Awaken Desires

by NightSkyWonderer

When a succubus is released from her prison, she hungers for power unlike anything unknown. After casting an aphrodisiac spell upon Superman and Wonder Woman, they must gain control of their inner desires of pure passion or be lost in tainted lust.

7. Moments In Paradise

Moments In Paradise

Clark and Diana's Apartment

Rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Clark slowly opened his striking blue eyes.

The first thing he saw was the familiar bright red digits of his alarm clock on his nightstand. It said that it was 8:24 AM.

He hadn't expected to sleep this much and till this late...well, it was late for him. But the warm feeling of her body pressed against his own was something so amazing. The soft, light snoring and mumbling sound from her pouty lips was such a soft, lovely melody to him and he found it adorable. The way his Goddess would cling to him at night, holding him tight, made him realize there was no other way he would want to wake up. There was no other person he would rather have cuddling into the side of his body either.

Clark felt the soft curls tickle his neck as Diana shifted, pulling her closer to him and snuggling deeper into his neck. A part of her face was covered by her long, silky smooth raven hair. He slowly raised his hand to push it out of her face. Clark's heart fluttered when her lips pressed against his skin. The Amazon's curvaceous body was covering him almost completely. Diana had one leg thrown over Clark's legs, an arm wrapped around him, and her head was resting on his shoulder. Clark looked once again at his beloved Goddess, loving the way the sheets shaped around her figure. He couldn't help but notice how every curve of her fit against his body perfectly. She completed him like a missing piece of a puzzle. It gave him a strong feeling of euphoria.

Diana made a soft sound somewhere between a hum and a moan as she started to wake from her slumber. Clark looked down at Diana as he brought his free hand to the tangled raven curls and slowly ran his fingers through them. Diana hummed again and pulled Clark closer to her. Clark smiled slightly and bent his head down to drop a kiss atop Diana's head, slowly taking in the scent of her hair. It was a subtle and sweet smell that Clark had grown used to smelling everywhere. In his bed was certainly his favorite place to smell it, though.

His mind drifted to all the intimacy and passion they shared last night - wild night! Wild, wild night! He thought. It was wild, unpredictable, beautiful, and sensual. The way he sank deep inside her, their alignment, their entwinement, their coupled warmth, and the way their soaking flesh connected like forever.

When he felt a soft kiss being pressed to his neck, he knew Diana was awake. Warm cerulean blue eyes soon opened and then Diana leaned her head up so she could press her lips to Clark's. There was something about the feeling of Diana's full lips against his that made his heart make an odd flip-flop as they kissed. It was soft and sweet; lips brushed together slowly and tongues tenderly stroked and circled each other. Clark brought his hand to Diana's cheek and his fingers brushed her soft skin as they ended their kiss with a few lingering pecks.

"Good Morning, Beloved," she said groggily and yawned.

"Morning, Beautiful," he replied with a smile and captured her lips again.

How could she be so beautifully sexy and adorable at the same time? Clark wondered.

Diana moaned feeling his thick, hard member pressing against her leg. She reached a hand down between their bodies and wrapped her hand around its impressive size to stroke her lover's length. Clark moaned against her lips as she peeled his foreskin down and ran her hand up and down his length. She could feel him twitch under her touch.

"Good Morning, Junior," she giggled softly.

"Hmm...so you do realize you were having an inappropriate dream." His voice was husky.

"Was I?" She laughed, her cheeks flushing.

"It was about me," he smirked, his eyes dancing around her face.

"Hmm, maybe." She looked away unwilling to give him the satisfaction, freeing her hand from his phallus.

"It was totally about me. You were calling out so profusely." He exaggerated. "Clark! Kal! Clark! Take me harder!" He mumbled jokingly into her ear.

"Ok, alright!" She blushed, hiding her face in his neck.

His morning scent peeked her desire and she nipped his neck as an instinct.

"Diana..." he obscenely sounded shortly.

She could feel the vibrations of a chuckle through his chest, and she smiled, lifting her head to meet his lust-filled stare.

"I'm pretty sure I said that all night too anyway." her eyes blushing.

"True. Yes, you did." He kissed her slowly, nibbling on her pouting bottom lip, then pulled back.

His hands slid down over her bare curves to her voluptuous cakes he loved so much giving a gentle squeeze.

"You know, this just feels so different. We've stayed the night together but living together now brings a whole new feeling I enjoy."

"I love you," he whispered his lips once again find their way to hers.

Diana tried to mutter it back, but it came out as a garbled, happy moan. Of course, that only encouraged him more to grope her ass tighter.

---

Mount Olympus

Eros looked down into the scrying pool with a satisfied smile.

"Up to no good as always, Cupid?" Strife asked.

"Call me that again and a bullet will be going through your skull." threatened the Cupid

"Oooh...someone's on edge. Who is it? The Succubus again?" Strife backed up.

"Our friend, Valeria, seems to still harbor feelings for Dionysus." Eros replied.

"I'm still trying to understand how could that be. A Succubus in love?" Strife laughed.

"Be it a mortal, god, demon, or any other creatures, Strife, love happens," said Cupid.

