Chapter 1457: Start of the Seven Starry Heavens (r-18)

"Oh my gods," Soraya breathed, her eyes enormous. "Oh my gods. It’s like watching live porn." She grabbed Melissa’s arm. "Live porn between my sister, her man and my man too. Right in front of me. This is real and it’s fucking HOT!"

Delilah heard that.

Of course she did; she moaned in mortification and pulled a towel over her face.

"Soraya," the Goddess said mildly, "hush."

"I can’t hush. Look at him. Look at her."

"We’re all looking," Melissa said with a small, fond smile. "Let her have it."

Beneath the towel, Delilah came undone.

Phei didn’t let her climax yet.

He brought her right to the edge and held her there with his fingers pressed to her G-spot and his lips sealed around her clit until her whole body trembled and her moans had turned into one long breathless whine. Then he slowed and eased back and kissed her inner thigh instead, and he waited for her breathing to calm while her pussy fluttered empty and dripped onto the towels.

Delilah ripped the towel off her face and glared at him through her tears. "Phei—!"

"Not yet," he said gently. "I want to take you to heaven, love. Not just the first one. All seven."

He rose up over her and lined his crown up against her soaked entrance and pushed.

He went inside her slowly.

Gods, he went slowly.

His crown pressed against her and her pussy opened around it like a flower greeting the sun as her inner petals parted around his flare and the broad head of his cock eased inside her.

Delilah’s mouth fell open and her hands found his shoulders for support while her wide wet eyes locked onto his.

"Breathe," he murmured.

She breathed before he gave her another inch; Phei took his time.

He let her feel every single inch as his cock sank into her pussy, two and three and four, and his eyes never left her face as he watched every flicker of pleasure cross it. When she tensed he stopped and kissed her. When she relaxed he gave her more; her walls clung wet and fluttering to his cock on the seven— eight inches.

Her nails dug into his shoulders— nine.

"Phei— it’s so much— it’s so much—"

"I know, love. One more."

Ten and she could still take more and eleven before he settled his crown against her deepest wall and stopped there, buried as far as her body would let him, while the rest of his cock pressed against her soaked lips.

Delilah shuddered beneath him and a long broken moan spilled out of her.

Phei lowered himself until his chest pressed against her breasts, and he kissed her through it slow and deep and let her feel the full stretch of his cock inside her.

Phei didn’t move fast when he started and he didn’t move frantic.

He drew his cock back slowly only a few inches and pushed it back in at an angle so his crown dragged along her front wall and pressed against her G-spot on every return. He did it again slow and deliberate, and each push found the same soft swell inside her and rubbed it with the broad ridge of his crown.

Delilah’s eyes rolled back.

"Oh— Phei— there— right there— oh gods, right there—"

He kept it there with slow deep strokes that each stroked her G-spot while he slid his right hand down between their bodies to find her clit and circle it with his thumb in the same unhurried rhythm.

His mouth found her sensitive spot beneath her ear again and kissed it softly again and again, and Delilah came apart beneath him in slow motion.

The orgasm didn’t crash over her; it rose and built slowly deep inside her from the place where his crown kept pressing, a tightening and a warmth that spread through her belly and her thighs and her chest until her whole body hummed like a plucked string.

She couldn’t breathe and she couldn’t think.

She could only cling to him and moan as his cock kept moving inside her slow and deep and perfect with his thumb on her clit and his lips on her neck.

When she finally came it rolled through her like a long slow wave. Her pussy fluttered and clenched around his cock in deep rhythmic pulses while her whole body arched up into his and his name fell from her lips over and over in a whisper.

"Phei— Phei— Phei—"

"That’s one heaven," he murmured against her ear. "Six more."

Delilah let out a sound halfway between a laugh and a sob.

Soraya had stopped commenting and simply stared with her lips parted and her right hand pressed to her chest. And the Goddess had settled onto the stone beside Delilah’s head, where she gently stroked her hair.

Phei shifted but he didn’t pull out; he slid his arms beneath Delilah’s thighs and lifted her legs slowly and gently until her calves rested on his shoulders and her body folded beneath him with her hips tilted up off the towels. The new angle opened her completely. When he pushed his cock back into her pussy his crown slid even deeper against her front wall— Delilah’s eyes went wide.

"Oh— oh— Phei, that’s— that’s deeper—"

"I know," he said, and kissed the inside of her ankle where it rested by his face.

He moved in long slow rolling strokes now that slid the full length of what she could take and dragged his crown along her G-spot on the way in and out. He kissed her calf and her ankle and the arch of her foot. He turned his head and pressed his lips to the soft inside of her knee, another of her secret places, and felt her whole body jolt.

All the while his right thumb never left her clit and circled slow and steady without ever rushing or stopping.

"You’re so beautiful like this," he told her quietly. "Folded open for me. So soft. So wet. Do you know how much I love you, Delilah?"

Delilah’s eyes filled with tears. "Phei—"

"So much." He pushed his cock into her deep and slow and pressed against her G-spot. "So, so much."

She came again while his words still hung in the air.

It was a deeper and longer climax that left her trembling from her shoulders to her toes while her pussy clutched at his cock in slow helpless spasms and her nectar spilled down onto the towels.

"Two," Phei whispered teasingly.

He let her catch her breath and lowered her legs; kissed his way up her body slowly and reverently and worshipped every curve of her stomach and her breasts and her collarbone and her throat.

He rolled them both onto their sides without once slipping out of her and settled in behind her with her lying on her right side and her back to his chest— his left arm beneath her head and his right arm draped over her waist.

He lifted her left leg gently and hooked it back over his hip and began again.

This position was softer and slower and more intimate.

He moved in deep gentle rocks with his hips rolling against her round ass and each stroke pressed his crown snug against her innermost wall. His right hand slid down her stomach and found her clit again and circled it with patient practiced skill. His left hand cupped her right breast and rolled her nipple between his fingers— his lips found the nape of her neck where her hair parted, another of her hidden places, and kissed it softly over and over while his cock rocked inside her.

Delilah melted.

She turned her head over her shoulder and found his mouth with hers, and they kissed slow and deep while his cock moved inside her and his fingers played her clit and her nipple in one gentle unbroken rhythm. Her left hand reached back and gripped his left hip and pulled him closer while her moans spilled softly into his mouth.

"You feel— so good— Phei— so good—"

"Tell me more my love!" he murmured against her lips.

"I can feel— every inch— every vein— gods, I can feel you everywhere—"

On the other side of the pool, Soraya let out a long, shaky breath and fanned herself with one hand. "I need to sit down."

"You are sitting down," Melissa pointed out.

"I need to sit down more."

The Goddess laughed softly.