by Klara Raškaj
"No, not really," she said. "I like it a lot here."
He chuckled. "You are truly skilled in the art of flattery. They must pay you a fortune to suffer here with me."
She bent her back backward and dove down, resurfacing in front of Meseh, their skins only a moment away from touching. She boldly gazed up into his eyes with a big smile on her face. Then, she wrapped her arms around him and embraced him as tight as her strength allowed, gently rubbing her face into his heaving chest.
Meseh let out a quiet gasp. His heart was pulsating like the tittering of a rabbits' feet on the run.
After a few moments of enjoying herself as her body melted against his warm skin, she pulled away, grinning and giggling as she swam backward to the center of the pool. "Try to catch me!" she exclaimed, and dove down into the water, resurfacing in another location. "Come on! Chase me!"
"What kind of a game are you playing?" asked Meseh, squinting his eyes in confusion and suspicion as he panted lightly. "Who are you?"
"I'm a goddess from a land far away," she groaned through her laughter, annoyed that she had to make up that stupid statement just so he would stop questioning her already. "Now, come on! Chase me already! It's fun!"
Reluctantly and still looking as baffled as ever, Meseh dove down into the water as Sarah was swimming away. He grabbed her by the ankle and pulled her close.
She laughed her heart out as she spewed out the water from her mouth when they resurfaced together.
"You find this humorous?" he asked with a stern tone. "Are you ill?"
She giggled and hopped upward in order to plant a kiss on his giant fangs.
Meseh immediately let go of her as his body jerked back. He shook his head in confusion.
Sarah laughed at him mockingly and swam away once more.
He let out a chuckle and swam after her again.
Unfortunately for her, she couldn't keep up with his speed due to the fact that her stomach wouldn't stop contracting from laughing so hard.
Meseh caught her shortly after. He lifted her up into his arms and spun around in place, laughing along with her as she wrapped her arms around his neck. After a couple of spins, he slowed down until finally stopping, but their laughter continued a little further after that.
"See?" she exclaimed. "I told you!"
He took a deep breath, gazing down at her with a wide smile across his face. "Yes, you did."
She wriggled out of his grasp and threw herself back into the water.
Meseh's face suddenly turned pale. "I-is something wrong? Have I done something to upset you?"
Sarah chuckled. "No, don't worry." She took his hand and dragged him to the edge of the pool where the platter with soap was. She lifted herself out of the water and urged him to do the same. Once he obliged, she pushed him down to take a seat on the edge. She then sat close behind him, both their legs and feet still lingering in the water. As he turned his head back to observe her, Sarah took one of the soaps from the platter and proceeded to lather it over his chest, pressing herself against his back as she caressed him and spread the foam around further.
He looked down at her hands as they traced his chest and abdomen. "This is a bit...strange," he confessed in a soft, almost whispering tone.
She let out a quiet moan as she pressed her lips onto the base of his neck, closed her eyes, and started sucking.
Meseh gasped and jerked forward in surprise, leaning onto his arms for support. "W-what are you doing to me?"
Sarah pulled away with a smack of her lips and traced the length of his neck with a long lick. She put the soap away and gently twisted one of his nipples while her other hand glided down his abs and to the base of his already throbbing erection. She grabbed hold of his balls and gently but firmly fondled and squeezed them.
He leaned back, panting as he watched her hand stroke his lower abdomen, teasing him. "Sarah," he moaned, closing his eyes and throwing his head back as she wrapped her hand tightly around his cock, slowly gliding it upward and then back down.
As he leaned his head onto her shoulder, she licked the edge of his earlobe and worked her way inward until she stuck her tongue inside as far as it would go.
Meseh gasped and his cock jerked as precum dripped down the head. His chest heaved quicker and his breaths were becoming more shallow.
Watching and listening to him enjoying himself so much made her pussy ache with excitement. She wanted to keep pleasuring him, but she also knew the moment would end too early if she kept going. "Turn around," she whispered.
