LYSSANDRA

  ‘’Paris’’I said with a wide smile while I was wandering around the forest. I was hiding my joy for far too long. I would gain respect from a king. I can become someone great. I wanted to show him the necklace. If he wanted to hurt me, he had his opportunities.

  But the seeds of doubt had already grown. What if…

  I am giving them to you so you can stay alive.

  I clenched my bag tightly as I kept walking around to find him.

  ‘’Paris’’I laughed with the sun falling down, and my gaze caught a glimpse of a great white dove flying across the area, trying to search with me for him.

  And then, I found a tree near the lake with golden threads entangled around the branches. In the shadow of the great tree, there was Paris’ luscious curls and body, who was avoiding my eye contact.

  I smiled again and let out a heavy pant.’’There you are’’My lips formed a wide bow and took a step closer to the tree. There was something strange in the air around him. A sharp tone of knives and wrath, with the scent of flowers intoxicating right on my nose.

  ‘’Why are you here?’’His voice was rough. ‘’Aren’t you supposed to be celebrating?’’

  ‘’I want to celebrate with you’’I lied.

  I needed to be sure of everything. If I had to leave, then not even he should stop me.

  I gave him my respect and love back. Now, what could he possibly say?

  ‘’With me?’’The angle of his face turned to me, confused, and I showed him the necklace and explained to him.

  ‘’I am leaving tomorrow’’I said with an even wider grin.’’Isn’t it great?’’

  ‘’You, a high priestess for the son of Zeus’’His voice shook.’’In one of his temples of-’’

  ‘’I will not be a high priestess’’I explained with a smug smile and kept the bag even closer to me. ‘’Just a priestess and an oracle at best, but it is still a start’’ I skipped a few steps and looked above the golden threads, which were shimmering against the sunlight. ‘’So, I thought because you helped me’’

  ‘’Don’t go’’He spat.

  What?

  My gaze returned to the bag. The root was there, the bottle was there. Whatever he was about to do, I could survive it. I could hurt him.

  He finally got out of his hideout, and his hair was all tied high with red ribbons.’’What you did today, your prayers, upset Apollo’’

  My brow rose from those words. His hands moved on his chest, and he took a deep breath. I never imagined that prayers could hurt. And it looked like Paris tried so hard to hide that he was the one who got the prayer.

  ‘’Such a poison you are Oracle’’There was a smile engraved on his face.

  ‘’ I do not need Apollo’s approval’’I admitted.’’I can still go, I can make a name for myself, I can become a god-’’

  ‘’If you go, I will tell Perseus everything’’His voice became all dry and was heard as a threat with his smile growing more threatening.’’That you are a liar, a thief, a killer’’Like a rabid dog, his eyes were wide open from hunger.

  Keep calm, Lyssandra.

  ‘’I will kill your friends, your little man toy’’He moved even closer, and I knew that he could hear the heart dropping from the fear. Was he bluffing? Would he do it?

  ‘’But I suppose for him it will be a favor as you always used him and his poor idiot sister’’

  Was this it? To be admired by him? He despises you.

  His hand cupped my face and pulled me closer, his sharp teeth glowing.’’I will even chain you down’’Eyes glowing with insanity. ‘’So you can never escape from me’’

  Mine, all mine. The deer boy sang.

  And then.

  When his knee fell to the ground, his eyes broke.

  ‘’So please don’t make me do this’’He wept.’’Please, I cannot do this to you’’

  My body froze from those words. A god was kneeling down, grabbing my dress tightly. His breathing was shaking as his gaze was looking right above me. Was that an actual god? Begging me?

  ‘’But you despise-’’

  ‘’Don’t you get it?’’He moved back up, and I noticed that he was now shorter than I. He still looked above.

  ‘’Get what?’’ I asked curious.

  His face was in such pain, his lips were still shaking, and his face was all flustered.

  He despises you.

  Was this the expression the gods were making when they despised someone?

  Kiss me, please kiss me.

  He promised to hurt me, to after the people I most care about, and yet he was the one in pain. Just to keep me at his side. Because he…

  ‘’It’s a mistake’’ I whispered close to him.

  Kiss me, please kiss me.

  ‘’Please, Lyssandra’’He now muttered, and my cheeks flushed a bright red color. His voice had such a soft tone when he called out my name.

  I moved my hand behind his head and pushed him closer to me, making our lips meet once again.

  If he wanted to hurt me, he would. This man right in front of me was not a god. He did not love me as one.

  His lips were soft against my skin, his hand trembling as if he were afraid to hurt me.

  This was not entrapment.

  ‘’You..’’ He broke out from the kiss.’’Taste like figs’’He licked his lips, and I felt my skin turn red from the comment. And he moved once again close to me with his tongue licking my lower lip.

