Chapter Thirteen: Sensual Awakening

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AS I GAZED INTO HIS eyes, I was surprised they haven't left my own. I knew men were hungry creatures and had obsessions with the curves and slopes of a woman's body yet Draven was only keeping his eyes leveled to mine.

His two lip piercings pulled between his teeth as he slowly played with them, eyes never leaving my face. His hair down to his shoulders, the intense red streak falling over his face almost like feathers kissing his cheeks.

Suddenly remembering the late night talks with Aphrodite, I turned to look up at him instead. Taking the button of his pants and unbuckling them watching them hit the ground. He had on another layer, these much shorter and the fabric much thinner. I curled my fingers in the waist bands, tugging them down to his ankles.

I've seen male genitalia before much to my dismay. Gods would sometimes even walk naked around the gardens or after a bath to air off. All very mysterious to me yet this one here seem to make me want to touch it. So I did.

I grabbed it rather tightly, enticing a warning growl from my dashingly handsome mate. It was warm and very large, my fingers couldn't even wrap around it completely. It was long, hanging so perfectly and I couldn't help but squat, barely eye level with it.

I wanted to taste it, just like Aphrodite had told me she had done to others. Move your hands up and down while sucking the head. She had said while trying to show me with her hands. Don't forget to twirl your tongue and run it along the length.

So I did, leaning forward and gripping him with both hands I began to move my hands up and down along his length. He suddenly grabbed my hands removing it, a frown growing upon my face.

"Shall you join me in the bath?" He asked looking down at me as a shiver violently slivered down my spine. I nodded as he guided me to the large tub. Everything in here is so damn massive. Literally.

The tub almost swallowed me whole as I sunk down into the hot bubbles of lavender. The water was almost impossibly hot but kind of relaxing. It kind of reminded me of the hot ponds in Olympus.

"Lean forward, my love." Draven said and I opened my eyes, not even noticing that I had closed them. He turned the water off, getting in behind me, the water almost going over the edge.

The tub fit him perfectly, accommodating his overly large size. It was almost as if he had everything made to fit him more comfortably. I closed my eyes again, sighing peacefully as I leaned back into his chest feeling the hard pectorals against me. This felt sensational.

"As much as I want to mate you, I will respect you and wait until we are married." I groaned not opening my eyes. This water felt magical to my body or was it just his body against mine that made me feel so relaxed.

"But I've had my virginity for far too long. Please take it." I begged as he noticeably stiffened. I opened an eye looking over my shoulder at him.

"You're a virgin?" He asked like he couldn't believe the words that had just left my mouth. I giggled at his puzzled expression.

"Obviously." I said wiggling a bit as I felt his erection press into my back. I moaned at how hard it was. It felt like it was pulsating, almost like a beating heart.

"I wasn't expecting you to say that at all, actually how old are you if you don't mind me asking?" He gripped my hips, seizing the movement. I poked my bottom lip out hating that he wouldn't let me explore his body the way I really wanted to.

"I will hit my twenty-fourth millennia very soon now that I think about it." I hummed, giving up on and reaching up to unclip the gold clasps in my locs. As I listened to the small gold clips hit the ground I noticed that Draven was quiet. "Draven?" I turned towards him, throwing the last clip on the floor feeling my hair fall down my back.

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