Hermes (Frozen Origin #2) (18 page)

“What do you mean by that?” Cher asked.

“You just seem to be jumping through hoops to please him. Just an observation. You really shouldn’t spoil him like that or he’ll expect it.” Hermes growled again and Lu shut up.

“Can I go play while you guys fuss at each other?” Fabian asked.

“Go ahead, but get to bed by ten. Hermes or I will be checking on you so don’t test us.”

“Okay, Cherish, bed by ten.” He repeated so she knew he understood then he ran out the door.

“As wonderful as your company is, Lu, I want some time alone with my mate.”

The look on Lu’s face was full of envy. Cherish didn’t think it was because of her, Lu wanted his own mate and he wanted her now. “I understand, you two run along. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

“That leaves things wide open.” Cherish said.

“You wound me. There are a few things I wouldn’t do, or at least that I haven’t done.” He said his teasing smile back in place. Lu was in the middle of hundreds of his kind, but he was lonely for that special female that would be his alone.

It made her realize, as Hermes led her along holding her hand, how she should be thankful instead of scared, happy instead of worried. She had her one in a lifetime mate and no matter what tomorrow brought, she should enjoy her time with him. What was that saying? Oh, yeah, live like there’s no tomorrow. She was ready to do that now. As soon as they made it inside the door and Hermes closed it, she started removing her clothes.

Hermes looked at her in surprise for a moment before he started to strip as well. He pulled her into the bathroom. He set the water, then pulled her under it and into his arms. He just held her as the water rolled over them soaking their hair and skin. The water was warm and felt sensuous as it ran over their skin. He pulled back, pulling her out f
rom under the spray before he poured shampoo on her hair rubbing it in with the pads of his fingers. It felt marvelous as he lathered her hair rinsing it before moving on. He conditioned her hair leaving it on as he lathered his hands soaping her body.

His fingers moved over her skin in little circles designed to drive her out of her mind with desire, she was sure. He moved over her throat, her shoulders, and down to her breasts where he squeezed and tweaked her nipples until they were hard before moving on. He circled her stomach and dropped to her legs working his way down then back up the other side until he reached her ass. He seemed to enjoy washing that too, squeezing and petting it before moving up her back.

He soaped up again this time moving to the one spot he had skipped. His hands moved eagerly to her thighs finding her clit and circling and tweaking it playfully. He continued to rub and worry her clit which became more sensitive and responsive to his administrations. She moaned with the building tension, filled with need. She pushed her pussy against his magic fingers wanting, needing more, so she could relieve the pressure building inside her. He accommodated her, pressing harder, circling faster, pushing her into a vortex of desire and over the edge into an abyss of sheer delight. She screamed his name as her body pressed up against him. Her breath slowly easing as he moved her to where the water would rinse her clean.

She pulled him to her and under the water before pushing him back. She poured shampoo in his hair standing on her tippy toes. She massaged the shampoo into his scalp and through his silky hair. He moaned and she pulled his head down to hers so she could give him a passionate kiss before she pushed him under the spray to rinse the shampoo off. He was so fucking sexy she was surprised the water didn’t
turn to steam when it hit him. His eyes glowed a dark purple telling her he was enjoying her attention. She put conditioner on his hair and rubbed it in lightly before soaping up her hands.

Starting with his neck, she softly rubbed it on in circles working down his shoulders and his chest taking just a few moments to tease and pinch his small male nipples.
They hardened instantly and his hard cock jerked drawing her attention. She continued to move down his body but her hand was drawn to his cock. Maybe it was the way it kept jerking with a life all its own. She ran her soapy hands up and down the length of it enjoying the feel and the weight of it in her hands. She moved lower, cupping his big heavy balls in her hands, squeezing them until he groaned his need escalating. She continued down his legs and up the back of them getting more soap before she tackled his tempting ass. She squeezed and pinched and played with his ass before moving up his back. Once she had him thoroughly clean, she pushed him under the spray rinsing off all the soap.

She
kissed him as the water slid down their bodies. Her hands stroked him lightly as if memorizing his body. She slid to her knees in front of him the water pouring down her back. One hand went to his impressive hard on while the other cupped his balls. She squeezed his balls gently as she stroked his cock a couple times before licking the pre cum off the tip where it glistened like dew. It was salty and tasted like sex so she sucked on the head of his cock trying to get a little more.

She laved it with her tongue and sucked it into her mouth in turn
, eliciting a groan of pleasure from deep in his throat. She stroked his shaft as she sucked the wide head into her mouth and she lovingly cupped and squeezed his balls. She moved faster taking his cock a little deeper each time until he was hitting the back of her throat. She moaned, sending vibrations through him and she felt him stiffen further.

She glanced up at him, his head was thrown back, his eyes closed with a look ecstasy on his face. He looked more like an angel than a god, so close to heaven.
Faster she moved as his groans, moans, and tightened muscles straining, told her he was close. She relaxed her throat and slid him in almost all the way and he held her head as his cum shot down her throat so thick she struggled to swallow it all. Salty with a hint of spice, she sucked him dry enjoying his flavor. He pulled her up and into his embrace kissing her and moaned with apparent enjoyment at his taste on her tongue.

He rinsed before turning the water off. He grabbed a towel, drying her first before drying himself. He picked her up carrying her to the bed where he gently set her down. She n
oticed he was once again hard as a rock.
Guess that’s why they call them gods!
He positioned himself on top of her and this time he moved into her slow and easy. He wasn’t rushed like before, he was taking his time and enjoying every second of it, of her. He moved all the way in and nearly all the way out in an unhurried pace. She could lie under him all night long like this while he built a slow fire burning between them.

