here…watching her from his perch high above but he was utterly entranced by her as she swam in circles. She was slight, small and quite beautiful. Just the sight of her bare shoulder was enough to make him groan in pleasure.
He was shocked at how quickly he already wanted her. He was drawn to her like a moth to flame. She was innocent, pure…beautiful.
But if he revealed himself to her?
Would she still want him after seeing his true form?
After all he may be a god but he was still considered a beast.
He punched the wall beside him and the room echoed with the crack of stone as he left a fist-sized hole behind.
After all, who could ever love a beast?
/ – / – / – /
She sighed, drying her hair as she walked back into the main room and she was shocked to find a small plate of fruit and a few blankets on top of the furs.
He set out blankets for her so she wouldn’t get cold and food so she wouldn’t go to sleep hungry.
She smiled. He was really quite thoughtful.
Looking up at the statue she breathed a small reply. “Thank you Darys. Good night.”
He held his breath, touched by her words. Sure he had heard prayers of thanks from his followers before but this time…from her lips…it actually sounded genuine. Whoever this Ah’nili was…she was pure and kind, gentle and giving. She was unlike anyone else.
And he liked that.
/ – / – / – /
When her breathing changed, he moved down from his perch above, snapping his fingers to lower the firelight to a dim flicker and he watched the light dance across her pale skin. She was even more beautiful up close like this.
He brushed a small lock of her golden hair from her brow and leaned over, pressing a small kiss to her forehead.
“Thank you, Ah’nili. For being a kind, gentle soul.”
She mumbled in her sleep and turned, causing him to freeze until she shivered and he smiled softly, pulling the blanket up over her shoulder.
“Sleep, little one. Dream pleasantly here.”
He waved his hand and the fire flared to life as he climbed back up the statue, returning to his perch to curl up, just watching her sleep for the rest of the night, keeping vigil over her until at last he slipped into slumber himself.
And what does this god dream of in his self-imposed exile? He dreamt of piercing grey eyes, of a voice that made his chest ache and a smile that sent his heart racing.
For the first time he dreamt of loving a woman he knew he couldn’t have.
/ – / – / – /
When she woke up, she found another plate of food and smiled again.
“Thank you Darys.”
“You are welcome. I’m not going to let you starve while you are here, Ah’nili. You need to keep your body healthy and you cannot do that while starving.”
“You are exactly as the priests said you would be…kind and caring.”
“I’m glad the priests said something good. I feared they would try to turn others away.”
“They are devoted priests to you. Why would you think that?”
“I am not like other gods. I am…different.”
“Is it so bad to stand out from others? You are a god of healing. Just because you use…sexual energy to heal doesn’t make it bad.”
“Where are you from, Ah’nili?”
“What?”
“Where are you from? It is rare that I can get away from the temple due to my…condition so I do not have a good picture in my mind of the outside world.”
She popped a grape into her mouth and chewed thoughtfully, and he watched, suddenly aroused as she licked the juice from her lips before answering.
“How long has it been since you left the temple?”
“Two thousand years.”
“Two thousand years?! You’ve been here that long?”
“Yes.”
“You must have felt so alone. Well alone and bored.”
He snorted, “I found a way to occupy my time. I draw and I…”
He stopped speaking, grinning to himself. Why not show her. He waved his hand and another doorway appeared.
“Do you see the doorway with the green curtain over there?”
Her eyes scanned the room and noticed the dark green fabric with golden vines stitched on it. “Yes. I…that wasn’t there before.”
“No, it wasn’t. There are many rooms to this temple and I can make the doors appear and disappear when I feel like it. Please, go in. I have a feeling you’ll like what’s in there.”
She picked up another grape and chewed it before she moved towards the doorway. He followed her from above as she slipped under the curtain and smiled wide as she gaped opened mouth when she stepped out into an bright, airy open courtyard.
It was filled with flowers of all sizes, shapes and colors. The air was heavy with the different scents and she could hear bees buzzing, bird song joining in with the tinkling sound of rushing water to create a symphony of life surrounding her.
She could feel tears pricking at her eyes and she sniffled.
