The Otherworldly Mercenary

Seph groaned, his head tilting back for a moment as her touch sent jolts of pleasure coursing through him.

"Careful," He warned, his tone carrying both humor and a thinly veiled threat of restraint snapping. "You keep that up, and I might not hold back."

The words only emboldened her. A sly smile curled her lips as she leaned closer, her breasts pressing against his chest as she whispered, "Who says I want you to hold back?"

Her teasing only stoked the fire in him. With a low growl, he leaned in to capture her lips again, the kiss this time rougher, more possessive. As their tongues danced together in a battle for dominance, his hands roamed her body freely, his touch leaving trails of fire along her skin.

His grip tightened on her hips as he pressed her closer, letting her feel the full weight of his arousal against her. Hela moaned softly into his mouth, her own desires fully ignited, her body pliant yet demanding beneath his.

The tension between them was palpable, every touch and kiss pushing them closer to the edge. The unspoken promise of what was to come hung thick in the air, neither of them willing—or able—to hold back any longer.

The thought of his considerable size entering her untouched core should have sparked trepidation, but instead, it sent waves of heat coursing through her body, making her wetter than she ever thought possible. Her fingers trembled slightly as they wrapped around his length through the fabric of his underwear, testing its firmness, her strokes deliberate and curious.

"Wait a moment, goddess," Seph murmured, his voice a low, teasing growl, thick with unrestrained hunger. His heated breath brushed against her ear, making her shiver. "Let's take our clothes off first. After that, you can have it as much as you want."

"Uhm~..." She whimpered softly, her hand pausing, her cheeks blazing with the embarrassment of being caught in her unabashed curiosity.

But despite her flushed face, she refused to back away. If anything, her determination grew. Seph's smoldering gaze bore into her, filled with a primal mix of adoration and dominance, encouraging her to proceed.

"So... undress me," He challenged, his lips curling into a provocative smile.

Gathering her resolve, she moved her hands to the waistband of his pants, her delicate fingers trembling slightly as she unbuckled his belt. The metallic clink of the buckle seemed to echo in the charged air around them, each sound amplifying the anticipation.

Slowly, she slid his pants down, revealing a pair of fitted grey boxers that barely contained his straining arousal.

Her breath hitched.

The sheer size and outline of his cock, barely veiled by the thin fabric, sent a jolt of heat pooling between her thighs. It felt as if the barrier of cloth only made her anticipation grow more unbearable.

As her hand hesitated, halfway toward the waistband of his boxers, she realized she had forgotten something.

His shirt.

Embarrassed by her oversight, her hands shifted awkwardly upward, fumbling slightly with the hem of his shirt as she worked to pull it over his head. She avoided his gaze, already imagining the teasing remark that would come next. But as the garment slipped off and revealed the sculpted planes of his chest, her embarrassment melted into awe.

Her eyes roamed his body, drinking in every detail of his toned figure. He wasn't overly bulky, but his lean, powerful build exuded raw strength. The sight stirred something primal within her. Each defined muscle seemed carved to perfection, a body that spoke of both resilience and dominance.

Her thoughts raced, unbidden memories flooding back.

This was the man who had stood against her family with fearless resolve. A man who had dared to point at the All-Father without hesitation.

How could someone so strong make me feel so safe... so desired?

Her heart thudded against her chest as she reached out, her fingers brushing over the warmth of his skin. Her touch was hesitant at first, reverent even, as though she feared this moment wasn't real.

Seph watched her intently, his smirk softening as he read the mix of emotions on her face. Despite her initial fumbling, her movements carried an innate sensuality that had him entranced.

His goddess, so divine and yet so human in her vulnerability, made his desire for her burn even hotter.

But her wandering gaze inevitably fell downward, to the bulge straining against his underwear. Her breath hitched, her throat suddenly dry as she stared. She could feel the heat emanating from it, and the thought of uncovering what lay beneath made her thighs press together instinctively.

It's... massive.

Her cheeks flushed deeper, her body betraying her rising arousal as her dampened panties became utterly soaked.

Seph noticed, of course. He always did. Smirking knowingly, he leaned closer, his voice a velvety whisper that sent a shiver down her spine. "What's the matter? Getting distracted, Hela?"

She swallowed hard, her hand twitching as if debating whether to give in to her temptation. Her fingers inched closer, brushing the thick outline of his cock. The heat radiating through the fabric made her pulse quicken.

Her thighs clenched again, her body betraying her desire for him. And yet, she paused, taking a deep breath, determined not to appear too desperate.

Seph, however, could see right through her. He reached out, placing his hand gently on her cheek, guiding her gaze back to his.

"You don't have to hold back, you know," He murmured, his tone laced with both tenderness and unyielding command. "With me, you can be exactly who you are."

Her chest tightened at his words, a rush of emotion mingling with her ever-growing lust.

She wanted him. She needed him.

Not just for the incredible pleasure she knew awaited her, but for the man he was—the strength, the passion, the safety he offered.

Her trembling hands slid to his waistband again, this time with purpose. As she began to tug down his boxers, her lips parted in anticipation. And as the final barrier between them disappeared, her breath hitched audibly.

The sheer size and thickness of him left her momentarily speechless. Her wide eyes darted up to meet his, a mixture of awe and desire swirling in her gaze.

Seph smirked, leaning closer as he murmured against her ear, his voice dark and intoxicating, "Think you can handle it, goddess?"

Her response came not in words, but in action. Slowly, she reached out, her fingers trembling as they wrapped around his length. The warmth and weight of him in her hand sent a thrill coursing through her, and she tightened her grip slightly, testing his reaction.

A low growl rumbled from Seph's chest, his hands sliding to her waist as he pulled her closer. Her body pressed against his, the heat between them almost unbearable now.

Whatever hesitation had lingered in her mind was gone.

For now, there was only him.

And she wanted all of him.

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