Unable to help myself, I gripped her by her deep red hair and kissed her. It was wrong and I knew it, but she was mine. I’d find a way for us to be together because I had to. I couldn’t live another day without her.
A stirring deep in my soul unfurled, and it was like I was soaring though I had both feet on the ground.
“Aros,” she gasped as we broke for air.
I hummed in appreciation as I moved my lips along her jaw and down her neck. I tasted the light saltiness of her skin, and I bit and sucked as if I wanted to devour her. In a way, I supposed I did.
Her nails dug into my back, but because I was in human form, she didn’t see or feel my wings. To her, I was merely a mortal man she’d met in her mother’s garden and fell in love with—a common gardener. Yet, I wasn’t a human at all, and that alone should’ve been enough to stop me, but it wasn’t. I needed her like nothing I’d ever needed before. In fact, she might’ve been the first thing I honestly ever craved.
She had no idea I was assigned to her brother as his guardian angel, for lack of a better term. It was forbidden for us to be with a human, yet I couldn’t stop myself.
“I want you, Soleil. I need you to be mine. I’ll ensure you want for nothing. You’ll be my goddess, and I will worship you the way you deserve,” I promised as my cock grew in length.
We had been meeting often since the day I first saw her strolling along the rose path months ago. Her brother had come home from battle, and I was enjoying a respite from the constant work of keeping him safe. He had journeyed back to his family’s castle. As he met with his father to make plans for his future, I lounged in the shade, enjoying the fragrant blooms that surrounded me.
The second I’d laid eyes on her, I knew that despite who and what I was, her soul was my other half. I’d shifted into my human form with the accoutrements of a gardener as my cover.
Now months—and dozens upon dozens of secret clandestine meetings—later, I met with her as her brother rested from his recent travels to Bordeaux. I’d saved him from three separate incidents during the trip, and I was glad to be back where he was safe.
It also meant I could be with Soleil. Where before I was the epitome of grace and restraint, with her I was wild and unraveling. I had little regard for what could happen to me if we were caught. I needed her.
Frantic and desperate, I unlaced the back of her dress. I pushed it off her shoulders to bare her breasts, and I took one creamy mound in my hand before I sucked the peak. She was my Nirvana, and I was ready to lose myself in her.
As I continued to suckle her luscious tit, I reached down to unfasten my pants. Once my cock was free, I stroked its hard length. Then I gathered the heavy fabric of her gown and pushed it up to her waist where her bodice lay gaping open.
The next time, I would have her in a bed, but for our first time, it was only fitting that it be in the garden where we met, the scent of roses surrounding us.
“Oh, Aros, yes,” she moaned and panted when I bit her puckered nipple.
“Shhhh,” I soothed as I cupped her flesh and lifted my head to gaze down at her. She was stunning. Long, deep red hair was fanned out around her, contrasting beautifully with the lush green grass. Her full breasts were peaked and creamy white, begging for my touch and my mouth. Who was I to deny her?
Assuming she would need to be prepped, I slowly kissed her and slipped a finger into her tight sheath. I needn’t have worried, because she was soaking wet and dripping in anticipation. Though I was desperate to plunge my cock into her, I wanted to taste her first and ensure she was relaxed.
I slowly kissed my way down her torso. Then I buried my head between her soft thighs and licked her glistening pussy as she gasped in surprise. Her fingers twined in my hair and pulled.
“Aros, I don’t think you’re supposed to do that,” she gasped in shock when I circled her clit and sucked it.
During the times between my charges, I was free to consort with the gods and other demigods like me. I had lain with Aphrodite herself on occasion, and she was enough to drain any man—mortal or demigod. In fact, if she found out I was with a mortal, she’d likely lose her mind. Even when she was done with them, she didn’t like her playthings to find another being beautiful—especially a mortal. Though it was okay for her to be with them.
Hell, little did Soleil know, I wasn’t supposed to be with her at all—and it wasn’t because of my fake status as a gardener.
I broke free of her delicious pussy long enough to tell her what I was going to do to her. “Soleil, I don’t care what’s right or wrong. I’m going to taste you as you explode over my tongue. I’m going to lick up every drop, and then I’m going to officially make you mine.”
She gasped, and I preceded to do as promised. She had to muffle herself with a wadded-up section of her skirt to keep from screaming and drawing notice to us.
Unable to wait any longer, I lapped up the last of her release and moved back up her body. As I licked and sucked her neck, I notched my shaft into her wet opening and fed it in slowly.
“It’s going to hurt, but the pain won’t last long, and I’ll make it worth it. Okay?”
As she bit her lip, she nodded.
She was tight, and it took a few minutes to work my hard length into her virgin pussy, but eventually, I was fully seated. She had cried out at the initial invasion, but had quickly acclimated to the way I filled her. Slowly, I began to move.
“Aros,” she begged, though I knew she didn’t know what she was asking for.
Instinct kicked in, and she wrapped her limbs around me and lifted her hips to grind against the base of my cock with each stroke.
I groaned and couldn’t hold back any longer. With my weight resting on one elbow and forearm, I used the other to lift one of her legs. The angle was perfect, and I drove deeper.