"Come here, Nyx," he ordered in a low and rough voice. "I want your mouth on me."
Nyx's circuitry flared brightly at the command.
The powerful Goddess didn't hesitate for even a second. She waded through the water until she stood between his spread thighs.
"You're so hard for me…" she whispered reverently. Her hand wrapped around the thick base of his cock, giving it a slow, testing stroke. Zen let out a low groan at the contact.
Nyx leaned forward and pressed a soft, almost worshipful kiss to the swollen tip.
Then another.
Her tongue darted out, licking away a bead of precum before she slowly dragged her warm tongue along the entire underside of his shaft, tracing the thick vein there.
Zen's hand moved to the back of her head, fingers threading through her wet hair.
"Don't tease," he growled softly.
Nyx moaned at the gentle command and opened her mouth wider.