  ‘’And wine’’he mumbled and kissed my lip once more. ‘’Honey’’He chuckled.’’You are a whole feast’’His hand moving now around my curves. Every touch was now eager, pulling me closer, trying to take every part of me. As if he were starving for me. Me.

  I tried to laugh as his eyes were dozing out. Was he drunk just by looking at me?

  My tongue moved on his mouth while my hand slipped down the bag.

  I did not want to use it. Not to him. Because I now knew my ending won’t be like that with Paris.

  ‘’You have no idea’’His fingers dug into my skin, and he let out a heavy sound.’’How long I wanted to…’’

  My gaze wandered around while his lips began to kiss my neck, sharp teeth biting.I tried to hold the sounds from my lips, but they were about to escape. SO my turn was when I bit his warm, sweet neck. His teeth got out quickly with beautiful sounds escaping his lips.

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  ‘’Was this how you were imagining me?’’I asked him and kept kissing his neck.

  He looked so flustered from the question that his lips moved from my chin to my collarbone, and then. He stopped.

  Right, I was still a prophet. If anyone found out.

  ‘’None can see us or hear us’’He whispered, showing the line from the trees.’’Not with those threads. Not even god themselves’’

  Not even god themselves.

  Was this a trick?

  Should I tell him the truth?

  I pushed him down to his back, and he faced me, confused. My fingers traced back to my hair, setting them free from any costume, and his mouth opened wide. I wanted it as much as he did. But it will be on my terms.

  None will see us.

  I let the fabrics fall from my body, and my gaze did not escape Paris, who was holding his smile tight. So his fingers moved down to his waist and showed himself.

  I held my mouth closed when I found what he was trying to hide so gently between his thighs.

  My body felt close to his, and his mouth was kissing my chest, moving his tongue around it. I moved my hands to my mouth to cover every sound I could have made.

  ‘’None will hear you, my Oracle’’ He moaned with his tongue licking the lower part of my stomach.’’But if you don't want to be heard’’He jumped back to my lips and his hand held my throat tight.’’I can find ways’’He smiled with his lips kissing me hard.

  It was all back and forth. Twisted thoughts, desires getting out with both of us, trying to be the one in charge. Or the thought of letting each other.

  On one side of the mind, I wanted him to use me, to be his and only his. For his fingers to play with me like an instrument, and I would let melody come out.

  And the other was that I wanted to see him cry. I wanted to see him beg for me, worship me.

  He let his hands free from my neck, and he kissed my cheek. ‘’You still have your marks,‘’ He said, trying to smudge them with his fingers, and then, he moved on my chest again.

  ‘’You are so delicious’’He mumbled around my chest while his hands were squeezing my thighs. Each touch was making my body weak, twitching around his movements. So my fingers moved around his secret, and just by touching him, whimpers escaped his flustered face.

  ‘’Such a surprise you are godling’’I muttered, cupping his face. And my fingers of my other hand moved up and down.

  ‘’Where’’Paris moaned and his hands covered his face. My thumb moved higher, applying a small pressure.

  ‘’Oh, you are making me lose my mind’’

  His eyes were wide as I kept moving my hands all around him. Each touch made him uneasy, his breathing increasing with his eyes about to water down to his face.

  ‘’You're driving me mad,’’ he whimpered, and his hands now pushed my shoulders down to the grass.

  ‘’Let me repay you’’He licked his lips as I was now right below him. But then, he crawled so right between my legs, and he began to kiss my thighs hard. By instinct, I shut my legs closed, but that made him all interested as he moved his mouth deeper on my body. He was starving. Starving for any kind of touch and gaze. And so was I.

  My hand pulled the back of his head even deeper inside me, devouring me whole with his tongue. My body was trembling just from any short movement, and I never wanted it to stop.

  But that was not enough.

  ‘’Lie on your back’’I commanded him, and he escaped from my grasp while his face had a disappointed pout.

  ‘’Just a bit more, ‘’kissing my thigh was his way of begging. But my arms pushed him back and made him fall completely down.

  ‘’Lyssandra’’His voice echoed to my ears like an antagonizing music. I kissed his lips heavily, trying to devour any scent of mine and his. His flourish scent exploded all around me while I was feasting upon his mouth, his neck, and chest.

  ‘’Say my name again,’’ I smiled.’’And I might reward you’’

  His wide eyes darted from that thought.

  ‘’Lyssandra. His face turned red when he called like that. Such an eager god. So, I kissed him on the lips.

  ‘’Lyssandra’’He mumbled, and this time the kiss was deeper. I moved my legs around his lap, inches away from his pelvis.

  Paris moaned between my teeth as he called me once again.

