Sun & Moon (complete)

    It was an unspoken taboo that I was not supposed to talk or even fraternize with the other one. The other one was supposed to be my opposite, the goddess of the night. It was said that bad things would come to pass should we ever speak to one another. Of course, those rules only served to make me angry. I wasn’t one to be told what to do. 

    We crossed each other’s paths twice a day when one of us rose and the other was leaving. We circled each other, distant strangers who shared the same fate and similar purposes. People treated me as a necessity and a divine right. The other one was looked at as an omen and harbinger, her dress and changes signaled to people good and bad warnings. 

    She wasn’t the only one, there were many like her, but only she stuck out to me. I only ever saw the other one shrouded in pale fabric that glittered as I walked by. Avani was the only one who met with both of us, she was our middle ground.

    “The other one,” I whisper to Avani one day while she sits with me. “Who is she?”

    “Which other one?” Avani asks as she lays down cards before us. “I know many other ones here in the Sepulcher,” she laughs, a great big grin cuts across her dark skin.

    “The other one!” I scoff. “You know. The one that rises when I go down.”

    Avani clicks her tongue. “Ah, her.” She flips over the cards before us. We place bets and play games often. “That is Alcmene.”

    I tap my fingertips to my lips. “Alcmene,” I whisper.

    “That is my daughter.”

    I gasp and look at Avani. “You’re joking! Avani, you never told me.”

    Avani shrugs. “There were those who wished to keep it secret. But Alcmene came from me, so I consider her my child. That is why she stays so hidden, but I insist she stays with me.”

    I sigh and shake my head. “Why would they want to keep her a secret?”

    “She is strange to them,” Avani replies. “She was not supposed to exist in the grand scheme of things. My purpose was supposed to be different, but it changed when she came to be. They think, if others knew, they would want to change as well.”

    “There were things going on I was not aware of.” I flip over a card and huff when I do not win. “I thought it was my say on these matters.”

    “The powers that be need you, but you’re just as much to their whims as we are.” Avani collects all the cards and shuffles them again. “Why do you ask about Alcmene?”

    “Curiosity,” I murmur. I then scoff and shrug my shoulders. “She uses my light and turns it into something else.”

    Avani eyes me. “Does that upset you?”

    “No,” I murmur quietly as I stare out of the pillars of the Sepulcher, where everything is dark and vast. “I admire her gift.”

    “She talks about you at great length.”

    I turn to see Avani’s grin cutting across her lovely face. Her skin is glistening as if always wet and her hair hangs in long, tight curls that drape down her naked body. Her belly bears deep stretch marks, showing how much she has given to her role as Mother. I wonder if Alcmene has the same lovely skin.

    “What does she say?” I ask.

    Avani lays down the cards again. “She says she longs for the moments when you pass by one another. She says she is envious of your robes and gowns, and how she wishes she could wear such vibrant things as you do.”

    I have only ever seen Alcmene shrouded, I have never seen what she wears. But that explains how she is able to take my light and make it something new. She tries to imitate my own dress, but it is something of her own creation as well.

    “I would like to meet her, if possible.”

    Avani looks at me and furrows her brow. “You know that is not smiled upon.” She looks around cautiously and leans forward. “They believe that you and Alcmene would war if you met one another.”

    I roll my eyes. “It’s always war with them!” I toss my hands up into the air, all four. “It happens once and now that’s all they care about. That and fucking, but don’t talk about fucking.” I roll my eyes again and cross my arms.

    Avani giggles. “They’re good at it though.”

    I stick my tongue out at her. I watch as she flips over her cards and I gasp. “How do you always win?”

    “One day I’ll lose, but I don’t plan to any time soon.” She grins. She collects the cards up again. “Alcmene would love to meet you too.”

    “Then why can’t we?” I tilt my head to my shoulder.

    Avani shrugs. “Why can’t you?” She sighs and leans back. “She longs for company,” she murmurs. “She’s such a lonely girl and the Powers only misunderstand her. They keep her in the night so they don’t have to deal with her. She deserves better. She deserves more.” She looks up at me, her eyes glowing bright gold. “I would like to see her truly happy for once.”

    When I go to rest later, I hide myself away and, once the Powers leave from taking Alcmene to the altar, I wait for Avani to visit with her. Once I hear Avani speak, I step out of hiding and go back to the altar.

