Thoth by Alessa Thorn

23

Kema found Thoth in the library, pouring over books on his overflowing desk. He looked up when she entered, a flash of relief on his face before it was gone again.

“Hey, I didn’t expect to see you up,” she said.

“Evidently, if you’re only sneaking back in,” Thoth replied, looking back down at his book.

Kema folded her arms. “I wasn’t sneaking. I went out and saw Hermes for a while. What’s got you so agitated?”

“You didn’t even leave me a note. I woke up and couldn’t find you. I…never mind. It doesn’t matter.” He sounded annoyed, but Kema was getting good at reading Thoth’s moods and saw through it.

“You thought I had run away again?” she guessed.

Thoth fidgeted in his chair. “I wouldn’t blame you if you wanted to. Did Hermes ask you to go back to Greece with him?”

“How did you know?”

Thoth gave a small, bitter laugh. “Because it’s what I would do.”

“Do you want me to go?” Kema asked softly, the raw part inside of her throbbing.

Thoth twisted his pen about in his hands, before getting up and going to a bookshelf. “Maybe going with him would be a good idea. He’s a jackass but would treat you well.”

Kema followed him, not willing to let him walk away from her. “That’s not an answer, Thoth. Do you want me to go to Greece?”

“It doesn’t matter what I want, Kema. It’s your life, and he is your family. I’m just…” He broke off, getting more flustered by the second. “As I said, it’s your choice, and only you can make it.”

“Wow, you really can’t give me a straight answer, can you?” Kema demanded, poking him in the shoulder so he would turn and look at her.

“Stop trying to provoke me,” Thoth growled, eyes flashing.

Kema poked him again. “Oh, I’ll fucking provoke you if that’s what it takes to get a straight answer from you. Do you want me to go to Greece or stay here with you? It’s a pretty simple question, Thoth. What’s the matter? You don’t want me around now that you finally got a few fucks out of your system?”

Thoth pushed her hand out of the way and pinned her to the shelves, his arms coming down on either side of her. “Is that what you really think? That I only wanted you for a few fucks?”

Thoth got in her face, while Kema’s temper and nervous butterflies were fighting for supremacy. “I’m trying to do what’s best for you. I’m a selfish bastard, and giving you this choice is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I won’t bind you to me, Kema, not if you want to be somewhere else.”

“And if I don’t want to be somewhere else?” Kema whispered.

“Tell me that you want to stay, that you haven’t enchanted me, and this mad and reckless thing I’m feeling is real.” Thoth stroked her cheek with his thumb. “Or tell me to let you go.”

“Love is a con though, right?” Kema said, breath too tight in her chest.

“Not mine,” Thoth replied. He held her gaze for a second longer, before he began to pull away.

Kema grabbed him, dragged him closer, and down to her mouth. “Then there’s nowhere I’d rather be.”

Thoth kissed her, tilting her head back and devouring her mouth like he couldn’t breathe without it. Everything about the kiss, the intensity, the urgency of his lips and hard hands clasping her face made her feel just how much he wanted her. It was irresistible. He was irresistible, and Kema had never felt so wanted. Thoth kissed her like she was vital.

Kema pulled at his shirt, undoing the buttons so she could touch his warm skin and hard body. Thoth dragged her away from the bookshelf, walking her backwards until she bumped into the edge of his desk.

With a swipe of his arm, he pushed everything off the surface. Kema didn’t have time to express her surprise at the way he trashed his research because he was lifting her up and putting her on the table.

Thoth’s hands went under her dress, softly caressing up her thighs, setting her on fire. She ripped his shirt the rest of the way off, breaking their relentless kiss so she could lick the ankh in the center of his chest.

Thoth groaned, and with a quick tug, he pulled the bow at her neck, and the straps holding up her halter dress fell down. He pressed her back on the desk and kissed her free breasts, sucking and stroking them until a trail of small red marks dotted her skin.

Squirming and impatient, she reached for his belt. Lightning fast, Thoth grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. With a devilish smile, he whispered something under his breath. Magic hissed in the air and bound her hands.

“That’s not playing fair,” Kema complained, trying to pull herself free. Thoth watched her heavy breasts bounce while she struggled, and his smile widened.

“Who said I’m interested in playing fair?” he purred, and goosebumps streaked straight to her clit. His eyes drifted over her, and her nipples hardened even further. He licked two of his fingers with slow intent that had her growing wetter with anticipation.

“Enjoy this while it lasts. Soon I’ll know how to undo magical binds, and then you’ll be sorry,” she threatened.

Kema thought she was going to scream in frustration as he slid his wet fingers under the edge of her panties. He stroked her, parting her, and chuckled softly.

“I can feel how much you hate being at my mercy.” Thoth ran two fingers slowly up and down her sex, adding a little pressure with each swipe. Kema’s hips bucked up, desperate to feel those fingers inside of her.