He watched her from his shadowy perch and when tears began to fall from her eyes, he moved forward, reaching a hand out to her but he stopped as soon as the sunlight hit his skin and he recoiled back.
“I’m sorry, Ah’nili. I didn’t mean to make you cry. I…I just thought you would like it.”
Ah’nili wiped the tears from her cheeks and smiled brightly.
“I do like it. I love it! Its so beautiful here. Did you do all this?”
“Yes. I treasure all life so I wanted to have a place that represented that. And well, I don’t feel so alone with the birds and animals that wander in from time to time.”
“Well, why do you stay in here? Why not go out and travel? Meet and help people?”
“I can’t.”
“Why?”
“I just can’t!”
His shout surprised even him and he deflated, chest aching painfully as he retreats further into the shadows. She didn’t know…so he had no reason to yell at her.
She sniffled again. “I shouldn’t have pushed the issue. Please forgive me. It was not my place.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for. I should not have raised my voice to you. You do not understand. No one outside this temple would understand. Enjoy your time in here, Ah’nili. I will return soon and we will speak more.”
She nodded, turning to the fountain and she sits, splashing in the water, still sniffling.
He curses himself. She did not deserve that. He had to make it up to her and he had the perfect idea.
He had such a short time with her and he would make the most of it because once she left, she would probably never come back.
/ – / – / – /
When he returned to the garden, his chest felt light, made lighter when he noticed she was petting a doe that had wandered in. She was humming a soft tune and he smiled at her carefree ways. He was finding it harder and harder to stay away from her.
Everything that she did was like a siren song to him but his fear held him back from approaching her. It would destroy him if he saw those grey eyes of hers fill with terror instead of the joy they now held. He didn’t want to hurt her.
“Ah’nili?”
She jumped sending the deer running into the trees. “Oh, sorry little deer! I didn’t mean to scare you off!”
“I should not have startled you, then the deer would not have run.”
“Its alright, Darys. I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Don’t keep doing that. Apologizing for something that was clearly my fault.”
“You are unlike any other gods I have heard about.”
“Oh? And what have you heard of the others?”
“I do not wish to say. I do not want to be punished for another’s words.”
“You are not the one who said them originally so you will be safe.”
She sighs, “It is said the other gods are selfish and cruel. They take and take but do not give in return.”
He frowned, “You are correct. Many of my brethren are cruel, yes, but they will learn in time what I have learned.”
“What is that?”
“That all humans are needed. You supply us with your prayers, your offerings…your love. And we must repay it in kind or face destruction by our own design.”
“I don’t think you’ll have any problem with that. So many are devoted to you. They pray daily to you for help and guidance.”
“Is that why you are here? Why you wish to become a high priestess?”
She nodded, “Yes and no. You see, when I was younger…I had a baby brother. He got very sick…the plague. We all prayed day and night. My mother and father prayed for him to get better but we all knew he wasn’t going to. So one night I snuck out to your temple in my village and I offered my favorite doll.”
He held his breath as he remembered the little doll and the small voice praying for her brother.
“You prayed for him to pass in peace. You prayed for your mother and father to find peace in his passing.”
“Yes. Y-you remember it?”
“Of course I do. I remember all the prayers made to me. You were so at peace with your brother’s passing that I, myself sought him out and eased his pain. He was only a child so I just took the agony away from his limbs, replacing it with happiness and joy…allowing him to feel his mother’s love as she rocked him back and forth in those last few moments.”
She fell to her knees, sobbing openly and he felt her pain…her happiness that he had remembered her.
“Thank you, Darys. Thank you for that.”
“Thank you for trusting me to help him. Now, dry your tears. I have a surprise for you.”
“A surprise.”
“Yes. Go back into the main room. You have food waiting for you as well as a gift.”
She was intrigued now and her stomach growled loudly causing him to laugh.
“I think your stomach likes the idea of food. Go.”
She giggled and ran out of the courtyard, into the other room and he rushed through the opening above and when she gasped, he grinned.
“I told you that I draw too. I drew that last night as we spoke.”
It was a drawing of her, sitting on the cushioned chair that it now sat on and she couldn’t believe the detail. It was as if she could walk right off the parchment.
“Its amazing! Darys…this is…thank you.”
