Extra's Pov: The Goddess Wants Me To Conquer Milfs

Daenerys’s fingers tightened around his shaft, the soap making every glide impossibly slick. Water streamed over them both, steam curling around their bodies, fogging the glass and mirror until the world reduced to just the two of them, the heat, the scent of sandalwood and her arousal mingling in the air.

Logan’s hands found her hips, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh just above her pelvis. He watched her work his cock, slow, deliberate strokes, her thumb circling the head each time she reached the tip, smearing pre-cum into the lather.

"Like this?" she asked, voice honeyed, her gaze locked on his.

"Exactly like that," he breathed, his fingers digging into her skin.

She dropped to her knees.

The motion was fluid, practiced, but still carried that playful edge, the mischievous glint in her violet eyes never fading. Water cascaded over her shoulders, plastering her hair to her scalp, running in rivulets down her spine, pooling in the small of her back. She looked up at him from beneath wet lashes, her lips parted, tongue tracing the corner of her mouth.

"Let me show you how thorough I can be," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the spray.

Her hands slid up his thighs, slick with water and soap, then wrapped around the base of his cock. She held him steady, her gaze never leaving his, before she leaned forward and took the head into her mouth.

The heat of her tongue, the suction, and the way her lips sealed around him sent a jolt through Logan. His hips jerked involuntarily, and his hand flew to the tile wall for support. She hummed in approval, the vibration traveling through his shaft, and began to move.

She took him deeper, inch by inch, her tongue swirling along the underside. Her fingers cradled his balls, massaging gently as she worked his cock with her mouth. She set a slow, teasing rhythm, pulling back until only the tip remained, then sliding forward again, her throat accepting him fully.

Logan’s head fell back, his breath ragged. The water drummed against his shoulders, steam wrapping around him like a second skin. He fisted his hand in her wet hair, not to guide her, just to feel the strands slip between his fingers.

Daenerys moaned around him, the sound low and satisfied. She pulled off with a wet pop, gasping for air, then licked a stripe from base to tip, her tongue tracing the vein along the side.

"You taste good this morning," she said, her voice husky, her lips swollen. "All that tension from your upgrade release, I think."

She didn’t wait for a reply. She took him again, this time faster, more urgent. Her head bobbed, her hand working the base in counterpoint. Slide, suck, stroke. Each motion drew him closer to the edge.

Logan felt the pressure building, coiling low in his gut. He tugged her hair, trying to pull her away, but she only doubled her efforts, moaning, humming, her tongue flicking at the sensitive spot beneath the head.

"Daenerys..." he warned, his voice strained.

She didn’t stop. She looked up at him, her violet eyes dark with hunger, and took him deeper. Her throat contracted around him, and that was it. He came with a groan, hips bucking, emptying into her mouth in hot, thick spurts. She swallowed, her throat working, her tongue lapping at him through every pulse until he softened in her mouth.

She pulled back, a satisfied smile curving her lips, a single drop of cum sliding down her chin. She wiped it with her thumb, licked it clean.

"Good morning," she said, echoing his earlier words, her voice dripping with smugness.

Logan laughed, breathless, pulling her to her feet. He pressed her against the cool tile, water streaming over them both, and kissed her, deep and lingering, tasting himself on her tongue. His hands roamed her body, down her waist, over her hips, fingers sliding between her thighs. She was slick, not just from the water. Her arousal coated his fingers as he parted her folds.

"My turn," he murmured against her lips.

She gasped as he slid two fingers inside her. She was tight and hot, her inner walls clenching around him immediately. He worked them in and out slowly, his thumb circling her clit in lazy motions, mirroring the pace she had used on him.

"Fuck, Logan..." Her breath hitched, her head falling back against the tile.

He kissed her throat, her collarbone, the curve of her breast. Her nipples were hard, pebbled against his chest as he pressed his body against her. He added a third finger, stretching her, and she cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Yes, there... right there..."

He watched her face, the way her eyes fluttered, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed. The water ran over her, plastering her hair to her skin, making her look wild and beautiful and utterly undone by his touch.

He withdrew his fingers, earning a whimper of protest, then dropped to his knees.

Now it was his turn to look up at her. She was spread open for him, her pussy glistening, swollen, ready. He leaned forward, lapping at her clit with the flat of his tongue, tasting the salt of water and the sweetness of her arousal.

Daenerys’s hand slapped against the tile, her fingers finding his hair, gripping tight. He worked her slowly, teasingly, just as she had done to him. He circled her clit, then sucked it between his lips, flicking his tongue across the sensitive nub. Her hips bucked against his mouth, her moans echoing off the tiles.

"Please... don’t stop..."

He didn’t. He slid two fingers back inside her, curling them upward, hitting that rough patch of nerves that made her gasp and swear. He sealed his lips around her clit, sucking hard as he fucked her with his fingers, and she came undone.

Her body arched, her thighs clamping around his head, her cry swallowed by the drumming water. He felt her pulse against his tongue, felt her walls clench around his fingers, and he kept going, lighter now, softer, drawing out every last tremor until she collapsed against the tiles, breathing hard.

He rose, water streaming off him, and kissed her forehead, her nose, her lips. She smiled against his mouth, weak and satisfied.

"Thorough enough?" she asked, her voice breathy.

"I’d say so."

They stood under the spray, holding each other, steam rising around them. The water began to cool, and Daenerys shivered, pressing closer.

"Turn it off," she murmured.

He reached past her and twisted the valve. The water stopped, leaving them dripping, skin slick and clean. He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her, then another for himself.

They stepped out of the shower, leaving puddles on the floor. Daenerys sat on the edge of the sink, towel clinging to her curves, watching him dry his hair. Her expression softened, the playful edge fading into something warmer.

"I mean it," she said quietly. "Thank you. For staying. For last night."

Logan paused, towel draped over his shoulders. He crossed to her, cupped her damp cheek, and kissed her softly.

"You don’t have to thank me."

She leaned into his touch. "I know. But I wanted to."

He pulled her into a hug, the towel falling away, her bare body pressed against his. They stood there, wet and warm, as the morning sun crept higher, spilling golden light across the bathroom floor.

A flicker of energy pulsed through Logan’s chest, subtle and steady, like a second heartbeat. He felt the change before he could name it.

Daenerys pulled back, eyes wide. "It’s done."

He looked down at his hands. Something was different. He could feel the origin ability settling into his bones, a new power humming beneath his skin.

"What does it feel like?" she asked.

"Like I’m awake," he said slowly. "Like everything before was half-asleep."

She smiled, genuine and proud. "We’ll figure it out together. After school."

He grinned, grabbing her towel and wrapping it around her again. "After school."

They dressed in comfortable silence, the memory of the shower still clinging to their skin, a promise of more to come.

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Author’s Note: Happy new month. The next Chapter marks the hundredth Chapter. There are still so many things happening in the novel. I’m really excited to see how far this novel will go. I promise I won’t drop it. Thanks for following so far. It really makes me very happy.