Thoth wasn’t in the mood to give her what she wanted. He continued his slow, purposeful assault on her until she was groaning, straining against her bonds. Just when she thought she couldn’t handle the pressure any longer, light burst behind her eyes, and she came loudly against his hand. Thoth leaned down over her and kissed the scream of pleasure right out of her.

“Please, please,” Kema whispered.

“Please, what, my love?” Thoth asked, the fingers in her pants flicked against her clit, ripping another gasp from her throat.

“Please, fuck me,” she begged loudly.

“All you needed to do was ask.” Thoth’s tongue lightly licked her top lip, and with sudden violence, he tore her panties off. Without hesitation, Thoth plunged inside of her in one hard thrust.

Kema wrapped her legs around him, but Thoth grabbed them and lifted them up and over his shoulders, his hands clamping down on her thighs and keeping them in place as he pounded mercilessly into her. It felt so damn good, Kema thought she was losing her mind.

“Look at me,” Thoth commanded. His eyes and voice were full of magic, his body shimmering with pure power. “Say you’ll be mine, Kema.”

“I am—” Kema bucked hard, her body torn between pleasure and pain. Fighting to get enough breath in her lungs, she gasped. “I’m already yours, Thoth.”

A look of pure joy passed over his savage face, and he pushed deep inside of her, bending down to kiss her.

“And don’t you ever forget it,” he growled.

“Don't make me then,” Kema replied. She liked this dominant, sexy side of him and wanted more.

Thoth snarled a curse and pulled out. With incredible strength, he flipped her and bent her over the desk. Gripping her hair, he pulled her head back and kissed her, teeth nipping at her lips.

“Are you going to just sit there, or are you going to fuck me?” she panted against his mouth. Thoth bit her lip, dragging one of her legs up and propping it on the edge of the desk, before thrusting back into her. The position exposed her, put her entirely under his control, and she loved it.

He filled her completely with every hard pump, driving her towards an edge she had never been before. Kema managed to open her eyes and looked behind her. Thoth stared at where they were joined, face worshipful.

His hand went underneath her, and as soon as he touched her clit, Kema screamed, coming hard enough that she momentarily blacked out. Her inner walls gripped his cock so tight, Thoth cursed as he hurtled through his own release.

Thoth rested his forehead against her shoulder and kissed the curve of her spine before placing her leg down. Kema felt the second the magic released her wrists, but she didn’t move, couldn’t. Her whole body felt disconnected, mind adrift.

“I’m glad we are figuring out how to reunite a ka with a body, because I think you just banged mine out,” she said breathlessly, making Thoth laugh softly against her.

He ran his hands tenderly over her legs and lifted her underwear back up. Kema let him fix her skirts and retie her dress. He patted her ruined braid, his smile so gorgeous, it sent the flutters in her stomach into a riot. Those three dangerous words burned on her tongue like a spell.

“Would you come to Greece with me sometime?” she asked instead, slowly buttoning up his shirt.

“Hmm, I’ll consider it after you deal with the rest of the creatures you unleashed. How long do you want to stay there?” Thoth replied.

“It all depends on how long it takes you to look at all the manuscripts and magical artefacts Hades found in Darius Drakos’s possession.”

Thoth’s expression shifted from cautious to curious. “What manuscripts and magical artefacts?”

“I’m not sure. They don't have anyone interested or qualified to go through it all. Hermes thought it might be something that you would be interested in,” Kema replied, stroking his lower back.

“Well, he’s probably not smart enough to really know what he’s looking at,” Thoth replied. “Hades would be better off getting someone more experienced to take an inventory of it.”

“That was my thought exactly. I could learn some magic from Hecate and Hermes and stay out of your way so I don’t distract you.”

“You are very distracting.” Thoth kissed her softly, a gleam of triumph lighting up in his eyes. “You said that you were mine.”

“I did,” Kema agreed, doing his belt back up.

Thoth’s head tilted in a curiously bird like gesture. “Do you love me, Kema?”

Kema kissed the curve of his jaw and pressed her palm against his groin. “You are going to have to fuck me again to find out, God of Magic.”

Thoth grabbed her by the waist and looked about to do just that when a high-pitched whistle echoed through the stacks.

“Hey! Anyone up here?” Hermes called. Thoth waved a hand, and all of his books and papers flew up, off the floor and onto the desk. Hermes appeared a second later. “Ah, here you two are.”

“What do you want now?” Thoth asked.

Hermes looked at Kema. “I was invited. You didn’t tell him?”

Kema looked at Thoth apologetically. “Sorry, I asked him to come and have a look at Anubis. I was going to tell you, but you used dick magic to distract me.”

Hermes laughed at Thoth’s mortified expression. “More eyes will be better on a problem like this, Thoth, old boy. Let’s go downstairs and find Anubis. I need a drink, and it smells like sex in here. You both need a hairbrush. And a wash,” Hermes said with a grin. He turned around and headed back the way he came. “Sort yourselves out and come join me, you animals.”

Thoth waited until they were alone before giving her his classic disapproving look down his nose. “Dick magic?”

Kema stifled a giggle against his chest before kissing his cheek and going to find a hairbrush.