Fallen Gods: Lotus Blooming

by Lorie O'Clare

  “Do you not have faith in the gods you seek guidance from?” he asked, taking his gaze from her momentarily to look over her head at the quiet downtown area. “No one can see us now. They don’t know we’re standing here, getting ready to fuck.”

  She gasped, her heart skipping a beat while her breath suddenly came in pants. “We aren’t going to fuck in the middle of downtown,” she managed to whisper, shocked he would suggest such a thing.

  “Oh, yes we are.” He ran his hands down her front and gripped her hips, thrusting his cock hard against her. “And you should be ashamed of your lack of belief. You pray to your gods yet you have no faith in their abilities?”

  The way he touched her, pushed against her, made it hard to think straight. His hard body with corded muscles aligned with hers, allowing her to feel his strength, his solid and slow heartbeat, his raw power as it penetrated through her.

  “I don’t need you to mock me.” It was all she could do to think straight with him so close.

  Priapus ran his hands under her skirt at the same time that two teenagers sauntered down the sidewalk chatting to each other. His hand moved between her legs, cupping her heat. The distraction of the kids almost unnerved her. She trembled, unable to look away from them. But they didn’t look toward her or Priapus, just kept on walking.

  Priapus slid a finger into her moist folds, brushing against her clit. She gripped his shoulders, his touch sending ripples of lust rushing through her.

  “You are a wicked man,” she gasped, clinging to him while he encouraged her orgasm.

  “Hardly, my dear,” he whispered, enjoying how her cheeks flushed when she was ready to come.

  She ran her hands down his chest, feeling his muscles mold and flex against her palms. It was necessary to learn every inch of him. And although she knew fucking him in the street, or in a field on a magical bed, didn’t allow her all the time she needed to know this man, it was imperative that she put as much of him to memory as she could.

  The reasons why didn’t seem to matter. She just knew. The realization of that made her heart swell, begin beating at a slightly different pace. Placing her palm against his heart she reveled in the fact that his heartbeat matched hers. They were meant to be together—soul mates.

  At that moment, Priapus thrust inside her pussy with his fingers, pushing her over the edge. She collapsed against him, keeping her hand against his heart, feeling their pulses soar together.

  “Together we are one,” she conceded, although she meant to say it to herself, and was almost sure that she had.

  “It’s about time you saw the truth.” Priapus slid his fingers out of her, leaving her damp and needing more.

  She hadn’t meant to speak out loud. And he knew the revelation of their uniting had just hit her. Undoing his pants, he watched her brown eyes swirl with the knowledge, deep dark pools of wisdom, yet swimming with curiosity over what she still hadn’t come to terms with.

  Damn it to hell, she was fucking beautiful. And she was his. He’d sensed the knowledge just moments before she had. There was one perfect soul mate for every being. Some searched a lifetime for their partner. Few were lucky enough to stumble on them at an early age. And many never mated with their true match. Priapus could hardly contain himself from the happiness that soared through him that they’d met, and now were together. Thena was meant to be his—and he was meant to be hers.

  His cock jumped free of confinement, dancing with need once he’d slid it out of his jeans. Such confining clothes. Humans had done better in past centuries with their fashions.

  Thena sucked in her breath, the throbbing between her legs intensifying when his giant cock sprang forth. An older woman passed behind Priapus on the street. He pushed away from Thena, allowing enough space between them that his too-large cock would have room.

  Thena stifled a giggle when he gripped it with his hand, and turned his attention to the woman passing briefly. She didn’t see them.

  This was almost fun. “I see how easy it would be to escape from the worries of life with powers like this,” she told him.

  She wasn’t sure why, but a cloud passed over his gaze, making his green eyes darken at her words.

  “Come here,” he said, instead of commenting on what she’d just said. “Let me show you something.”