Quickly, Meseh sat up and turned around, sitting on his knees as he loomed over her with hunched shoulders and an eager smile.
Sarah then leaned back and pushed him into the pool with her foot, giggling.
Meseh shook his head as he resurfaced, panting for air while staring back at her all confused.
She sat closer to the edge and spread her legs wide as she lay back onto her elbows with one leg half-submerged in water, and the other shifting the weight onto the tips of her toes while she lifted her heel. Her impish smile and gaze pointed directly at him.
He moved closer, smiling back at her as he looked over her body and gently placed his hands on her legs before proceeding to caress them. "You are asking me, the pharaoh, the morning and the evening star, Sobek in flesh and Ra in blood, to kneel down before you?"
"No," she replied. "I do not want the stars or the gods. I want only you, Mesehradabet, master of my heart."
He got down onto his knees and gently stroked her inner thighs. "You truly are a goddess," he told her with a smirk as he leaned his head closer to her slit, "and goddesses are meant to be worshipped."
With one big, slow, forceful stroke, he passed his long, monstrous tongue over her clit.
Sarah let out a loud moan. Her entire body shuddered and she arched her back as bolts of pleasure shot through her like lightning.
Slowly, he stretched his beastly maw open and covered her entire crotch as he continued to caress her folds with his tongue. He closed his eyes and breathed out a long, hot breath.
She was melting under his warmth and yet couldn't stop her body from trembling almost every time he touched her precious pearl. She lifted her pelvis slightly higher while curling up and placed her hands on his head, pushing him closer. She closed her eyes, panting. "Deeper."
Meseh took in a deep breath through his nose, wrapped her legs around his neck, and pushed his tongue inside her moist slit.
Sarah kept her eyes shut tight as the amazing girth of his tongue filled her. "Meseh!" she moaned, clutching his head like she was in immense pain when in reality the only pain she felt were the pulsating aches of her outer lips that could only be soothed with a good pounding.
But Meseh slowly pulled back and slid his tongue out of her.
Sarah sat up, gazing back at him in surprise and confusion. "W-why did you stop?"
"Forgive me," he told her as he took her by the hands and slowly pulled her down into the pool with him. He urged her to wrap his legs around him while he took her into a deep embrace. Then, he sighed with a frown lingering on his face. "I cannot bring myself to end it. This..." he said. "I cannot keep going like this." He leaned back to look at her. "Not if it means that this moment will come to an end. I...know how strange it must be for you to hear me say these words after we have only known each other for such a short time, but..." He gazed into her eyes and placed one hand on her cheek. "You are the most wonderful thing that has happened to me in my entire life." He grasped her hand with his while he held her close with the other, smiling. "Sarah...I want you by my side when the sun rises in the east, and sets in the west. I want your smile to be the first thing I lay my eyes on when I wake, and I want your skin to be the silk around my body when I lay. I want to see you when I look into my child's eyes. I want you to be mine for all eternity. I want you... I... I need you..."
Sarah smiled back at him with tears running down her cheeks. She leaned in closer and held him in the tightest embrace
she could muster. "I love you," she said.
Meseh gripped the hair on the back of her head and held her tight. He shut his eyes tight as tears spilled from them.
Her heart was brimming with joy. She couldn't stop herself from crying no matter how hard she tried. She didn't care about anything else anymore. All she wanted was him, and only him. Never before in her life had she have thought she was ready for a moment like this, but something inside of her ignited when he said those words to her. She wanted to give him everything. She wanted to show him how much she loved him. She wanted the whole world to see.
The sound of chatter traveled between the columns upon the breeze, when suddenly, it stopped.
As Meseh leaned back and lifted his head, so did Sarah turn her head to see who'd intruded on their moment.
A group of priests in white robes stood by the pool with their eyes wide open and their jaws dangling.
One of them coughed and fell to his knees by the edge of the pool with a wide smile on his face. "My pharaoh, do my eyes deceive me?" he asked. "Has the day finally come when you will bless us with an heir worthy of your greatness?"