  ‘’Lyssa-’’ His words were enough for me to kiss him again. Each time, felt like power was being pressured on my body, guiding me, gifting me more strength and control.

  And when I broke out, I moved my body close to his shaft. What was I doing? I was losing my mind. What happens if he finds out?

  His lips parted, realizing what I was trying to hide. Will he see it as a challenge? A gift for him and only him to take?

  ‘’I see’’He muttered, and his hands moved around my hips. ‘’I can guide-’’

  I shook my head and moved my hands right behind us, where my ribbon was resting. I wouldn’t let him take control. And I did not want him to see how much I wanted it. So I showed him the two long, thick ribbons with a wide smile on my face.

  Paris blinked.’’What are those?’’He asked, and I moved one ribbon around his eyes, wrapping it tight so it wouldn't come out.

  ‘’Oracle, what are you doing?’’ chuckled Paris, and then I grabbed his wrists and began restraining them too. His expression grew all red and pathetic, with his breathing turning heavier and heavier.

  ‘’I can’t see you’’He muttered. How pathetic this god looked now, making my skin electrify every second of our moments together. My lips moved on his flushed neck, and my fingers on his torso.

  ‘’I can’t touch-’’He gasped and stretched his body up.

  I could not control myself anymore. I could only look at him and crace to see more of his expressions, to listen to him beg, and his reaction when his member was…

  I moved my back, and I pressed myself slowly down, and I could listen to him letting out a more pleasurable sound. And I tried to hold mine. That was far more than I expected.

  It’s not even all inside, and I can see it trying to escape from my stomach.

  He tried to move his grasp close to my throat, but it was pointless as I was tidying up. He could get out of it. It wasn’t that difficult for someone like him. Maybe he enjoyed it.

  I pushed myself deeper, and my lips nibbled his ear.

  ‘’If you beg like a good little god, I might spare you’’I whispered, and my nails traced his throat. And my hips began to move with my entire body following.

  My body was swimming in a sea of pleasure. I could feel myself craving more of this feeling, this touch, the sensation.

  ‘’Oracl-’’He tried to speak, and I pulled him closer for a harsh kiss, our tongues moving together.

  ‘’Was this what you wanted to do to me?’’I asked, whispering to his ears with my hands touching his torso. I licked my lips after I broke the kiss as I realized how sweet he now tasted. Apples bathed in honey. I wanted to devour him.

  Moving our bodies now in sync, the man did not stop whimpering and trying to escape.’’Please’’He moaned.’’Please let me touch you’’

  Were those tears coming from his eyes? My smile grew wider on this image, and I began laughing as something was coming closer inside me. My body tightened around his member, and my breath quickened.

  ‘’Lyssandra please’’He moaned as his shaft pressed hard inside me, and my body replied the same way, with my voice letting out sounds of pleasure.

  Not even gods can listen to us.

  My breath quickened as I began freeing Paris slowly. His eyes were all red and he faced quickly for breath. He was staring at me, trying to say something.

  ‘’Where did you learn to…’’He muttered, and my lips pursed a wide smile.

  ‘’No need to find all of my secrets now’’

  His brow arched, and his hand grabbed my waist, pulling my body close to his. And his lips mouthed me almost whole.

  ‘’Was this?’’I tried to break from the kiss.’’What you were imagining to do with me?’’

  His free hand moved now all around my body. From my face, to my neck, my chest, my waist, my stomach, my tummy, and then he searched even lower.

  ‘’Even better’’His voice sang and he moved me further from him, his eyes drinking my existence.

  ‘’You are beautiful’’He muttered softly and moved his hands on my curves.’’The most beautiful woman in the world’’He kissed me again, this time upon my scars. The sun had been down for hours, and yet, everything was so bright around him. As if he were holding every light in existence for just a little longer.

  ‘’So,’’ His fingers dig into my arms, pulling me closer.’’Please, Oracle’’

  His lips were trembling once again.

  ‘’What if you come with me?’’My head was getting all heavy, and my eyes were about to shut down.

  And his voice let out a heavy gasp.’’Come with you? To…’’

  What was I asking? I let a heavy yawn out and rested myself on his chest.’’I will need help like yours on my side.’’

  Strange, I did not know that Gods had heartbeats. It sounded so different from my own. Slow and soft. Each beat felt like a water drop on a quiet lake.

  ‘’I have…’’He was all so shaky.’’Have to think about it’’

  My lips were now all closed as I spoke.’’We will talk about it tomorrow’’I said with confidence, and his embrace became tighter.

  Tell him the truth. Tell him that you know, be upset, angry, and cry. Why wasn’t I angry?

  I wanted to keep him next to me. I never wanted him to leave me. I wanted him to worship me.