  He wouldn’t admit it to her, but Thena had just struck a nerve. For so many centuries he’d run from any commitment. Humans had disowned him, mocked him, made him feel unwanted. He’d left Earth, allowing his powers to fulfill him, entertain him, and keep him free of any responsibility. What Thena just said was true. It could almost be fun to ignore the world, live in his own fantasies, and forget about everyone else’s problems. But that sort of life hadn’t fulfilled him, and he knew it wouldn’t fulfill Thena either.

  For this moment, they would enjoy their privacy, protected by his powers. But in the end, he guessed their true happiness would come from growing stronger together, and helping others. The way it had been meant to be for all eternity.

  He ran his hands against her hips and then down her inner thigh, lifting her leg. Thena held onto his shoulders, looking down when he positioned his cock between her legs.

  Thick as her arm, and rock-hard, Priapus’ cock reached for her pussy as if it had a mind of its own.

  She draped her leg over his arm, standing on one foot while looking down between them. “You know damn well and good I’m not built to get you off, Priapus. This isn’t fair to you.”

  And she wanted to satisfy him. But if he fucked her with that cock, it would do serious damage.

  Their gazes met, and she knew he thought what she wondered. She wouldn’t tear her gaze from his when his cock head pressed against her moist heat. The urge to close her eyes, focus on what she wanted to offer him, filled her and distracted her. But she wouldn’t look away from him.

  If she could adjust her body, allow herself to take Priapus’ size, she would be able to offer him complete fulfillment. His smile told her he knew what she was about. She wasn’t trying to hide her thoughts at the moment. It was too much wanting him, needing him, to worry about what he saw inside her. And truth be told, letting him see her feelings right now was a lot easier than telling him how desperately she needed him.

  He thrust into her, holding her so she didn’t lose her balance, and impaling her at the same time. She wanted to look down, to see that mighty cock glide inside her cunt. Just the thought of it made her come, explode against his shaft. Her muscles constricted, clinging to him while he moved deeper inside her.

  “You were made for me,” he whispered, leaning into her to nibble on her lip.

  Her eyes fluttered, and she muttered something, but he captured it with his kiss. Never had a pussy felt so right, so perfect. She was like a glove made especially for him. He glided deep into her heat, standing on the street while the town continued about their business. Fucking her here, or anywhere, would be perfect. Thena was his. And that knowledge felt as good as his cock did sailing in and out of her hot cunt.

  She dug into his shoulders with her fingers, feeling him impale her, that enormous cock take over her insides. Nothing she’d ever experienced or dreamed about came close to the way Priapus made her feel at that moment.

  “Damn it. Priapus. Fuck yes.” She no longer cared. He had to know how perfect he was. He certainly knew that he fulfilled her better than any man ever had, or could.

  “That’s it, baby, come for me, let me know how good this feels for you.”

  And it did feel so fucking good.

  Her hands slid off his shoulders, feeling the strength in his biceps as his muscles bulged around her fingers.

  Priapus cock split her in two, took over her entire being, and she loved every damn moment of it.

  With her leg over his arm, she let her head fall back, allowing him even deeper into the heat of her passion.

  That giant cock of his filled her. He was so damned big she swore he filled her clear through to her throat. The
pressure would make her pass out. She damn well knew it. split her in two.

  “Fuck me, Priapus,” she cried out, accepting they were alone in the middle of downtown. Knowing and not caring that he had the powers to make anything happen that he wished.

  “Oh yes, baby,” he breathed, watching her breathe hard. Her nipples peaked against her dress, fueling his need for her.

  He moved faster, enjoying how wet she was for him. Pounding her with his massive cock got her off, and the look on her face fed his need for her as much as the incredible feeling of her sweet muscles wrapped around his cock.

  “You’ve got me, sweetheart, all of me,” he told her, and exploded inside her.

  Thena scraped her fingernails against his flesh, feeling him convulse inside her, shoot his cum so deep in her cunt. Her body embraced him, her muscles tightening with her own orgasm. Along with his cum, she felt some of his powers fill her too, and the revelation made her feel more alive, on fire with knowledge and serenity she never knew had existed before.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Maxine Poller rapped with determination on Margaret’s back door. Thena had barely slipped out of her shoes after getting home, and hurried through the kitchen to see Maxine’s face lighten through the window on the door when she saw her.