He sighed, hand pressed against his chest, trying to calm the rapid fluttering of his heart and he froze as a thought held fast in his mind.
For gods, it was quick and consuming when they fell and fall he did in that moment. Her eyes shing with unshed tears and laughing joyfully, clutching the drawing to her chest.
He knew then that he was in love.
He was utterly, irrevocably in love with Ah’nili.
And she didn’t know.
She would never know.
He retreated into the shadow, tears flowing down his cheeks at the realization that she would never love him back.
He was a monster.
Women didn’t love monsters like him.
/ – / – / – /
“Darys?”
There was no answer and she frowned.
“Darys, are you there?”
Still no answer and it struck her deep and she could feel tears springing once again to her eyes and she set the drawing on the table before collapsing onto the furs, sobbing as she felt something was wrong, gravely wrong.
/ – / – / – / – /
He could hear her sobbing and it tore at him. He needed to let her go…to save them both this pain but he didn’t want her to leave.
When the crying stopped he looked down at her, noticing that she had cried herself to sleep and she was shivering.
Darys couldn’t let her freeze so he made his way down to the ground silently, grabbing a blanket to drape it over her and she turned onto her back, her eyes fluttering open and he froze over her, blanket still clutched in his hands as she settled her gaze on him.
‘Ah’nili.’
Golden eyes flashed in the dark and she froze as terror flooded her veins.
‘What was this? Who was this?’ Then it dropped what it was holding and moved back from her. She could faintly note a different shape from the top of the creature. This was only part human only confirmed when she heard a rattling from it. She moved then, screaming as she scrambled back away from it.
It moved forward a bit and the rattling grew more agitated.
“Easy! Ah’nili! I will not hurt you. Please!” That voice was familiar and it clicked then and she felt her terror leave her in a rush.
“Darys?” Her voice was but a whisper but he heard the tremor in it and his shoulders dropped.
“Yes. I’m…I’m sorry. You looked cold.” And he turned from her, hands scrambling over the floor to help him quickly slither away but she noted the warmth covering her feet. He was placing a blanket over her and she spoke again, her voice stronger this time.
“Wait! Darys, please?!”
He stills, something smacking the floor quickly as he stops moving and she squints at him.
“Can you make it brighter in here?”
“Why? I do not wish to frighten you further, Ah’nili.”
“Please?”
Darys sighs heavily before snapping his fingers and the braziers roared to life, flooding the room with strong, flickering light.
She gaped at him, struck by how different he looked compared to what she had thought of.
He was beautiful, half man with tanned lean muscle but his lower half, from the hips on down…was that of a serpent’s tail, ending in a blunt tip. He had stripes of those same blue scales along his ribs and a smattering of them along either side of his jaw. They were the most beautiful color of blue she had ever seen with a slight metallic sheen to them as well. And his eyes were shining golden slits that were held wide in stunned silence.
Ah’nili now realized what he was…He was a Naga, like the ones from the stories her mother had told her when she was a little girl.
“Now you see me as I truly am, Ah’nili. As I’ve always been. A monster. This is the reason why I hide away here…why I have never left save once. I am sorry if I frightened you. You may go now if you wish it. I will not hurt you or chase you down for that matter. And you will not be accosted by the priests as well.”
He was confused by her staring. Why did she not run from him in terror?
“I’ve never seen that color of blue before.”
He looked at her sharply, “what?”
She smiled softly, motioning to his tail which softly scratched back and forth across the stone floor.
“I’ve studied a lot of serpents alongside the village healer when I was younger and I have never once seen that shade of blue…until now.”
A twinge of something shoots through his chest at her words and he stills, muscles coiled at the ready as she slowly approaches him. She lifts a hand carefully, motioning again to the tail.
“Can I…if it’s alright with you…can I touch your tail?”
He doesn’t speak, only nods and slides it around, lifting the tip in the air for her to inspect. When she first touches the tail he inhales sharply and she is the one to still this time.
Darys swallows hard, “its…no one has ever touched my tail…or even asked to touch it for that matter. They usually run when they first see me. You are the first to not run. Why are you not running?”
Her heart breaks for him, for the lost tone in his voice and her gaze shifts to something tender as she lays her hand softly on the tail, sliding it down over the cerulean scales.
