Something wet and hot woke her. Sekhmet turned to her right, or at least tried to, but an object stopped her. She was restrained. She yawned and stretched as far as she could. This was a new feeling and experience. She has never slept or felt worn out and tired like now.
These mortal ...... acts were new to her. She smiled and looked at the heavy weight that was wrapped around her, pinning her body down. Urmah was lying on top of her. His body was heavy and solid, crushing her small one, but she didn’t mind at all.
This was what she has always wanted and dreamed about. This is the feeling of belonging that everyone one else knew and lived through but her. This small, intimate act was denied by her cruel father.
“But no more Sese.” Tiye’s little voice swept through her mind. She smiled at the endearment name she had given her and closed her eyes, burrowing deep under Urmah, seeking his warmth.