A Scent of Greek

by Tina Folsom

  Dio buried one hand in her hair, one finger stroking over her cheek as he did so, and closed his eyes. In a gentle rhythm, Ari’s mouth alternately slid down on him, then withdrew, with every stroke coating him in her warmth and wetness. As she sucked him with more love and passion than any woman had done before her, he allowed her to take control over him.

  “I’m yours, baby, always.”

  A sigh emerged from Ari’s lips and bounced against his sensitive flesh, making him groan and grip the counter more tightly. When her hand suddenly cradled his balls, he almost jumped, knowing his control was about to snap. With a curse, he pulled himself from her mouth and dragged her up to capture her against his chest.

  “Didn’t you like it?” He saw her pout and kissed it away.

  “Another second of this, and I’m coming. That’s how much I liked it.”

  She gave him a coquettish grin. “Oh.”

  He eyed the clean kitchen counter behind her. “Uh-huh.” Distracting her with another kiss, he lifted her up and sat her on the counter, noticing with satisfaction that it was the perfect height for what he had in mind.

  Both his hands tunneled under her dress and up her thighs. When he encountered her panties, he pulled them down, stripping her, and tossing the garment toward the couch.

  A surprised gasp was the answer, but she voiced no protest.

  He sank his gaze into her green eyes and gave her a crooked smile. “You didn’t think you could show up here in this dress, give me a blowjob, and get out unscathed, did you?”

  One side of her mouth tilted up. “That was only half a blowjob. You didn’t let me finish.”

  Gods, had she actually expected him to come in her mouth? He arched an eyebrow. “It appears that the woman I’m going to marry in a few days has a very naughty streak.”

  Then he pushed her legs apart and lifted them, making her lean back. “All the way down,” he instructed and watched her lie flat on the counter as he placed her legs up against his chest, each ankle resting against one shoulder.

  Dio turned his head, purposely delaying the inevitable to give his cock a chance to come back from the brink so he wouldn’t spill the moment he penetrated her.

  Her red strappy high-heeled sandals made her feet look elegant, and decidedly naughty. He kissed one ankle then licked higher on her calf.

  “Beautiful shoes.”

  Her eyelids swung upwards, her lashes almost touching her brows. “They’re called fuck-me shoes.”

  He chuckled and nipped her skin with his teeth. “Do they work?”

  Ari tried to nudge closer to him. “I’ll tell you later.”

  Slowly, his hand traveled along the inside of her thigh as his lips followed. He inhaled. The scent of her arousal was heady. She was ripe and ready for him, and he could simply position his cock at her entrance, sliding home, but he stopped himself. It had been too long since he’d had a taste of her, and no matter how much his cock urged him to get on with it, he couldn’t let himself be rushed and be deprived of her scent.

  When his hand reached the apex of her thighs, his fingers trailed leisurely to her moist cleft, making her writhe under his touch.

  “It’s only fair that I do to you what you did to me.”

  There was a flicker of shock in her eyes, but when he dropped his head to her sex, he watched it disappear and be replaced by a flame of passion. Dio sank his mouth on her and lapped up the juices that coated her flesh. With her taste, the memories of their first night rushed back. Realization flooded him: he’d known even back then that she was the woman he’d been looking for all his long life. And it had scared him when he’d so suddenly found her. Nothing had prepared him for how he would feel. Nobody had warned him what love would do to him.

  But tonight, he wasn’t scared any longer. He soaked up her scent and licked the plump flesh, swiping his tongue over her engorged clit until she twisted underneath him. “Oh no, you’re not going away, my love,” he mumbled without severing the contact.

  When her hands fisted into his hair, he thought at first that she would pull him away to get some reprieve from his sensual onslaught on her delectable pussy, but instead she simply ran her fingers along the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine and into his balls. As they drew up tightly, he growled. Determined to bring her to climax, he licked over her clit, then sucked the bundle of flesh between his lips and pressed them together.