Chapter 8

A Mate’s Protection

He could love her like this all night, he had unlimited endurance, all gods were blessed with that
and demons as well. He didn’t really know what came over him in that moment but the overriding need to dominate, to make her submit to him and give him everything she had been holding back surged through him. He flipped her over and he pulled her hips up, she didn’t struggle or argue. She adjusted her position and waited for him to slide into her and take her again which he did. He slid in hard and he moved his body over hers biting her shoulder lightly just to let her know who was in charge. He felt so primitive, he knew it was crazy but he had to have her just like this, his inner beast demanded he finally achieve her submission, her acceptance of his claim was paramount.

His teeth gripped her shoulder as he powered into her feeling more beast than man. She moaned with pleasure which only encouraged the beast inside him to piston into her over and over. He felt joy rush through him, she wasn’t fighting his claim. They were both close to the sensual explosion that would leave them breathless and joined on the most basic level. He moved his hand to her thighs sliding his fingers to her clit to circle and press on the little nub of pleasure. She moaned as her body tightened, just a little more. He circled faster and pressed harder
ready for that maelstrom of sensations that their release would bring. He hammered into her as his fingers worked their magic coaxing the ultimate results of passion from her willing body.

She tensed and he tensed with her sensing they would soon be rewarded for their carnal endeavors. She made a low keening s
ound signaling her orgasm was on its way. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him and his balls tingled and drew up as his cock pulsed filled to overflowing with the seed that sought her fertile ground. He erupted like a volcano, sending hot streams of his essence deep into her, coating her womb as it made its way inside. He jerked and quaked as tremors wracked his body, helpless to do anything but continue to quench her hungry body.

They lay together wrapped up in feelings that threatened to burst forth. He thought if she didn’t love him, he didn’t know what love was. He just wished she would share her feelings with him, but she was exhausted and on the cusp of sleep and he didn’t have it in him to disturb her just for his own piece of mind.
Sleep claimed him too just minutes later as her warmth calmed and soothed him giving him the most peace and happiness he had ever known.

She had woke before him and somehow managed to slip from his sleepy embrace. He touched the sheets next to him, cold enough that she’d been gone a while. He knew today would be a busy day for her. Why she even cared if the ball was a success or not, he didn’t know but he did know the way to a god’s heart might well be through his stomach and he would stop by the kitchen to see what she might have for him. A smile broke out on his face as he thought of s
ampling both the culinary and carnal delights his mate had to offer. First he would check on Fabian, then he would see his mate.

Fabian was once again playing games with demons. It said a lot about his physical condition and his intelligence that he managed to hold their interest since demons were bored easily. They were teaching him, building on the skills he already had in combat and evasion. There were definitely times you should run rather than fight. Live another day and all that, especially when you were his age and a monster like Keven was after you. It wouldn’t be Keven himself that came calling, but one of his cohorts from Origin who would be just as bad. The demons would die to protect him, he had already drawn their loyalty, but he still needed skills, just in case.

Gods and demons were a fierce lot and for now the demons would be better security than the gods since anyone coming for him would have to get through the gods to get to the demon level and demons had some vicious surprises like stinging tails and wings that could break bones. Lu, for all his sweet charm and teasing manner, would fight like a rabid dog for anyone he cared for. Hermes certainly had no intention of getting on his wrong side except if he tried to take his mate. Her mating scent had grown so strong that he didn’t think any god or demon could tolerate trying to mate with her. It would be offensive to them as much as trying to have sex with him would be. He chuckled, that made him so happy he wanted to sing and dance. He wouldn’t since everyone would think him crazy but damn if he didn’t feel like it.

“Hey, Fabian. How’s it going.”

“Lu says the right way to ask that is ‘how’s it hanging’.

“He does, does he? And what do you think your sister would say?” Hermes asked as he sent a look of disapproval Lu’s way.

“Tight and to the right?” Fabian guessed with a smile.

A chuckle broke through before he could stop himself. “I wouldn’t try it. You might not like her response.”

“Okay, she can be a bit serious.”

“I’m going to the kitchen to see her. Want to come?”

“Could you just bring me something back?” Fabian asked.

“Me too.” Lu added licking his lips with zeal. Everyone knew who made the good stuff. He was torn between his pride that she was the best cook and an odd jealousy that demanded she cook for him alone. Even he knew that was ridiculous. He headed out to the shouts from other demons to bring back enough for everyone.

He felt his heart beat speed up and his breath escalate. He was almost within sight of his mate making his excitement natural. He moved through the doors into the hot kitchen his eyes searching for Cher. Her face was flushed with a fine layer of sweat beaded across her brow. Even wearing the gloves, hairnet, and apron, she was still beautiful beyond words. He leaned in when he was close enough and gave her a chaste kiss. This was not the place to do what his body urged him to.

She smiled
, her face lit with what he felt was love. “What was that for?” She asked.

“Your apron.” He said so she looked down at the phrase ‘kiss the cook’. “No one else better try it.”

“No one else has.” She assured him with a giggle.

He looked into her
eyes seeing his future. She was his mate, she would be the mother of his children and everything to him for the rest of his life. “Did you fix anything I could have for breakfast?”

“I have some spirals you might like. There’s ham and cheese, pepperoni pizza, and barbeque chicken. If you want something sweet, there
are cinnamon buns.”

“You have cinnamon buns? The
y’re my favorite. The demons are making me ask if you have anything you can send them?”

“They already took half my pies, what more do they want?”

“I’m sure they’re sorry but they are demons. They will misbehave whenever they have a chance.”