"That is impossible. Gods and Demons do not revel in such tedious things. It's inconceivable. Dionysus is his father's son." Strife smirked. "Just as Diana is her father's daughter and the daughter of the slut Queen of the Amazons."

Eros frowned. "What are you saying?"

"Do you truly believe she loves that alien? It is in her nature to have such a being bow at her feet."

"Strife, you know nothing. You are just as bitter as your Mother."

"Careful Eros, my Mother is your Queen."

"Your empty threats are nothing. Just as I warned the Succubus, Diana and Kal-El are not to be meddled with. Both of you will regret it."

Strife smiled deviously. "I like my odds, Eros. A little discourse to fuel the passion."

---

Back with Clark and Diana

Clark licked his lips and smiled at Diana as she sat up, facing away from him. Clark had never known anyone else who could look so beautiful in the morning - though, he was very biased when it came to the topic. In his opinion, and well actually it was a fact, there was nobody more beautiful than the woman that was in the bed with him. It was a natural beauty that had nothing to do with makeup or clothes, those he was sure Diana could really go without at all times, it was all about the beauty that radiated from inside the Amazonian Goddess.

Clark sat up and went behind Diana's body, wrapping his arms around her as he pressed a kiss on her shoulder. Diana smiled one of those ridiculously sweet smiles at him and then placed her hands over Clark's. Clark kissed her shoulder again and then moved his lips to her neck and placed an open-mouthed kiss there. He moved his lips all the way to Diana's ear and for a moment he just let his breath wash over her as he replayed the past few months of pure bliss in his mind. He was more than grateful to finally reach a place in his life where everything was working for him and he could see nothing other than happiness in his life. He had Diana to thank for most of it, he was sure.

Clark sucked her ear into his mouth and lightly bit on it, knowing very well that it was one of her weaknesses.

"Mmm," Diana hummed and Clark smirked against her ear. "Darling, we have a briefing to get to," she barely got out before a deep moan slipped out.

Clark gave her ear one last nip, wanting to awaken the beast he knew he could make come out within seconds.

"There's no rush," he whispered into her ear in that silky tone that he knew Diana loved.

"No...no...no, rush but staying in bed and missing the briefing is so tempting."

She pulled back so they could share another quick kiss. Diana hummed into the kiss and then pulled back to look into the deep pools of blue that were shining brightly as the sun made contact with them.

"Have I ever told you how handsome you are?" Diana licked her lips as her eyes gleamed.

Diana's lips pressed a kiss to his once again. Clark's heart sped up and Diana melted against his chest as their lips molded and their tongues searched.

However, it ended too soon, and Diana found herself following Clark's lips as he pulled away.

"I love you," he rushed out in a breath.

"I know," she responded cockily, which earned her a playful nip on her lip, making her giggle. "I love you, too," she smiled softly and closed the space between their mouths once again.

---

2 hours later - WatchTower: Briefing Room

Their eyes lock from across the table, only seeing the very souls of the other as they battle their innermost carnal urges. They had long sense-tuned out what was being said by Batman and Cyborg.

Diana could feel butterflies flying around in her stomach. Her eyes fierce and confident, never blinking, her gaze never wavering. Clark returned with equal fervor, his eyes boring into hers. And he gets it.

He smiled and she smiled back, tentatively. It was as though they were constantly undressing each other with their eyes. The way that they watched each other, the way that they caught each other's eye just right when nobody else was looking or had noticed this. No one had said anything - yet.

The heat from his gaze smoldered into her, filling her with a steady throb that she couldn't ignore. His eyes sank into her so deeply, it was as though they were a part of her and she relished in them.

The flutter of her eyelids would send shockwaves through his entire body, making him putty in her hands. And then, when Diana thought she could take no more, the dip of his stare down her body gave her no doubts as to his intentions. It made her squirm, and yearn for more, even while she glanced about to make sure no one else was watching.

Diana in her uniform that managed to show even more skin, thanks to her breastplate and star-spangled bottom. She looked scrumptious to him.

And he in his Kryptonian tights flashing his chest muscles and godly thighs...

Yes, it was eye-sex and they couldn't get enough of it.

"Superman? Are you listening?" Batman asked irritated.

"What? Uh…"

Suddenly, the WatchTower alert went off.

The monitor screen showed a large man in vintage medieval leather armor with a sword in hand. His face was severely burned with only one eye.

"What the hell is that?!" Shazam questioned.

"Looks like a demon from Tartarus," Wonder Woman said standing up.

Superman stood up as well. "Diana and I will handle this."

"Oh, sure, you two will go to be all flirty and smoochy!" Shazam teased.

"No, we're not!" Superman and Wonder Woman retorted in unison.

Batman narrowed his eyes and sighed turning around.

Clark and Diana glanced at each other blushing as they flew off out of the briefing room.

"Taking bets now on the what level of the weird flirty stuff?" asked Shazam.

"It's not even a bet, kid," Green Lantern said.

---

Bossier City, Louisiana

"Hear me, Mortals! I am Xanathe! You all will now have the honor of becoming valued sacrifices! Come forth!" Xanathe inhaled deeply and grinned devilishly.

