2. Hot and Bothered

"So this is the part where I either wake up or find out I'm dead, right?" I asked, staring at the beautiful woman as she floated up from the bed. Her semi-visible skin gliding across the red satin covering the bed. She shrank to my size as she got closer.

"You are far from dead. I'm offering you the chance to live a real life, Kael," she said, floating around me. Her hair brushing over my face. It smelled like a blend of the best perfumes money could buy.

"And how are you gonna make that happen?" I asked as she embraced me from behind, running her hands over my chest. My filthy shirt burned away as her hands moved over my skin.

I suddenly found myself topless standing in front of her as images of me pinning her against the nearest wall and slamming into her over and over again played in my mind. She kissed the side of my neck as she pinched my nipples between her thumb and index fingers.

"You already have the body of a god. All you need is the power and I can get you that," she said, sliding her hands down across my abs. 

Years of grueling forced labor had given me a chiselled physique but I wouldn't describe my body as god-like in any sense.

"You keep saying that. What exactly do you mean?" I asked. 

Her hands moved over the waistline of my pants and my heart began racing when they dropped to my ankles. Something about this woman radiated sex. I found it increasingly more difficult to focus on anything but her hands the longer I stood here. She ran her index finger up the underside of me and I immediately stood at full attention.

"This will be your greatest tool and my greatest weapon," she said and gripped me tightly in her fist. 

She pumped me slowly, sends bolts of electricity surging throughout my entire body. I made a noise that was somewhere between a sigh and a moan. I needed to ask her so many things, but all I could think about was how far she was willing to go with me.

"Oh fuck," I said as she stroked slightly faster.

This couldn't be real. Even though her hard nipples poking me in the back and her hand wrapped around my shaft felt real. It didn't make any sense. What the hell was she even talking about?

"Give in," she said and gently bit the side of my neck while keeping her rhythm on my manhood.

I felt a pressure building inside of my core. It was hot and instantly better than anything I had ever felt before. I knew it was an orgasm and wanted to let her give me one, but a sudden heaviness settled over me. I had a bad feeling that suddenly that cumming in her hand was the wrong move, even if this was just a dream. I gathered all the willpower I could muster and snatched away from her. I pulled my pants back up, feeling like an idiot.

"You didn't enjoy it?" she asked, floating around to the front of me.

I took a few seconds to catch my breath and clear my head before speaking. Her long, flowing hair fell over her like a silk garment made of gold.

"Who are you, and what the hell are we doing here?" I asked, finally seeing clearly again.

"So playtime is over, I guess," she said and sat back down on the bed. "Sorry for getting distracted. It's kinda my thing,"

"See, what does that mean and how did you know my name? Did I really just make a statue cum with my fingers?" I rattled off the questions as they entered my mind.

"Calm down Kael. I'm Desmira, goddess of love and intimacy," she said, patting the bed so that I would join her on the bed.

Desmira was an ancient myth. Noone had worshipped her, or any other old god, in centuries. I thought as I sat down beside her.

"That's true, but only because Malzareth and his minions made sure to erase us as completely as they could," she said, staring at the floor.

That wasn't the first time she had responded directly to something I thought inside my own head. Was that proof that she was a god? Or was I brain damaged and just not accepting it? It did make sense that Malzareth, the conquering dragon, would try to eradicate the old gods. He did turn every human on the continent into either a slave or a meal. the gods were stronger than us humans though how did he defeat them? 

"Corruption isn't just limited to humans. He bribed the lesser gods to turn against us a few months before he invaded. It led to a civil war that consumed all of our attention. When he and his army flew across the border, the continent was barely more than a pile of rubble. All they did was light it on fire," she said. The white glow of her hair suddenly crimson.

I ran my hands through my own hair. Her story made sense, but that still didn't explain why she wanted me to help.

"So, where do I fit into this, and why did you say this would be your weapon?" I asked, pointing to my lap with my second question.

Desmira looked up at me with a fire in her eyes. The red glow leaving her hair and the white returning. she rubbed her hand across my thigh. For the first time, I noticed the blue glowing symbols that ran up and down her arms. They flashed across my pant leg as her hand moved. I stared at them, wondering what they meant.

"Malzoreth couldn't actually kill us gods. He isn't that powerful. Instead, he separated us from our powers and locked us away. With your … "appendage" as our weapon, we can release the only power in this world strong enough to break his stranglehold over us all," she said.

I followed her hands with my eyes and tried to keep up with her logic. I felt like she was mistaken, like she thought I was capable of more than I actually was.

"You do realize I'm not a warrior, right?" I asked, suddenly feeling like this was too much for me even before she explained what she wanted to do with my dick.

"I know exactly who you are, Kael, son of Klymon. You're a slave from a long line of slaves," she said. Her hand slid inside my thigh and rested on my manhood. I started to harden under her touch. She stroked me slowly from over my pants as she continued.

"I also know that you have never reserved yourself to merely being a slave physically or in any other way. You have been waiting for a chance to break free and start a real life. That's why I know you are the person I need for this task," she said as my pant leg disintegrated under her hand.

"I threw my head back and groaned as she took me in her hand.

"Why do we keep ending up in this situation?" I asked, as she devoted more attention to my stiffening dick.

"I'm the goddess of physical love. It would be insubordinate of me to ignore that responsibility. Now will you help me?" she asked and ran her thumb over my engorged tip.

Her touch was intense. It consumed all of my mind and made me want to climb on top of her. Was that her power, or simply what happened when a woman touched me there? I shook my head to clear away the naughty thoughts and tried to refocus.

"Wha…what would I have to do?" I managed to say as she ran her fingers over my balls and sent my brain spiraling.

"I want you to use this rather large tool you have here and visit each of my five priestesses. They are in a situation similar to mine. Use this tool to unlock their locked away powers and restore me to my full status." she never looked above my lap as she spoke. 

"How am I supposed to do that? I don't know how to do anything but haul rocks?" I asked, running my hand through her long silky hair. Everywhere my hand touched her hair it the glow turned from white to red. 

"Don't worry about that. I'm sure you'll learn quickly. Just say yes," she said, moving her face slowly downward.

There was no way she was about to do what it looked like she was about to do. My heart pounded at the thought of what her mouth would feel like wrapped around my hardness.

"If you become my champion, you can have more than that," she said, responding to my thoughts again.

That statement did it for me. I wanted everything she was offering. I was also tired of waiting for the right time to escape. Every time I gathered the courage to go through with it, there was a storm or something else that gave me an excuse to give up again. I was ready to live. 

"Okay, I'll do it. I'll be your champion," I said.

"Wonderful, let's get started," she said before running her tongue from the base of my dick to the tip.

There was an explosion inside my chest that sent ripples throughout my body. The feeling was overpowering and forced me to lie flat on my back as electricity coursed through me. I gripped the sheets as my body buzzed. This was too much. I felt like I was going to explode.

"Don't worry, I'm really good at helping people finish properly," Desmira said, and then her warm mouth devoured me. A sound like something I had never heard before escaped from my mouth as the room faded to white.