    The shroud is gone from over her head and I see that Alcmene has a stone mask over her face. It’s cold and emotionless with strange hollow carvings all over it. She’s wearing a long white dress with a high collar. She has the same tight curls that Avani does, but they are pure white. She’s smaller than I thought as well, quite tiny compared to Avani and I. She’s quite shapely too, like Avani, but more so. 

    Alcmene gasps and surges backward when she sees me. Avani turns and sighs, rising from her game with Alcmene. 

    “You scared her!” Avani snaps as she goes to coax Alcmene.

    “Forgive me.” I step in and kneel down before the altar. “My curiosity got the best of me.”

    “What are you doing here?” Alcmene sniffles as she clings to Avani.

    I look up at her, noticing her hands look strange. The fingers have odd shapes and the skin looks like marble. “Disobeying the Powers.”

    Alcmene eases forward a bit, sitting away from Avani. I see a white glow in the eyes of the mask and I smile at her. “You’re much braver than I am,” Alcmene whispers.

    “I’m not sure if it’s bravery or outright obstinacy.” I hold one of my hands out to her. “I’m happy to finally meet you, Alcmene.”

She gasps and looks to Avani, who nods at her. Alcmene moves closer, taking my hand. She is cold and soft to the touch. I squeeze her hand, studying her three odd shaped fingers. 

“You’re so warm,” Alcmene coos as our hands part. “It’s very nice.”

I smile at her. “Much warmer places to touch if you’re looking.”

Alcmene giggles shyly. “Avani told me you were quick-witted and sharp of tongue.” She nestles down towards the edge of the altar. “I have often longed to hear you speak. Your voice is quite lovely.”

“Not as soft and angelic as yours, I assure you. The Powers have often said I have a voice made for breaking rocks.” I grin as I watch her fiddle with her hair. “I am not very soothing.”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that!” Alcmene gasps.

Avani stands up. “I’ll be right back.”

“Wait,” Alcmene gasps. “Where are you going?”

Avani smiles at her and kisses the top of her head. “I won’t be gone long. I thought you two would enjoy drinks.” She leaves the altar, and Alcmene and I are left alone. 

The air is still and quiet, and Alcmene seems unnerved by my presence with her. My curiosity is only piqued. I want to know why she wears a mask and keeps her body so covered. She has such a lovely shape, and I wonder if her skin is so soft all over. My dress is split down to my navel, showing off the glowing amber of my body. The only thing showing on Alcmene are her strange but dainty hands.

“Avani told me you are lonely. I supposed that’s part of why I wanted to visit with you today.” I break the silence and Alcmene’s playing with her long hair becomes more apparent.

She twists curls around her fingers over and cover. “Yes, well...I am happy with Avani’s company.” She lifts her head slightly. “I have always wanted to meet you though. You’re so beautiful and powerful.”

“I am nothing but a conduit for the Powers,” I huff. “They made me so they don’t have to work so hard. I am an idol to their laziness.”

Alcmene giggles. “A very beautiful one though.”

I smile at Alcmene again. “You keep calling me that.”

“Oh,” she fidgets with her hair again. “I’m sorry. Does it bother you?” She tilts her head to the side, and I see a glimpse of her neck under the high collar.

“Not at all.” I move closer to her, sitting on the steps of the altar so I am below her. “I only wish I could repay the kind words.”

Alcmene touches the mask on her face. “They told me to keep this on while on the altar.” Her voice is small and weak.

“Why is that?” I frown, wondering why the Powers were such assholes.

She scoots closer and twists her fingers around. “They say I would shine too bright and I would take away from you.”

“Of course they did.” I sigh and lean down on the stairs beside her. “You know I don’t give a single damn, right?”

Alcmene giggles. “Well, the way they talked about you compared to how Avani talks about you, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t want to risk anything, just in case.” She puts both her hands on the mask and sighs. 

I sit up and move even closer to her. “Is it uncomfortable?” I ask.

Alcmene flinches at how close I am, but she eases in closer to me. “I’m used to it.” She lowers her head down.

I touch the mask and raise her chin. “That’s such a sad thing to say.” I smile at her. “Do you like it then?”

Alcmene swallows. “Not really.” She raises her small hand and touches my arm. Her fingers brush up and touch against my chest and neck. “But-” her voice quivers. “I’m not as lovely as you are. Far from.”

“Hush,” I whisper and take hold of her hand. “That can’t possibly be true.”

Alcmene holds my hand and she hangs her head again. “I am not the most beautiful of creatures. This is for sure true. I know that’s really why the Powers make me wear the mask.”