He shivers.
“I will not run from you, Darys. It is their loss if they do. I have come to know you these past few days and you are kind and thoughtful, merciful and gentle. You are no monster, Darys. You are a god and you are beautiful to me.”
A sob catches in his throat at her words and he moves suddenly, seizing her in his arms and his tail coils around her as he kisses her fiercely.
She’s shocked at first but then she’s melting into the kiss, throwing her arms around his shoulders, sighing into his mouth as his tail wraps around her hips and his hands settle on her waist.
He pulls away and she sways into him causing him to steady her. “Ah’nili?”
She’s suddenly overcome by the need to kiss him again so she tilts her head up to him, “Kiss me again, Darys.”
And he leans down, moving his lips over hers, tongue darting out to lick at her lips, tracing them before he’s pulling her bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it hard. She’s left breathless, gasping, arching up into him, softly moaning as he nudges her mouth open slowly with his tongue. He pushes in, dipping his tongue into her mouth, running it over her teeth before brushing it up across the roof of her mouth and she whimpers. He growls into her, his tongue wrapping around hers, sliding back and forth.
And then he’s breaking away from her, cupping her cheeks as he presses their foreheads together. They are both breathing heavily. Her legs are wobbly and she’s grabbing his arms to keep from swooning.
“You are a gift, Ah’nili. A rare and beautiful gift.”
She smiles, reaching up to cup his cheek, leaning up to kiss him again and he greedily returns it, moaning low in his throat.
“Oh, do you have any idea what you are doing to me? To be this…this…accepting? This open with your affection? I may never let you go.”
“Then don’t. Let me stay, Darys. Let me be your priestess and I will work my hardest to change the people’s view of you to something good. I will make sure they do not see a monster but a god that heals…that helps…that cares for his people.”
“I already chose you that day I accepted your offering, Ah’nili. For gods and goddesses…we feel time differently and I feel as if I’ve known you forever. If you accept, you won’t just be my high priestess from now on. I would keep you forever…as my wife.”
“Forever as your wife?”
“Well, t-that is if you want me to?”
The smile that lights her face makes his pulse pound in his ears and he’s stunned by the feeling, laying her hand over his chest, allowing her to feel the rapid beating of his heart.
“Do you feel that, Ah’nili? That is you…your effect on me. Your woven spell upon my heart. May I…I would like to lay with you. To show you just how much I care for you.”
She blushed heavily, a sigh escaping her as she leaned into him. “I would like that. Please Darys.”
He lifted her in his arms, causing her to squeak and he chuckled, kissing her temple as he slithered towards a new doorway. This one had a simple brown curtain and when they emerged on the other side, she sighed again. It was a small, simple room with a pile of furs and pillows. He gently laid her onto the furs before coiling the tip of his tail around one of her legs.
She laid back, trailing her hands up his arms as he leaned over her, nuzzling at her neck.
“Are you sure about this, Ah’nili? I do not want you to feel forced into this. Too many of my brethren have done so and I do not want to be like them.”
“I am sure, Darys. Kiss me.”
He grinned, capturing her lips, sliding his mouth to cover hers as he dipped his tongue back into her mouth and moaned in surprise when she tentatively pushed back with her own tongue. He let her push it into his mouth, gently guiding her to lick along his teeth and cheeks, pushing it up to the roof of his mouth. She moaned, her fingers tangling into his long, dark hair.
They parted, a string of saliva the only connection between their mouths until his lips leave nibbling kisses down her neck, breaking it. She arches into him, a hand sliding down the back of his neck to dig her nails into his shoulder and he breaks away to groan, pressing a kiss to her jaw.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for someone like you? The countless lifetimes I had to exist before you? I am whole now because of you…Ah’nili. My Ah’nili.”
“Darys!”
His hands tugged at the fastenings of her gown, undoing them and allowing the fabric to part, falling to either side of her body. She quickly covered her breasts and he cupped her cheek.
“You need not be embarrassed, Ah’nili. You are exquisite. A figure of divine femininity in my eyes.”