Meseh released Sarah from his hold and strode through the water closer to the priest with a menacing glare pointed at him. "Were it not you I should be thanking for having met this woman, you would be facing the bottom on the Nile right now," he growled. "Speak of your queen as if she is a broodmare again, and I will personally hand you your own tongue. Now, leave us."
The priest's hands and lips trembled as he stared at Meseh in utter confusion. "B-but, my pharaoh--"
Sarah grabbed Meseh's wrist. "Wait," she said. She turned him around and held his hands as she gazed at him, smiling. "Let them stay."
Meseh faced her with a stern frown. "I will not have these delirious fools observe us like we are animals. Not with you."
Sarah placed her hands on his cheeks. "I want them to see how much I care for you. I want them to see and tell the whole world about my love for you," she added. "I want there to be not a single shred of doubt that the child I will be blessed with is yours."
Meseh took her hands and leaned his fangs onto them as if kissing them.
Sarah turned to the priest. "It's all right," she told him.
With a smile and a hundred bows, the priest scurried back to his colleagues.
Meseh gazed at Sarah with teary eyes, his chest heaving and the ends of his maw curled up into a wide grin. "I don't know how I could ever repay your kindness."
Sarah giggled and wiped the tears from his face. "It's not kindness. You can choose to be kind. You cannot choose to love. But if you want to make things a little easier for me, you could just close your eyes and hold still for a while."
Meseh chuckled and shook his head lightly as he stared at her. "W-what are you trying to say?"
"Close your eyes and don't move," she said with a smirk and leaned against him, stroking his shoulders. "Let me take care of you."
After a few moments of contemplation, he took a deep breath and did as he was told, smiling.
Sarah glanced at the priests mumbling in prayer by the side of the pool and then turned back to Meseh. She leaned against his chest, lightly pushing him back to the edge of the pool. Once he had something to lean against, she traced her lips over his chest down to one of his erect nipples and started suckling on it while lightly twisting the other.
Meseh breathed out a long moan as he titled his head downward.
Sarah moved to the side, pressing her breasts and abdomen against him as she glided her hand from his chest down to his crotch, enveloping his cock with her palm and fingers.
"Sarah..." he whispered.
She licked her lips as she gazed down at his crotch. His cock grew harder and thicker once again when she tightened her grip while sliding her hand along its length.
Meseh grasped the root of her hair on the back of her head.
"A-ah!" she moaned, closing one of her eyes and frowning in momentarily discomfort.
He leaned his head back and took a deep breath. "I must ask...are you truly ready to accept your fate?"
"What?" she asked with a bit sterner tone than she intended and pushed him further onto the edge, urging him to climb out of the pool.
He opened his eyes and gazed down at her agitated expression in confusion. With his arms, he pulled himself out of the water and sat down on the stone while his feet remained in the pool.
Sarah followed him and pushed him down to lay flat on his back as she loomed over him on her hands and knees. "Are you saying you didn't believe me when I confessed my love to you?"
"N-no!" Meseh shouted with a worried look in his eyes as he grabbed hold of her arms. "I swear to you, I --"
She pulled her arms from his grasp. "I do not want the father of my child to hold doubt in his heart when it is conceived."
"There is no doubt in my mind," said Meseh, his chest heaving uncontrollably. "I swear it."
"Prove it," she said, crossing her arms. "Prove to me you trust that my love for you is real."
"I trust you, my goddess," he told her, smiling. "Would I lay here motionless, awaiting your divine blessing if I truly doubted your intentions?"
Sarah smiled back, her gaze softening as she stroked his chest and rose up into a squatting position above his crotch. She closed her eyes and a quiet moan escaped her lips as she slowly lowered herself onto him. His thick cock spread her lips thin as she sat onto it. "Meseh..." she gasped, leaning onto his chest with her hands for support.