  Her body jolted, and a breathless gasp escaped her lips. A moment later, her body shuddered, and he sensed waves traveling through her. When they hit his lips, he released the pressure on her clit and swiped his tongue over the tender organ. Another shudder wracked her frame.

  “Oh God!” she moaned.

  Dio lifted his head. “Look at me, baby.” Her eyes flew open, and he’d never seen a more beautiful sight. He positioned himself at her core, his cock eager to fill her. “I want you to look at me when I get inside you.”

  She dropped her gaze to his erection, and he did the same. Last time he’d made love to her, she’d made him wear a condom, this time he was bare. She would conceive their first child tonight. He would allow his seed to take root in her, claiming her as his wife, the only woman he would ever love. “Soon, you’ll be my wife in the eyes of the world,” he whispered. “But tonight, I’ll make you mine forever.”

  When her hand stretched toward him, he clasped it, intertwining his fingers with hers. And then, in a long, continuous slide, he drove into her, the walls of her warm channel gripping him as tightly as she held his heart in the palm of her hand.

  “I’ve waited so long for this.” Not just the last two weeks she’d made him wait, but all those years she hadn’t even been born yet. He’d waited for her his entire life.

  Tears stood at the brim of her eyes. “I love you.”

  Dio lowered himself over her. “Love of my life, keeper of my heart.” He brushed his lips against hers and felt them part under light pressure. When he swept inside, his hips drew back, and with a rhythm as old as the gods, he pumped in and out of her silken sheath.

  Ari’s legs came around his hips, her ankles hooking together behind his back. The knowledge that she didn’t want him to leave made him thrust harder and faster. It fuelled his need to claim her, to make her his for eternity.

  Her nails dug into his backside as she urged him on to go deeper, and with the last of his breaths, he plunged deep and hard, feeling her spasm around him as his seed rushed through his shaft and exploded from the tip.

  With a groan, he let his climax take him.

  ***

  “Why didn’t you tell me immediately that you got your memory back?”

  Dio shoved a pillow behind his back and pulled the gloriously naked Ariadne onto his chest, enjoying the feel of skin on skin. He’d finally moved them both into his bed.

  “At first I was a little angry.”

  “A little?” She raised her head and looked at him.

  “Okay, a lot. You have to admit you really pulled a fast one on me.”

  When regret swept over her face, he quickly kissed her. “Don’t. I’m glad you did. But it took me a while to realize that. And then I was afraid if I’d let you know that I knew you weren’t my fiancée, all this would be over, and you’d run from me. I couldn’t risk that.”

  “When you proposed … did you—”

  He grinned. “When I proposed to you, I was in possession of all my faculties including my memory.” He ran his hand through her thick hair and brought her face closer to him. “I knew exactly what I was doing.”

  Her cheeks colored prettily. “Did you also know what you were doing in that fitting room?”

  Dio hardened at the mere recollection of the events that day. “Did you?”

  She cast her eyes downwards, clearly embarrassed about her behavior. “I’m not normally this … uh … I don’t …”

  He tipped her chin up. “I’ve never beheld a lovelier sight. Just thinking of it now …” He pressed her closer, his cock slidin
g against her thigh. “In fact …” He grabbed hold of her hips and positioned her above him so her core aligned with his shaft. “Why don’t you show me right now how beautiful you are when you let yourself go?”

  Her eyes flashed with desire. “But we just … I mean, don’t you need a break?”

  He thrust his cock upwards and gave a roguish grin. “Evidently not.”

  “Are you always like that?”

  “You mean ready and eager to satisfy my beautiful fiancée?”

  At the compliment, a soft smile played around her lips.

  “You make it easy. I only have to look at you and I’m hard.” Then he remembered something. “About that abstinence thing …”

  A sheepish look spread on her face. “Oh, sorry, but I had to hold you off somehow.”

  “And why’s that? We’d already had sex before I lost my memory.”

  “Yeah, and see where that led to. You broke up with me right after that. I didn’t want you to think I was easy.”