She watched wide eyed as he gently pulled her hands away, closing her eyes with a moan as he bent over and took a nipple into his mouth. He lightly bite it, before laving over it with his tongue, sucking hard around it. Releasing it with a pop! he switched to the other one, kneading the other with his hand, rolling the nipple between his fingers and she arches with a gasping cry, clutching his head to her chest.
He groaned, feeling his slit swell as he inhaled the heady, heavy scent of arousal rolling off her. His hands trailed down her ribs as his tail slide up her leg, rubbing at her inner thigh. She gasped, gripping his shoulders tight.
“Its okay, Ah’nili. I wouldn’t dream of hurting you. I only want to make you feel good.”
“I already feel good.”
“This will feel better than what I’m already doing to you. I promise.”
She looked at him wide-eyed and naïve and he smiled, kissing her softly as the blunt tip of his tail gingerly swept over the curls between her legs and she jerked at the touch until the tip pressed gently against her, rubbing back and forth over her clit.
She moaned low before looking at him in surprise, “What? What is it doing?”
“Have you never touched yourself before, Ah’nili?” At the shake of her head, he frowned.
“Put your hand down there and touch where the tip is.”
She feels down there and finds a nub of flesh that makes her hips jerk when touched.
He smiles at her, “That is the clit. Every woman has one and when properly manipulated, it can bring great pleasure to the woman in question. That is what I want to do for you. I want to make you feel nothing but pleasure.”
She’s still lightly touching the nub until the tip of his tail pushes her hand away, pressing into it and it rattles, sending a vibration through her clit. She arches with a cry as she feels a pressure build up between her legs and she can feel wetness down there.
“Its…Darys! Oh, its…I feel something…”
“Give into it, Ah’nili. Let yourself embrace it. Let yourself fall into pleasure and I will catch you.”
She arches up as the pressure explodes and she cries out as she falls and he holds her close, brushing her hair back, kissing her neck.
“There you go, látris. Breathe.”
“That…that was…”
“Did it feel good?” He slide down her body, tracing the dips and divots of her body, stopping to kiss above her belly button before pressing a kiss to her curls.
“Yes. Amazing! Darys?”
“Is this okay? I will be the one to pray this time. ” He draws a long lick through her folds she arches, hands clutching his head, pulling his hair and he groans into her, his tail coming up to slide between her breasts.
He pressed his lips harder against her, licking a long strip along her opening. She writhed underneath him and he had to grip her thighs, to keep her still as he held her open, slowly and methodically kissing and licking at her, circling her opening several times before moving upwards to trace circles around her clit, his lips capturing her nub and sucking hard. Back and forth he switches until she’s reduced to whimpers before he finally dips his tongue inside. Her hands are grabbing at his head as she bucks into his mouth.
His lips rasp along her core and his breath is hot on her as he speaks, “I will whisper my prayers to your flesh and your moans will be my answer.”
He slides two fingers in her and crooks them up and she cries out.
He begins to thrust his fingers in and out, crooking them every so often as he licks at her folds, tracing back and forth around them. Her pants fade into whimpers as the wet sounds of his mouth licking and slurping at her had her thighs quivering and her core clenching.
It was indecent, him growling into her like he was, moving against her like a man starving.
Then he’s closing his mouth around her clit and sucking hard as he slams his fingers further into her and presses up and she shatters around him, back arched, screaming as her orgasm hits full force.
He continues to lap at her, slowly this time as she comes back down from that peak until he finally stops, laying down next to her and wrapping her in his arms.
“You are…you taste divine, Ah’nili.”
“Darys, what about you?”
He pulls away to look down at her and he moans at the lust-blown gaze that meets him and he shakes his head.
“I…its more complicated than you think. I am half serpent, Ah’nili and have similar…parts to a snake.”
“Similar? In what way?”
“I…damn this is hard…I have two…”He gestured to the fabric wrapped around his waist.
“You have two?”
“I have two cocks, Ah’nili. A hemi-penis like a serpent.”
He chuckled at her shocked look, nudging into her cheek with his nose.
“You don’t have to do this, Ah’nili. I’m content to taste you…to just have you here laying next to me.”
“But you…its, their not…spiked are they? I know most snakes have spikes there to help with keeping them connected to females during mating.”