“I understand if you don’t want me to see,” I murmur. “But I think the Powers are the ugliest things I have ever seen.”

Alcmene giggles then covers the mask with her hands.

“And I have to walk around seeing their ugly ass faces all the time.” I curl up closer to Alcmene. “Avani is the best thing I usually see. Anything she loves so much cannot be so hideous as the Powers.”

Alcmene turns towards me again and sighs. “You really think that?”

I take a lock of her hair and kiss it. The lock of hair turns lavender, then dark purple and black. “I really do.”

Alcmene strokes her hair that’s changed color and looks at it in shock. “Oh, wow,” she whispers.

I giggle and lean in more. “Even now, I think you’re very cute.”

Alcmene looks at me. “Oh, wow.”

Avani clears her throat loudly and we both turn abruptly to look at her. She stands there, holding a tray of drinks and scowling at us.

Alcmene moves away from me. “What did you bring?”

Avani glares at me. “You’re playing with fire here, Sonnehilde.”

I grin down at her and shrug. “That’s all I know.”

I continue my stolen visits with Alcmene, losing my desire to care about anything the Powers told me. Avani warns me, but she, too, has been enjoying how Alcmene’s mood has been improving.

Alcmene and I have been growing closer and closer. Before, when she would flinch away from me and how close I enjoyed sitting, she now basically sits in my lap. She still wears her mask and dresses that cover most of her skin. I want to build up her confidence, so I try to compliment her as much as possible.

During one visit, I notice she is wearing a robe and she has kept the neck clutched around her throat.

“This is lovely,” I say as I touch the fabric. “Much lighter than what you usually wear.”

“I wanted to show you something,” she murmurs. She releases the collar from her neck. I see her skin, and the start of her chest, and the curve of her ample breasts.

“Being brave?” I ask.

Alcmene lifts her hands up. “Or stupid, like you.”

“Oh! So I’m stupid now?” I grin.

Alcmene giggles and clasps the mask, removing it from her face. I take the mask from her as she slowly raises her head. The robe falls away from her skin, showing off the mottled and splotchy coloring, looking very much like marble with streaks of gold and pearl through it. 

In the center of her face is a single pearl like eye. Her lips are full and plump, and a dusky purple color. I inch closer, touching her soft cheek. She turns away, closing her eye and sighing. There are two golden horns on her forehead, small but sharp. 

I kiss her cheek and Alcmene whimpers softly. “You’re so beautiful,” I whisper to her, kissing her ear. 

Alcmene leans into my kiss. “No, really.”

I cup my hands on her cheeks. “Look at me.”

She raises her pearly eye towards me. In the center, it is pale lavender with a shimmery center. A few fat tears roll down her cheeks and she smiles sheepishly at me. “And?” Her voice trembles.

I lean down to meet her lips, which are soft and sweet. She whimpers gently, standing on tiptoe to meet me. She wraps her short arms around my neck and hugs me. The kiss deepens and I pull away, afraid I’ll indulge too much.

“You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen,” I whisper in her ear. I kiss over her eye and she sniffles. “I mean it. All four of my eyes can see that.”

Alcmene giggles and I wipe away her tears. “I’m nowhere near as lovely as you.”

“Bullshit.” I kiss her again. “Just as lovely, if not more so. In fact, more so.” I sit down and pull her into my lap. I kiss her cheek and temple and let her snuggle close to me. 

Alcmene smiles and kisses my neck. “Thank you, Sonnehilde.”

“What’s going on?” Avani comes into the room and gasps when she sees us. “Hurry! Put it back on!” She grabs the mask from the ground. “You need to leave, now!” She snaps at me.

“What do you mean?” I snap.

“The Powers know her mask is off,” Avani huffs. “She’s so bright.”

Alcmene takes the mask but is hesitant to put it back on. “But-”

I scowl. “She looks better without the mask. Who cares if she’s brighter now?” I take hold of Alcmene’s hand. “She doesn’t need the mask.”

“I don’t want them to hurt her!” Avani snarls at me. “So you best leave!” Avani turns to help Alcmene, who looks up at me.

I frown. “She’s right.” I kiss her one last time. “The Powers may make you wear that horrible thing, but I would rather break it between my hands.” I quickly leave, hearing the clamor of the Powers as they go in to fuss at Alcmene.

When I take the altar again, Avani comes into the room. 

“How is she?” I ask.

“She’s fine. I just told them she dropped it by mistake.” Avani sits down and huffs. “That was too close.”