  “Easy?” He shook his head. “Baby, there was nothing easy about you. You’ve been the hardest conquest I’ve ever made.”

  “Conquest?” A flash of fear widened her eyes.

  Dio instinctively tightened his hold on her. Maybe he’d chosen the wrong word. “Shh, baby, don’t look so scared. You’re my last conquest, the one I’m going to keep for good. Don’t you know that?”

  She gave a tentative smile. “It’s just still so new and unexpected. And I’ve been down this road before—” She gasped at her own words as if she hadn’t wanted to tell him.

  He stroked his knuckles along her cheek. “I know about that.”

  “What?” Her eyes shot wide open, pinning him.

  “I spoke to your parents. They told me about Jeff.”

  “When did you speak to my parents? How?”

  “Yesterday, when I invited them to our wedding.” He left out the part that he’d actually visited them in Idaho. That piece of information was something to be revealed on their honeymoon, together with the fact that he was a god and by being his wife she would draw on his immortality and remain as young as she was now.

  When he looked into Ari’s eyes as she sat up, he saw tears forming there. “Baby?”

  “You invited my parents?” Her voice was thick with tears.

  Confusion and concern spread inside him, one battling the other for supremacy. “Don’t you want them at our wedding?”

  She sniffed. “Of course. I just … I never thought there’d be a real wedding, so I never invited anybody. I planned on giving you the ring back after I told you the truth tonight before we—”

  He put his finger onto her lips. “Just as well that I’ve taken care of the guest list for us. So there’s nothing to worry about anymore. Tomorrow, you and Natalie will go shopping for a bridal gown for you and a bridesmaid’s dress for her. I made you an appointment at that boutique Sophia recommended. And then—”

  But he didn’t get any further, because his sweet Ari kissed him under tears of joy. When she released him, her eyes shone with love. “I can’t believe you’re doing all this! I love you, I love you, I love you!” She almost shouted the words.

  “Care to prove it?” He grinned unashamedly before casting his eyes downward to where his cock stood erect.

  ***

  Ari followed Dio’s glance before lifting her eyes back to his face. “How?” She batted her eyelashes as their gazes collided.

  His eyes were full of fire and the same uncontrolled passion she’d seen in him when he’d taken her in the kitchen. “I think you know how.”

  She leisurely stroked her index finger along his velvet skin and felt his shaft tilt toward her in response. “Let me guess.” She gathered the drop of pre-cum that had already oozed from his tip and spread it over the purple head. “Is this how?”

  “Yes,” he choked out as his body bucked toward her.

  She let her hand glide down his length before wrapping her fist around him, gripping him ever so slightly.

  “Fuck!”

  “I had no idea you were so sensitive,” she teased, enjoying the effect she had on him. She’d never felt so confident.

  He lashed a glare at her, but she knew he wasn’t angry. “Wait until it’s my turn.”

  She chuckled. “But it is your turn.” Then she lifted herself on her knees and positioned his erection at her center. “Your turn to lose control.” With one thrust, she impaled herself on him, taking him into her body, his hard flesh filling her, stretching her.

  Dio pressed his head back into the pillow, his eyes closing, his back arching off the mattress. She allowed him to take a few breaths and didn’t move. When he opened his eyes a few moments later, they were darker than before, and they shone with love.

  “I think you’ve made your point.” His hands went to her hips. “But I’m not ready to lose control yet. I’d be a poor lover if I didn’t take care of you first.”

  She laughed. As if he hadn’t already taken care of her—twice. She snatched his wrists and pried his hands off her hips then pinned them next to his head as she bent over him. “Not so fast, my love.”

  The endearment felt strange at first, so she tried out another. “Or would you prefer I’d called you ‘baby’?”

  “You can call me ‘stud’ or anything else you like as long as you’re getting on with it,” he growled.

  “Impatient much?”