“No, they are not spiked, thankfully. They are rather smooth but I do knot similar to a dog after climax so we would be stuck together for a bit…that is if you still want to go through with this.”
She grinned and kissed him sweetly. “I will admit I am a bit nervous but I would not trust any other man with my virginity. I trust you Darys because I know you do not see me as a conquest but only as me. As Ah’nili.”
He groans, leaning into her and he guides her hands to the scrap of fabric wrapped around his waist.
“My dearest Ah’nili, you are the greatest miracle to grace my eyes. I will treasure this gift until the end of time.”
She pulls the knot free and allows the fabric to slide down off his scales, revealing the swollen slit just below his bellybutton and she can see something peeking through.
“Is that?”
“Yes. Would you like to take them out?”
She nodded so he grasped her hands again, pulling them to the slit, guiding her fingers to trace circles around it, making him gasp slightly at her soft touch. Then he was slowly pushing her fingers into the opening, moaning when she grazed over one of his cocks.
She gasped, “its warm and…wet?”
“Y-yes. Just keep rubbing lightly but try to hook your fingers around it…when you do just give a gentle tug and the other will follow suit.”
“Okay.”
She did as he instructed, stroking at him gently as she pushed further in, sliding her fingers around him, and coaxing his cocks out slowly and both all at once unfolded into her hands.
They were thin, slightly hard and warm to the touch, covered with a slightly sticky liquid with a more fanned out head and longer than a human male’s. She slide her hands down them and he groaned.
Ah’nili blushed, her body reacting to his sounds and she did it again, watching him closely as his head fell back and his tail twitched violently behind him.
“Ah’nili…”
“Did that…was that okay?”
“Yes, dearest, extremely so. I liked it a lot.”
“Can I do it again?”
He grips her chin gently, pulling her into a soft kiss. “You can do whatever you want to me. Like I said before, there is to be no embarrassment here, Ah’nili. This night…this moment is for you. Explore. Find what you like. I will always enjoy your touch.”
She lightly squeezed him and slide her hands up and down again and he jerked up into her hands. She was fascinated by them, it seemed like they kept producing that slightly sticky liquid to keep themselves moist but she could see a liquid leaking from the tips and she suddenly felt an urge strike her and his words echoed in her mind.
‘There is to be no embarrassment here…’
So she leaned over and licked the liquid from one and he moaned loudly, twitching again.
“Yes. Oh…its…you…yesss,” he hissed.
Ah’nili felt encouraged by his reaction, sliding a hand down the other one as she licked the first one and he brushed a knuckle across her cheek, panting at the touch of her tongue against him.
She feels even more daring and closes her mouth around the tip and lightly sucks and he bucks up into her mouth, pushing himself further in on accident and she gags, pulling back from him.
“I’m sorry, pet. It…that felt good.”
Ah’nili is still blushing but she leans back down to him and takes him into her mouth again, lightly scraping her teeth over him.
He hisses, “be careful of your teeth. Too much pressure can hurt.”
She hummed, making him groan aloud and he slumped back into the furs, both cocks twitching as she took more of him into her mouth.
This was heavenly…her mouth was heavenly on him and he could feel himself nearing orgasm.
“Ah’nili, I’m close…Ah…nili, I-I…please…I….f-fuck!”
She sucked again at him and he shouts, cock flooding her mouth with his seed and she makes a surprised noise as she nearly chokes, pulling quickly away from him. His cock is still twitching, painting her face and chest with the rest of his seed. She bites her lip as she looks down at the mess he left upon her body and looked up, locking eyes with him and he growls gutturally, pouncing at her, gently pinning her to the furs behind her.
He’s kissing her viciously, nipping at her lips as his hands pulls her legs wide, settling himself between her legs and she bucks up into him as the feel of both of his cocks pressing against her folds.
“You are my goddess, Ah’nili. My priestess…my lover…my love.”
“Please Darys! Please, my love?”
He nuzzles into her neck, licking at the skin just below her ear. “This will hurt at first, my love, but it will leave after a moment. I swear it.”
He grips the second cock and presses it against her opening and as he slowly enters her he kisses her, letting his hands trace her ribs, settling over her lower stomach, willing his healing power into her…to soothe the pain as he thrusts the rest of the way into her, finally claiming her body.