“I don’t regret it,” I scoff.

“Neither does she.” Avani glances over her shoulder, and I stand up as I see Alcmene walk into the room.

“I’ve always wanted to visit you,” Alcmene smiles as she takes off her mask.

I run to her, grabbing her up in my arms and spinning her around as I kiss all over her lovely face.

Avani sighs and rolls her eyes as she starts shuffling her cards, a big grin on her face.

“I’m so glad you’re here!” I say as I hold Alcmene off the ground.

“Me too.” Alcmene wraps her arms around my neck. “I figured they wouldn’t catch me with my mask off if I visited now.”

I kiss her hungrily, biting her lip in a bit of my greed. “Sorry,” I gasp.

Alcmene licks her lip. “Your teeth are sharp.” She then smiles a bit wickedly. “It felt good, actually.”

Avani sighs. “I’m right here!”

I sigh and then grin, nibbling Alcmene’s cheek and neck while she bursts into giggles and laughs. “Careful! Careful!” She squeals, kicking her little legs.

“I’ll go get drinks, I guess.” Avani lays the cards down and stands up.

“Thank you,” I smirk as she leaves. I spin Alcmene around more and then throw her down. I pin her to the altar, and kiss her over and over, indulging in being alone with her.

“Wait, wait,” Alcmene pants. “You’re too good at that.”

I smirk as I stare at her flushed cheeks and hazy expression. “Are you enjoying my love too much?”

Her eye widens. “Love?”

I kiss her softly. “All of it,” I whisper. “Every drop of my love.”

Alcmene kisses me readily. “I love you too.”

I’ve never felt so excited about anything in my entire life than hearing Alcmene say those words. I’ve never felt so bright and hopeful in my entire life. I kiss her, trying to show her how much I love her and how happy I am to hear that she feels the same for me.

Alcmene giggles and taps a finger to my lips. “You’re getting awfully hot.”

I breathe through my nose and smoke billows out. “Perhaps.” I sit up and we both start to grin and giggle. She leans against me and wraps her arms around me.

“I must confess though.” She laces her fingers with mine. “I’ve always been in love with you. Or, well, more like the idea of you.”

I lift up her hand and kiss her palm. “I wasn’t sure how I felt about you aside from being horribly curious.”

She smiles shyly up at me. “I wanted to be like you so much. So bright and confident. The most beautiful creature in the room.”

“I’m not the center of the universe,” I murmur as I nuzzle to the top of her head. I then laugh as I say these words. “Or, well, I don’t like to think I am.”

Alcmene sits up and sighs. “I should probably head back to my room.” She picks her mask up off the floor and looks it over with a cold stare.

I put my arms around her from behind and take the stone slab from her. Using all four hands I break it so that there is a chunk of the mask in each hand. 

Alcmene gasps and stares back at me in shock. “What’d you do that for?”

I drop the chunks of mask on the ground and put my arms around her. “You don’t need it anymore. And if they have something to say, they’ll just have to put it back together themselves, won’t they?” I kiss the top of her head as I wrap my arms around her. “I don’t want you to dim your light anymore.”

Alcmene sniffles and she whips around, hugging me tight and sobbing against my chest. She squeezes me so tight with her small arms, I feel my waist will snap off.

“The Powers aren’t allowed to make you feel less of yourself.” I whisper as I run my fingers through her curls. “Because I will take all their words and throw them away. I will uplift you and make you shine brighter than me if I have to.”

Alcmene sniffles and looks up at me. “There’s no way that’s possible.”

I scoop her up off the ground and hold her in my arms. “I will make it possible. Just as I will make life with you possible.”

Alcmene’s lips pout out and she has big fat tears rolling down her cheeks. She looks so unbearably cute. I kiss her cheeks and her tears turn to steam against my lips.

“What are we going to do?” Alcmene asks. “Do we keep sneaking around like this, hoping Avani will cover for us forever?” She runs her fingers through my hair. “That’s not fair to her.”

“I know,” I sigh. “It isn’t fair to you either.”

“To us!”

I smirk and nuzzle to her cheek. “Yes, to us.”

Alcmene smiles and kisses my cheek. “I think, if we want to be stupid, we should just tell the Powers right away.”

“Ugh,” I grumble, “we have to talk to them?”

Alcmene pinches my ear. “You know we’ll have to do it eventually. No reason to put it on hold.”

I sigh and click my tongue. “If you think it’s necessary.”

