One Wish

Pharai 

"Suetekh, 'atawasal 'iilayk. Faqat almunsaniy," I whispered against his lips as I fervently rolled my hips against his. My skin felt like it was burning up with every passing second that if I did not have him in me, I felt that I would lose my mind. (I'm begging you. Just touch me.)

"Pharai," he shook his head as my lips moved from his to bite, nibble, suck and kiss the skin of his jaw all the way down to his neck. His skin was strangely tasted like baklava and I simply could not get enough of it. 

Did everything about gods taste this intoxicating or was it simply because Suetekh was my mate? My tongue flicked out so I could lick his delicious skin and a moan rose from my throat each time. Never in my life had I experienced such primal lust for someone.