She cries out painfully but he is still above her, still rubbing her stomach with one hand and whispering softly against her lips.
“Breathe, love. Breathe. Let it fade. Feel only pleasure now, Ah’nili.”
He pulls out slowly and when she doesn’t flinch or cry out from pain he sighs relieved that she’s not hurting anymore. Then he’s wrapping her legs around his hips as he surges back into her and she moans softly, clutching his shoulders.
“D-Darys…its…ohh…”
He’s panting, readjusting his other cock to rub through her curls, over her clit and she moans loudly this time.
“Yes, Ah’nili. Give in to it.”
Her nails are digging into his shoulders as he continues to thrust into her, slowly picking up speed and he’s grunting, groaning into her ear and she replies with her own soft cries and breathless moans, lifting her hips into his thrusts.
She needed something…she needed more.
“I…I need…”
“What? What do you need?”
“More! Darys…more! Please!”
He moans lewdly at her reply and his tail pushes them off the ground and he slumps onto his back, letting himself sink deeper into her and she cries out happily when he grips his other cock and rubs it back and forth over her as she pulls herself up off him just to sink back down, up and down, again and again, circling her hips down into him.
“Yes! Give in, Ah’nili! Feel nothing but pleasure from me!”
“Darys! I’m….oh…I’m…oh…oh!”
Darys looks at her completely awe-struck as she moves over him as his tail comes up to rub down her spine and she arches up.
Then he shifts again, sitting up, pressing hard into her and she uses his shoulders as leverage to pull herself up and he thrusts up into her when she comes back down and she mewls at him. He does it again, making sure to keep himself flush against her clit. One more thrust up, twice more and then she’s throwing her head back with a scream, her hips losing their rhythm as the pressure within her finally snaps, her orgasm crackling like lightning through her veins.
Darys grunts, feeling her walls squeeze him tightly but he’s no where near done yet. He’s nearly there but he wants her…no needs her to come again. So he rolls them over, pulling free and this time he’s holding both cocks to her folds.
“Do you trust me, Ah’nili?”
“Yes! Yes, Darys. I trust you!”
He’s pushing them both into her and she winces, feeling more pressure than she ever has down there and he’s whispering comfort and praises into her ear.
“Breathe, just breathe. Relax. This will feel even better. You’ll feel so full and complete.”
He teases them in and out of her, groaning as she bucks up into him, allowing them to slip a little further into her. Again and again they do this until both cocks are finally sat deep within her and he’s gasping, panting heavily at how much tighter she feels around both.
She keens loudly at how stretched out she feels and she knows she should feel pain at this but she doesn’t. He had taken the pain from her, leaving behind only the purest pleasure and she grinds herself down onto him as he thrusts up into her shallowly, keeping both of his cocks inside her, bottoming out on every hit and she’s clinging to him, reduced to sharp, panting moans and breathless cries. Then He’s lifting her up, pressing her into the nearest pillar, wrapping his tail around the stone to keep them there as he ruts up into her wildly and her nails are dragging red tracks down his back as she’s screaming her pleasure and he growls, thrusting faster into her.
“Ah’nili! You…perfect! Ah’nili, my love!”
“Please! Pleasepleaseplease! Darys!” She shatters around him, seizing up and back bowed, screaming hoarsely to the ceiling again as her orgasm crashes through her viciously.
“Ah’nili!”
He roars then, a hissing guttural sound as he feels the knot swell and he comes, flooding her walls so full that her abdomen swells slightly and she can feel slick and seed dripping down her thighs and she cries out again as she’s pushed into yet another orgasm, leaving her trembling and weak.
Darys feels both cocks twitch inside her, still pumping and he unwraps his tail from the pillar, moving them slowly back to the furs, groaning as she squeezes around him with a soft moan.
He presses kisses to her face, nipping at her jaw as they lay down, curled around each other.
She mumbled, pressing a kiss to his chest over his heart and he sighs, finding the hole in his heart finally whole as he holds her closer.
“My dearest Ah’nili. I am honored by your love and I will never once forget that. I will love you beyond forever. This I swear to you…my wife.”