Alcmene and I wait for the Powers to come and escort me from the altar. Already, there is some panic outside because Alcmene cannot be found anywhere. Once the Powers come to the altar and find us together, the atmosphere goes grim quite quickly.

I grab hold of Alcmene, knowing they would rather rip her away from me than hear what we have to say first.

The Powers are a strange lot, creatures who are both needful of us yet rule over us. They decide how we move, how we act, and have always made sure we followed our roles as strictly as possible. They are smaller than me, but around Alcmene’s size. They are this dark grey color and have many eyes and hands. 

Avani joins us, sitting between us and the Powers. I keep a hold of Alcmene’s hands, and I can feel her trembling. She glances to me often, that one big eye of hers flicking from the powers and then back to me.

“You should be punished for this,” one of the Powers says, holding up the pieces of the mask.

“Even you should know better than this, Sonnehilde. Of everyone to respect their roles in this universe, you were always the example.”

I throw my head back and laugh. “For people with so many eyes, you really see nothing. You never liked it when I decided what I wore and how I presented myself. You said I was created to represent one way, but I chose the other. Has that been forgotten already? You fought with me constantly. I destroyed so much you worked on! Yet you claim me to be an example? You only call me that because I most resemble what you want.” I look at Alcmene. “You keep her hidden because she was not part of your plans. Instead, she was part of Avani’s, and you cast her down enough for it because she stood her ground. You kept Avani from flourishing, all because she wanted to protect Alcmene!”

“We were prepared for you,” one of the Powers tries to argue.

“No. You weren’t! I know you wanted me docile. But you got fire, and so that is what you have to play with. You stepped down and allowed me my freedoms because you were scared. But Alcmene has none of that fire without me, so you kept her down and pushed her around like you wanted with me. Well, now without that mask, she can burn just like me and you can’t touch her.”

Avani smiles gently and rises from her seat. “If I promise to keep an eye on them, will you allow them their meetings still? I will decide what to do about Alcmene and her new shine. It affects me the most, so I believe I should have that say.”

The Powers grumble and snarl and they rise from their seats. “You will not escape your punishment.”

“Is that all you give a shit about?” I snarl up at them. “Fine. Punish me. But do it now while Alcmene is here or I will rip your heads off without a thought.” I stand and tower over all of them. “You fucked up when you made me and you know it. Keep me complacent and I won’t burn the Sepulcher down to the ground.”

Avani reaches back and gives me a harsh glare. “Your speeches were heartfelt, but now you’re showing off.”

My punishment is decided, and for three days, every cycle, Alcmene and I had no contact. They knew they couldn’t do it all at once, so they decided to torture us for as long as possible. During those three days, Alcmene wears her mask and I am to keep myself covered completely. But once those three days are over, Alcmene and I are reunited heavenly and happily. 

I meet her on the altar where she has laid the new mask aside. I run into her arms, grabbing her tight and pushing her down on the ground.

“Careful!” She laughs. “Have you forgotten how to handle me?”

“I have done nothing but think about handling you.” I kiss her all over and bite her neck, pleased by the chorus of sighs that leave her lips. “So many dreams and idle hours lost to the very thought of seeing you again and what I would do when I saw you.”

Her cheeks darken and she strokes up my arm. “What kinds of things?”

I smirk and drag my finger down from her lips and between her breasts. “Quite many things, my love. Some of them sweet and tender, some of them rough and heated.”

Alcmene gulps and keeps her smile tight and demure. “Anything very specific?” She wiggles closer to me, placing her hands in my lap.

“Always very specific to the most minute detail.” I kiss her lips softly. “I’m afraid there were some details I couldn’t ignore and had to...Well, I had to be specific with myself.”

Alcmene giggles and covers her face with her hands. “You’re so awful!”

I hug her tight and nuzzle to her hair. “I’m just so happy to see you. Those days without you were miserable. I had not realized how dependent I had become on seeing your face every day.”

“I know,” she sighs. “Everything felt so empty again.”

I sit back and look at her. I brush her hair from her face and admire the curve of her neck to her shoulder. I tug open her gown a little more so her breasts become exposed. She gasps softly then goes quiet, watching my fingers as they trace along her full breasts and then touch her nipples which have become hard peaks.

“Sonnehilde,” she mewls.

I gasp and glance up at her. “Sorry,” I gasp.

She shakes her head and reaches into my lap where a peak of my own has grown. She touches it through the fabric and moves in closer.

“When the Powers made me,” I whisper. “They pictured something else.”

