"I hate you," I grit out, even as I do as he says. How can I not? I'm so close to coming again that I want to scream with the unbearable tension in my body.
He laughs, gripping my hips as he works me over his cock. "Look at how delightful she is," he says to Seth. "I have her perfectly trained. Why would I wish to find another?"
"If you say so," Seth says, and he sounds bored. "So, do you agree to work with me?"
"Do you agree to keep her safe?" Kassam has a smile in his voice, even though I can't see his face. "I know how a trickster works, my friend. I may be new to this world, but I am not new to the machinations of our kind."
Seth laughs again, harder this time. "Very well. I promise to keep your little plaything from harm in exchange for you helping me cross over to your world. We will work together for something we both want."
"Excellent." His hips surge, making me gasp. "Give me a few minutes to finish her off and we'll discuss our plans. She's flagging a bit."
"Take your time," Seth drawls. "I'm not going anywhere."
Like I'm a doll, Kassam pulls me off his cock and slides my skirts down over my hips again. I hate the needy whine that escapes me when he puts me on my feet, and I wobble, barely able to stand. My body is throbbing, and even though I squint to focus, to try and concentrate, I can't think of anything but how badly I need yet another orgasm. I'm so damn close. But Kassam gets to his feet, slipping his cock back into his sweatpants, and then takes my hand. He leads me into the bedroom and I practically shiver with delight at the realization. I don't even look back at Seth, because my focus is entirely on Kassam. Kassam and his glorious body, Kassam and his impressive, wonderful cock. Kassam and—
He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me in between his legs, nipping at my throat. "You did an excellent job, little light," he whispers. "You made him think you are mindless with lust."
"I am," I hiss at him, even as I bury my hands in his hair and drag him forward, pressing his face to my breasts. "I am so fucking turned on right now that I can't think straight. I'm going to be really mad at you later, but right now—"
"I know. Right now, you would like for me to give you what you want." He brushes his mouth over my nipple. "Do you want it hard and fast, or slow and easy?"
Oh fuck, like I even have a choice at this point. "Hard. Fast." I grab two handfuls of his hair. "Condom."
He looks up at me, all laughing silver eyes. "Do you not feel that hare is out of the trap? But very well." He grabs one from the nightstand and tears the packet open with his teeth, as if he has done this all his life. "I will do as you please. Get on the bed."
I need no further urging. Eager, I crawl forward on hands and knees, hiking the skirts of my long sundress up so I don't trip on them. "Do you need help figuring out how to put on a condom?"
Kassam laughs. "Oh, my little light. As I have said before, I am not new to anything mortals can think up."
"Says the man who wanted to eat a bottle of ketchup," I grumble, but I obediently spread my thighs apart, my pussy clenching with need. God, I am so freaking aroused. How is it that I've come so many times in the last hour and yet I want to come again so badly that my mind feels wrecked with the need of it?
Kassam's weight presses against the side of the bed and I tremble with anticipation. He flips my skirt up and then presses his cock against the entrance to my core. Pushes in just a little, and stars float behind my eyes.
And then waits.
I growl in frustration, arching my spine and pushing back against him.
He laughs at my hungry actions, and then his hands go to my hips and he thrusts deep. I howl with pleasure at being filled again, my hands fisting on the blankets. This time, there's no languid motions, no teasing thrusts. He anchors his hands on my sides and drives into me with single-minded focus, and within minutes, I'm coming so hard that I'm crying, biting down on my blanket as he hammers into me. God, it's so good, even the tenth orgasm in, it's incredible. He smacks my ass with one big hand, making me yelp, and then he's coming too, his thrusts growing ragged and deeper, his movements slowing.
When he's finally done with me, Kassam gives my hip a little pat and pulls my skirts over my collapsed body again. "My good, sweet little anchor. Stay here and rest while I speak with Seth." He squeezes my butt cheek affectionately and then heads for the bathroom. I hear the snap of the condom as he removes it, the sound of him washing off, and then he flicks the light off. "Rest for a bit. I'll need you again shortly."
I moan against the mattress, collapsed into bed. I should get up and listen at the door, I decide as he shuts it behind him and returns to the living room. Listen at the door and figure out their plans so I know what's going on.
Instead, I collapse in an exhausted, spent heap and doze.
21
Something tickles my nose as I sleep. Annoyed, I rub my nostrils and turn over, only for the tickling to continue. Frowning, I open my eyes…
Only to see a very smug-looking Kassam perched on the edge of my bed, teasing my nose with nothing other than my vibrator.
I jerk upright with a screech. "What the fuck!?"
He grins at me, waving it in the air. "Is this your dildo? Is that what you mentioned when you said you didn't need me?" His silver eyes gleam with excitement as he examines it. "Why does it have all these buttons down here?"
I snatch it from him, horrified. I’m glad he hasn’t figured out how to turn it on. I guess they don’t have vibes in his world. "How did you find this?" I tuck it under my leg to hide it from his grasp and rub my nose again. "And why were you rubbing it against my nose?"
Kassam shrugs. "I was bored and wanted you to wake up. I should have used it on you instead, yes?" He gives me a sultry look. "Give it back and I promise I'll make you feel good."
I grab my pillow and smack him in the face with it instead. Now that I'm awake, I feel a little more like myself and I'm remembering what happened in my living room. A god named Loki-slash-Seth showed up and Kassam fucked me in front of him. And I let it happen, because I was out of my mind with lust thanks to the lack of crystals. "I hate you. I hate you so much right now."
"Is that a no?" He puts a big hand on my leg. "Can I lick your pussy instead?"
It takes everything I have not to kick him in his face. I bat at him with my pillow again instead. "I don't want any more sex," I snap. "Don't you think we've had enough for one damn day?"
"No."
I huff, my nostrils flaring with irritation, and clutch the pillow against me as Kassam flashes me another easy grin, gets up from the bed, and moves to the window. I touch my clothes, checking myself over. I'm wearing my sundress still, but that's it. The skirt is stuck to the back of my thighs, and I flush with the shame of it. Even though I reek of sex and probably pulled a muscle somewhere, I feel like…myself. A little less sex-crazed, which is an absolute relief. I glance up at Kassam, who's wearing the same T-shirt and sweatpants he always is. "My crystals?"