  “Just who I wanted to see,” she beamed when Thena opened the door. “It means so much to me what you did for my boy.”

  Thena raised an eyebrow, curious that Maxine remembered that Thena had cast out the demon, yet Randy didn’t.

  “Randy doesn’t seem to remember that he was possessed.” Thena took the still-warm loaves of bread that Maxine offered her.

  Over the years she’d grown accustomed to receiving various gifts from people she’d been able to help with her magic, and had learned it often embarrassed and insulted people when she told them the gifts weren’t necessary. Not to mention, any retirement money Margaret or her grandmother were bringing in couldn’t possibly be enough to help feed Thena. She was appreciative.

  “I thought you had something to do with that.” Maxine returned to the doorway and lifted a large pot she must have put down when she knocked. “And here are some greens. I made them with ham hock. I remember how you loved them as a child.”

  “It all smells so good, and you’re right, I love greens.” Thena smiled, the rich scent of the greens tantalizing her nose.

  Just moving to the counter, lifting the lid so she could sniff the wonderful food, was enough to let her feel the sore muscles that ached throughout her body. She was sore between her legs, yet at the same time throbbing as she craved him once again.

  Priapus had been quick and thorough, fucking her in the street downtown. Sheez…just the thought made her feel like a tramp. Although she’d wanted it, and had thoroughly loved it. Okay, so a willing tramp. Good grief.

  You are not a tramp, Priapus whispered in her ear, although when she turned her head she knew she was alone in the kitchen with Maxine.

  Stay out of my thoughts. She knew he read her mind and scolded him for doing so, then quickly returned her attention to Maxine.

  Maxine waved away Thena’s thanks and then her expression turned contemplative. “It’s been rather odd. Almost everyone at my house the other day has forgotten that they were there. Seemed to me that you and your mother didn’t want a lot of talk, so made everyone forget.”

  Thena almost said she didn’t have that kind of power. But she stopped herself. She knew someone who did have that kind of power. But why would Priapus make almost everyone forget that she’d cast the demon out of Randy, but not all of them?

  “Maybe it was easier for some to cope with what happened by not remembering.” She’d seen that happen before when intense magic took form.

  Maxine seemed to accept the comment, and moved to the back door. “Well, I just wanted to thank you again,” she said, reaching for the door handle.

  “Maxine, may I ask you something?” Thena knew when the older woman’s face lit up that she would share with Thena anything she knew.

  “Why sure, honey. You ask me anything.”

  Thena arranged the loaves next to the crock pot on the counter. “Something terrible happened in Barren. I’m not sure when, and I don’t think it was ever reported to the police. But I need to know what happened. I think a lady died because of it, because of some terrible crime, possibly rape.”

  She turned in time to see Maxine’s face turn ashen.

  “Where’s your mama?” Maxine looked toward the doorways leading into the living room and then toward the stairs.

  “I just got home. More than likely they’re visiting.” Which was what her mother and grandmother called it when they were called out into the town to help with this matter or that.

  Worry lines creased her forehead before she turned toward the back door. “Don’t be asking foolish questions, child.”

  Thena hurried toward her, taking Maxine’s arm before she could open the back door. Maxine yanked her arm free and then turned, pointing a finger at Thena.

  “Now I’m serious, girl. This is for your own good. Don’t you go asking anyone questions like that. Whatever you think you might know, just forget about it.”

  And with that she opened the back door and hurried outside. Thena stared after her, stupefied, until she heard Maxine’s tires crack and pop over the driveway gravel when she backed out on to the road.

  “Well, well,” Priapus said from behind her.

  And she turned, seeing him at the same time that his powers wrapped around her like a wonderful, favorite blanket. He reclined at the kitchen table, his long muscular legs stretched out. Her body temperature went up a few notches just looking at him.