"Sarah..." he moaned, arching his back and digging his fingers into the flesh of her thighs. At a steady pace, she glided her wet pussy up and down his shaft as she imagined him spilling his seed inside of her again. But it wasn't long before she became more aggressive with her thrusts. She wanted to feel that same sensation she felt when he punished her with his cock on that balcony, ramming it inside of her like he didn't know his own strength. She threw her head back as her pace and breath quickened.
Meseh leaned onto his elbows, panting for air as he observed her bouncing breasts with a hungry grin. "Slow down," he said. "I fear you might hurt yourself if you keep this up."
But she looked back at him with a devious glare and smile, almost grunting through all her quick breaths as she fucked him harder and harder.
He chuckled nervously. "Are you trying to stop my heart?"
"Are you afraid?" she asked him.
"I only fear that I will be completely and utterly incapacitated once you are finished with me," he replied. "But I...cannot say I am not enjoying this immensely."
The thought of his seed filling her up crossed her mind once again, sending a rush of heat through her body and forcing a loud gasp out of her as her inner walls squeezed his cock harder. Over time, she put more of her weight into her thrusts.
Meseh moaned with such pleasure it almost sounded like discomfort. He shut his eyes tight and grabbed hold of her thighs as if holding on for dear life. "Ugh!" he grunted. "I swear...you will be the death of me..."
Once again, Sarah threw her head back as bolts of electricity rushed through her arms and legs, slowly building up to a crescendo. She could barely feel her limbs anymore as she continued thrusting herself onto him as hard and fast as she could. "Meseh," she moaned.
"I want to hear you scream," he said.
"I'm coming... I'm coming..." she continued to moan, louder and louder. Like a shockwave, her body was overtaken by pleasure, and her pussy convulsed out of control. She opened her eyes wide, and suddenly, she was no longer outside in an outdoor pool, but inside a dark room with cold and dusty stone under her feet.
A stone door opened from behind and shone light onto her as she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Meseh!"
He let out a loud grunt as he sat up and pushed her down onto his cock as hard as he could, his dick jerking inside of her and gushing out cum. He then collapsed onto his back, panting and smiling as she fell onto his chest.
With quick and shallow breaths, Sarah lay o
n top of him, unable to move a single muscle. She closed her eyes and listened to the sound of his racing heartbeat.
CHAPTER SIX
Daddy's Sunshine
HIGH HEELS CLICKED against the floor. Light from the windows illuminated the way, revealing the rising dust.
Sarah strolled through the hallway of Sandersonia University with a flock of freshmen following close behind in their school uniforms. She, on the other hand, wore a tight blue skirt that constricted her body from her waist to her knees, a button-down white shirt through which peered her pushed-up bosom and a thin golden necklace. On her feet, she sported a pair of black lace-up heels.
"Okay, guys, gather around," she announced as she approached a glass casing holding a stone sarcophagus inside of it. She leaned against the glass with a wide smirk as she looked around the puzzled faced of her tour group. "This is what I've been waiting to show you--" she said, "--the sarcophagus of Pharaoh Mesehradabet."
"Wasn't there supposed to be some kind of weird mummy in there?" asked one of the students. "I thought you guys had the mummy, too."
"Oh, we do," Sarah explained. "We're just letting the press get a few shots first--we'll bring him in at the end of the tour, don't worry."
"Is it true it has weird monster teeth instead of human teeth?" asked another. "Are they real or fake?"
"Yes, they're real," Sarah replied as she crossed her arms, smiling. "I've checked. You can crack a skull open with those things." She turned back to the sarcophagus. "Okay--does anyone know what these hieroglyphs say?"
"Mesehradabet, he who is born with a still heart, he who is Sobek in flesh," said a female student.
Sarah looked at her and placed her hand on her hip. "Nice," she added. "Any ideas on what the first part means, though?"
"That he died at birth?"
"His heart wasn't beating when he was born?"
"Not until he found his queen," said a man approaching the group.
Everyone turned their heads. While Sarah smiled as she gazed at the blue-skinned man in the gray shirt, black pants, and shiny black shoes holding a small child in his arms, the students jumped back and stared at him with either fear or awe as he approached them.
