“Samuel is saying we’re talking too much.” The god chuckled as he watched her eyes. He groaned one more time as she settled herself down on him, and he found himself fully within her. “He is feeling everything this body does. I am giving him that much.” That smile on his lips would show his amusement at that. Samuel couldn’t control anything his body did, but he would feel every pleasure Ma’at’s vessel gave to him. “I experience everything he does, and he has always been aware those times I’ve taken over. We are very similar, Ma’at.”
He closed his eyes for a moment as he forced himself to focus on his words. Damn the mortals and their pleasure, it was so hard to focus as her body began to slide on him. His tongue flicked out to lick his lips, an entirely mortal reaction to her touch. “Wild. Whores, loose women. Those who would do anything a man wanted them to do.” Okay, perhaps it wasn’t true, but Thoth was from a much different culture than the American one.
He gave her breasts another squeeze, before he leaned up to take one of her breasts into his mouth, and nipped at her nipple and skin. “Yes.” He said as his lips vibrated against that soft flesh. “We have much to learn. Next time we shall have to spend all night learning of each other.”