It had been their first time together, so, it had to go well.
But then again, his own version of things going well had led her to become a sperm junkie. Her violent body twerking on his dick was a clear proof of that. So, Alex was left with no other option than to give her what she needed.
Alex decided to take control and put her out of her misery. Since she was weak, he knew that putting her on her knees and blowing her from the back was not an option. So, he simply tossed her aside gently and laid her flat of her tummy. She offered little or no resistance at this point, but kept calling his name softly like she was a sleepwalking state.
With her naked body lying flat, and her bare ass in his sights, he spread her legs with his left hand, and in the process, grazed her pussy. Scarlett whinned softly like a puppy. He lowered himself into position. So, hanging over her, and with barely enough space between her spread legs to maneuver, he edged his way into the tightness of her genitalia.
She groaned weakly.
Alex knew that, for her sake, he had to get this over as quickly as possible. He began to move his hips, dipping in and out of her with steady thrusts. Her weak limp body under him could do nothing but wait for the fireworks.
Alex had never intentionally tried to ejaculate early before. This was definitely a first. So, he leaned further down, took her neck between his elbows in a choking manner, and began to pound her. The sound of his body slapping on her soft ass cheeks, along with the steady slurping sound her creamy pussy made as he thrusted, created a sex symphony. It was like an organized sensual orchestra.
In that position, with how tight, how deliciously moist and pleasurably warm her pussy was. Alex began to feel his balls contract in preparation for the next release.
She must have felt it too because she suddenly gained strength out of no where, and began to pant intermittently. Alex did not last more than twenty more strokes. The thick, milky cream like fluid shot out in huge droves from his hole, into her. Even as he came, he shuddered as well, and continued to fuck her wildly. Her vagina fluids mixed with his huge emission, tainting his own dick as well.
It was an intense few seconds of orgasm.
He filled her womb again. But unlike the first time, her whole body began to jerk violently, like she was convulsing or something. She continued to spase even while Alex was releasing. It only stopped when he finally finished inside her. He laid ontop of her for a moment, feeling his now flaccid penis deflate within her.
When he pulled out and slid off of her, he saw that she had entered a very deep slumber. Scarlett had passed out again. And this time, she slept for a really long time.
Alex watched her sleep peacefully, and appreciated just how beautiful she was- even unconscious. He could not explain why, but he had really enjoyed her more than he had enjoyed anyone in over half a millenia. One look at her, and he could tell that she was going to be knocked out for a while. There was no need trying to fall asleep again. He knew was fully awake now.
So, he decided to make ample use of the alone time. The first step was to get cleaned. It had been a hell of a night that had been filled with super nasty sex. So, a shower was in order. He had to rid his body of all the body fluids he had accumulated in the past couple of hours. Thankfully, she had her own personal shower right in her own room. It was a relief because he was not prepared for the wistful smile and knowing look from the younger sister of the girl he had just slept with.
He was definitely not looking forward to the next interaction with Eliana. That was going to be super weird. Especially when they all knew that both of them had been super loud the previous night. As he showered, he hoped against hope that Eliana would be an adult about this and save the witty remarks and mischievous looks for much later.
But that was just wishful thinking. He almost swallowed some water as he laughed softly. Knowing the kid, she probably had them stored up mentally by now, and was just waiting for both of them to come out. As he turned off the water and reached for the towel, he noticed that dawn was already upon the city. The dull grey, and the mild golden rays in the landscape was all the sign he needed.
Fresh out of the shower, and feeling clean, he was contemplating his next course of action for the day when the unexpected happened.
Alex's instincts were beyond just ordinary intuition. They were astute as hell. Nothing got past him. So, when the seemingly illogical wave of the uncomfortable feeling or mortal danger washed over him, he instantly knew something was afoot. It was more than a hunch, it was more like a plane's radaar picking up on something lethal, something dangerous, almost like a- weapon!
He let go of the white towel, and it dropped to the ground with a noiseless thud, leaving him stark naked.
But his bare flesh, and dangling balls were not his biggest concerns. For at that moment, he suddenly felt vulnerable. He felt like his own mortality in the distance, sneaking towards him with the stealth of a noncturnal predator, creeping from behind like an invisible assailant. Then suddenly, with the sudden appearance and disappearance of a lightning strike in the sky, the feeling was gone! Completely vanished without a trace. Almost as though it had never been there.
This was strange on so many levels.
He was a god. Never had he, not even for once, ever had to contemplate his mortality. Even in his demi-god state, even if his mortal body were to be killed, his soul would not die- no, it could not die. He would simply be reincarnated elsewhere. This, whatever it was, was a serious problem. Even worse, he did not know what exactly it had been.
Naked, and with a worried look in his eyes, he walked towards the window overlooking a part of the city, and tried to triangulate the location from which the threat had come, while he isolated the feeling. The name was there, in his mind, but he dared not to even contemplate it- DEICIDE.
To kill a god.
Yes, that was what the feeling was. He was sure that if there had been any god within a thousand mile radius, they would have felt it too. That was too great a ground to cover, all because of the birth of some new weapon.
By it's dreadful soul flunctuations, he knew that was exactly what it was- a god killer. He wanted to be wrong. He so desperately wanted to be wrong.
But as he isolated the feeling he had just had, and analyzed it with just how disturbing it had been, he was convinced with every passing moment that it was real. As someone who had never contemplated death before, he was now faced with the sheer terror of the knowledge that he could be terminated by something- or someone. It was not a nice feeling at all. He wondered after all, if this was truly what it meant to be human.
With nothing but sheer force of will, Alex managed to pull his mind away from that horrendous line of thought. Gritting his teeth as he overlooked the city from Scarlett's window, he began to scan through every bit of information his brain had gleaned on the topic over the course of his several thousand-years existence.
In actuality, there were several of this deicide weapons littered all over the earth. They were well hidden of course. Really, they were so well hidden and obscured, that most gods did not even know where they were themselves. These god killers were also ancient. Way too ancient. In fact, these dreadful weapons predated the time of humans on earth. So, these were factors that contributed to the reason why most gods had not thought to seek them out.
But that had been proved to be a calamitious blunder.