  He thrust his hips upwards, lodging his cock deeper in her. “Just a little starved. As you might know,” he said casually, “I’ve just come off a two week stint of abstinence.”

  She dropped her head lower, her lips now hovering less than an inch from his. “Me, too. It was grueling, especially since you didn’t play by the rules. Remember the store room?”

  “In your shop? No way I can ever forget that.”

  “You weren’t supposed to seduce me.”

  “How was I supposed to know? I had amnesia, remember?”

  “You’re incorrigible.”

  He freed one hand and cupped the back of her head. “And very, very hungry. So, baby, what’s it gonna be? Are you playing Lady Godiva for me, or do I have to pin you down and take what’s mine?”

  His possessive words sent a flame of desire through her core. Without a word, she brushed her mouth against his and slid her tongue over the seam of his lips. They parted instantly.

  “That’s better,” he breathed before she silenced him and captured his mouth.

  As she stroked her tongue against his and explored him, his arms came around her, and of their own volition her hips moved in an easy rhythm. Dio’s cock pulled from her sheath but for the very tip before she took him back inside again.

  At first, she rode him slowly but the more she ground against him, the more her heated flesh connected with his, the faster her heart beat. Their kiss took on the same rhythm, growing more passionate and urgent with every breath.

  When she ripped her mouth from his, panting heavily, she gazed into the ocean blue of his eyes. How they could have ever looked ice-cold to her, she couldn’t remember, because now his eyes were full of warmth and passion.

  “You’re beautiful,” he whispered and dropped one hand to her pussy, finding her clit with unerring precision. As he touched the engorged bundle of flesh, she felt a shudder go through her. Her next breath signaled the arrival of the spasms that made her body explode.

  Dio moaned out his pleasure in the same instant, his cock jerking inside her as the warm spray of his seed filled her.

  As Ari collapsed on top of him, he pressed her to his chest. She breathed as hard as he did. But she’d never felt better in her life. In a few days, she would be Mrs. Dio—

  She lifted her head. “I’m afraid for some reason I don’t remember your last name.” Even though she’d filled out that order form for the case of wine he’d purchased when they’d first met.

  He chuckled, then touched her nose with the tip of his finger. “If I was an insecure person, I’d be a little wo
rried that my bride doesn’t even remember my name.” Then he stroked his palm over her cheek. “My name is Dionysus Theos.”

  Ari smiled. She would be Mrs. Dionysus Theos!

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Dio arrived at the Bed and Breakfast with plenty of time to spare. Finding the reception room empty, he stepped out onto the balcony and surveyed the garden.

  Everybody had outdone themselves. The entire garden was decorated with white and red flowers, bows, and white columns. At the end of a path of rose pedals, a little podium had been built where the minister would stand and officiate the ceremony. Alongside the walkway, rows of chairs covered in white fabric stood waiting for the guests.

  Small fountains framed the area, the fine mist they produced intended to cool the guests in the hot afternoon sun. Dio could have opted for an evening wedding instead, but he had no intention of spending an evening with a bunch of guests when all he wanted was to take his new wife to bed.

  He’d teleported to his estate in Napa in the morning to make sure that his servants had prepared the place. It was where he intended to spend his honeymoon with Ariadne.

  “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Triton’s voice came from behind him.

  Dio smiled at his friend as he stepped next to him. “You guys have really outdone yourselves.”

  “It’ll cost you an arm and a leg.”

  “Just as well that I don’t care about money.” As long as Ari was happy, he’d do anything in his power.

  Triton slapped him on his back. “Totally pussy-whipped, just like I thought.”

  Normally Dio would have glared at a comment like that, but today he couldn’t even contradict his friend. He merely shrugged. “Nothing wrong with that.”

  Triton nodded. “Nope.”

  At first, Triton hadn’t believed in Dio’s sincerity about the wedding, but Dio had finally convinced his best friend that he was a changed man.

  For a long moment, both of them stared out at the garden, then Dio cleared his throat. “I’m going to be a father.”