  “You really do need to learn to knock,” she told him, although she was anything but upset at his sudden appearance.

  Priapus cocked an eyebrow at her but didn’t move. One elbow leaned on the table, an act that would get him thumped in the head if her Gramma saw it. And his legs stretched out with his ankles crossed, his straight-cut jeans and cowboy boots adding to his sinfully gorgeous appearance. The bulge in the crotch of his blue jeans was a reminder of what he had, and the tingling that rushed through her at the sight of him was enough to remind of her of how he had so recently made her feel.

  Her mouth went dry, and then just as quickly was almost too moist for her to speak. “You know about the crime that took place here.” It wasn’t a question.

  “So now you suddenly want my help?” His hooded gaze made it hard to read if he mocked her or not.

  She crossed her arms, wishing she could figure him out. “I want to set this town straight.”

  Priapus nodded once but said nothing. Instead he turned his attention to the doorway that led to the dining room. At the same time the front door opened.

  Gramma appeared in the doorway a moment later, with Margaret behind her. The two of them looked from her to Priapus, who continued to lounge at the kitchen table.

  “Sit up straight, boy.” Gramma kicked him in the foot when she entered the room and placed her purse on the counter. “I see Maxine Poller has brought her payment.”

  Thena wasn’t surprised by her grandmother’s callous reaction to Priapus’ presence in her daughter’s home. Margaret, on the other hand, remained in the doorway, staring at him, and then slowly turned her attention to her daughter.

  “I don’t believe we’ve met,” she said politely, but the clarity in her tone gave indication she already didn’t approve.

  Thena sensed her mother’s worry, and her grandmother’s calm resolve. So like both of them with any new situation.

  “Gramma, Mom, I’d like you to meet Priapus.”

  Priapus stood, filling the room, and stepped to the side so Gramma could sit. Margaret looked like she needed to sit down too, but remained in the doorway, taking in Priapus with a quick glance.

  “If you’re Priapus, then you’ve got a cock like a—” Gramma began.

  Margaret gasped. “Mother!” she cried out, put
ting her hands on her hips and silencing the older woman who didn’t look a bit remorseful about her candid comment.

  “Well, he would.” Gramma shot her daughter a reprimanding look and then looked at Thena. “Does he?”

  Now Margaret did move to sit opposite her mother, suddenly looking very lost. “I feel the strength of his powers. We don’t need to know any more details about his…anatomy.”

  “Where did you find her?” Gramma asked Priapus, her gaze wantonly traveling down him.

  “I found her in Kansas City, the night she lost her job,” Priapus answered, sounding very much like the young suitor trying to impress parents of a girl he wanted to date. “And then I followed her here.”

  “I sensed you in the airport.” Margaret didn’t look at him, but instead squinted at the window. “I thought you were Triton, keeping an eye on us.”

  “Triton didn’t appear until you called him,” Priapus said softly.

  Margaret nodded, still not looking at any of them.

  Thena saw that her mother very much loved Triton, and probably had kept him in her thoughts over the years. Hell, maybe she had snuck off for secret rendezvous. All the times that Thena had been alone growing up, thinking her mother was working, she might have been off seeing her dad. She didn’t know what to think about that.

  “So the chain continues,” Gramma said, now turning her attention to Thena. “The daughter of a god now finds herself a god.”

  “Is that what this is?” Margaret didn’t look too excited about the knowledge.

  “If you’re asking me if I’m going to find a man who will run out and leave me with child, the answer is no.” Thena leaned into the counter, staring at her mother who met her gaze.

  Margaret stiffened, her lips thinning into a pursed line. But Thena saw and sensed something else that didn’t make sense to her.

  Priapus surprised her by suddenly turning and reaching for the old teapot on the stove, and then moving to the sink to fill it with water. It was such an act of servitude that it didn’t seem to fit him. She found herself watching him complete the simple task and so was distracted when her mother sighed, a sudden sadness wrapping around her that grabbed Thena’s attention.