Alcmene kisses my neck and her cold little tongue licks down my chest. “I care not, as long as all of it is still you.”

I giggle and nod. “Everything you see is very much me.”

Alcmene opens my robes and looks down my naked body. Unlike her, I am very much a thin stick. No lovely, soft curves like she has, just small, barely there, breasts and a waif of a body. She looks between my legs, seeing my cock has gotten hard and eager.

“They made sure to make you well endowed,” she giggles. Her small hand wraps around my cock, stroking slowly as she looks into my eyes.

I bite my lip and moan with a laugh. “You have no idea,” I grin. 

“I’m looking at it, I think I do.” She twirls a finger around the tip. “What did they have planned for this?”

“Many things, but when I disappointed them with my desires, they scrapped some things.” I kiss her and snuggle my face between her soft, wonderful breasts. “Your body lets me know I made the right call. I much prefer the feminine in all things.”

Alcmene giggles. “The powers didn’t want that for you?”

“Nope.” I ease Alcmene down on the ground. “Do you think they’ll notice what we’re doing?”

Alcmene hooks her leg around my hip. “Avani has told them they aren’t allowed to disturb us.” She smirks at me. “We can do as we please.”

“So I can get specific with you?” I moan as I rub myself to her thigh.

Alcmene bites her lip. “As much as you want.”

I dip down, kissing her and lifting her hips. “I’m nervous,” I confess.

Alcmene looks up at me with her eye wide. “What? You?”

I nod and laugh away my nerves. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I’m stronger than I look.” She then sits up. “Would it make you feel better if I took the lead until you get comfortable?”

I look at her, marveled by her bravery. “You’re not scared?”

“Only a little.” She kisses me gently. “Lay back.”

I do as she commands and watch as she moves on top of me. She straddles my hips and leans back. She rubs herself against me and my breath shudders. I grasp hold of her hips, and with my other two hands, I roam over her supple, lovely body.

“Handsy,” Alcmene eases back more, taking me to her folds. Her wetness dribbles down and I lose my breath for a moment.

She takes me slowly and closes her eye tight. Alcmene squeezes tight around me and I realize we are both each other’s firsts. It hadn’t occurred to me until this very moment. “Alcmene,” I gasp as I watch her. 

She takes all of me and I can see my glow from within her. She touches her belly and gulps down a deep breath. “There’s so much of you, Sonnehilde,” she mewls. “You’re amazing.”

I twitch inside and see my glow grow brighter. “For you alone.”

She braces her palms on my stomach and starts to move slowly. I see her struggle with the new sensations and movement, so I try to help as best I can. I roll my hips, pushing up inside her. We’re both clumsy and unsure at first, but soon, Alcmene has found a rhythm. I watch her and I am amazed that someone like her loves me.

“Wait,” I sit up and place Alcmene on her back again. “My turn.”

“Nerves gone?” She pants.

I nod as I slip back inside her. “Thanks to you.”

Alcmene reaches up, touching my face. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” she mewls.

I kiss her, moving my hips and feeling her inner walls coil around me. “No, you are.” I tremble, feeling my heat surge. I want to pull away, but Alcmene is keeping me close. She won’t let me go and she’s holding so fast to me, I fear I may melt to her.

I am gasping for breath, so close to overflowing. I kiss her and she wraps her arms around me. She whimpers and cries into my mouth and, before I know it, I am a cup running over. I am spilling everything inside her and she begins to glow brighter with me. A radiant, golden halo surrounds us and fills the room. There is no way that anyone in the Sepulcher isn’t noticing this now.

Alcmene cries out my name over and over until her legs go limp and her eye closes. Her soft lips hang open as she takes deep, gulping breaths. 

I fall beside her, tangled with her legs and still burning bright. I reach down, cupping her mound and feeling my heat spill from inside her and between my fingers.

Alcmene giggles and looks over at me. “Are you ok?”

“Why ask me?” I moan and sit up to look at her. “How about you?”

Alcmene’s smile nearly blinds me in its wonderful sweetness and purity. “I’ve never felt so amazing before in my entire life. I feel actually beautiful when I’m with you.”

I kiss her, wanting to make sure she never forgets it. “You’re always beautiful.”

Alcmene sighs and relaxes. “Give me a moment,” she purrs. 

“For what?” I snuggle close to her.

She rolls over and touches my face. “More of you.”

Already my heat is returning and she grins as my cock rubs against her leg. “Really?” I ask with breathless excitement. 

“As much as I can stand.”