Superman and Wonder Woman came flying down in between Xanathe and civilians.

"Ah, not one but two Gods, have come to challenge me. It shall be an honorable death!" Xanathe declared and raised the sword.

"The honor of death will be all yours demon!" Wonder Woman rushed in with the first strike.

Xanathe flew miles away with the strike.

Adjusting his vision back from the impact, "Ah, Princess. It's so delicious to finally be in your presence. The daughter of Zeus. Why don't we rule this world together?"

"That sure as hell will never happen!" Superman said as he punched him sending him flying into an unoccupied building.

The building collapsed and exploded with Xanathe inside.

"Kal, I have this. Make sure everyone else is away and safe." Diana noticed the civilians running away from buildings and cars to take cover.

"Di…" he stopped in mid-air before shooting a laser from his red eyes.

Xanathe collapsed again on its feet.

She said reassuringly. "I have this. Go."

He quickly flew off to the bystanders still running to safety.

"Alright. It's just you and me, demon," said Diana cracking her knuckles and clenching her fists tight.

Xanathe mocked in return "Ha! Come to me, Princess..." Suggestively licking his lips.

Diana smirked and launched at him.

The battle began.

She did not hesitate nor relent her strikes. She dodged most of them only getting hit once in her arm but that did not stop her from attacking.

"Yes! Yes! Princess! Now, this is a fight! A true opponent!" He laughed amused relaxing his attacking stance.

Diana jumped over him and kicked him in his back knocking him across the street.

"Ha! It would be quite an adventure in my bed with you." He wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth.

Diana looked at him disgusted and dashed forward. Just as she was about to punch him. Xanathe grabbed her arm twisting it behind her. He inhaled the scent of her hair.

"Ah… you smell of divine power. Though a pity! You are uncleaned! The smell of that vile creature is all over you. The creature runs through your veins. Though, I guess I will have you both," he said sniffing in her hair.

"I don't think so!" Diana yelled back.

Diana slammed her head back on his forehead. He let go of her arm being knocked away. Diana wrapped her lasso around him yanking him back to her, kicking him in the head. She then flew up with him and slammed him to the ground.

Xanathe tried to stand but Diana placed her foot on his back and sword to his neck.

"Stay down," she warned.

"You are…you are exquisite, Princess," catching his breath

"Diana!" Superman called.

"I'm alright."

"I can see that."

Xanathe was flattened to the surface, Diana with her foot still on his back and sword to the back of his neck.

"Princess…" Xanathe chuckled. "You and your creature have passed this round, it seems. I'll take my leave." The surface sucked him in and he vanished like smoke.

"Wait a minute?! What?!" Clark questioned.

"He's gone!"

"What did he mean passed this round?" Clark wondered.

"I don't appreciate him calling you creature." She frowned putting her sword back in its sheath.

"He called me what?" He smiled and shrugged. "I am yours, Di. Don't worry about it. Let's get some of this cleaned up and there are some kids that want to meet you." He pointed to the kids at the end of the block. He had created a shield with their school bus covering them.

---

Valéria's Castle

"My Queen… My Empress…" Xanathe bowed. "Everything went as you expected. Princess Diana and her lover, Kal-El fought valiantly. She is the fighter and he, the protector. Their smell…"

"What of it?"

"It has intertwined. A disguise as one or the other can easily be detected."

"I see. Well, that goes that little plan. I was looking forward to playing the role of Diana. It would've brought me so much pleasure to seduce the Kryptonian. To know first hand what makes him so entranced by the Demi-Goddess and to have a taste of him myself. Though, it wouldn't be any fun if neither could play along. I guess I will try my efforts with something else."

"It has been an honor to serve you, Empress."

"Thank you, Xanathe. That will be all for now."

"Ah, Valéria, you haven't changed one bit."

Valéria raised her brow. "Strife? Oh, what a surprise. You certainly have changed."

"You like the look? As the time change, you know."

"Yes...yes...and what brings you here, Goddess of Discord? The last time I've seen you was in Milan or Guatemala? What was that? At least a century ago. Quite a revelry we got ourselves in."

"As I recall, it was you and Dionysus."

Valéria rolled her eyes.

"Oh, right. Apologies, Valéria. I wasn't aware that was still such a touchy subject. I shall make it up to you. That is why I am here anyway. I spoke with Eros about my dear sister, Diana and her pet lover, Kal-El."

Valéria smirked.

"Hoping for a Minajatwa?" Strife asked.

"Ah, yes...yes...that was the initial plan. Your sister and her lover exudes such power, so much passionate. I wanted it all to myself. To be the Succubi Queen I once was. But to my surprise, they have evolved into something more. The purity of their love and devotion has changed my perspective."

Strife sighed dramatically. "Yes, it seems we've all became victims of this love affair. Protected under the Gods and Fates." Strife smiled deviously. "But it's not to say we can't have a little fun. Add a little more fire."

"Hmm...?" Valéria stood up from her throne quite intrigued. "Do tell."

"I'm sure you have a servant or two to spare. Let's continue this little chat over a glass of Romanée Conti."

---

Back at the WatchTower: Monitor Room

Clark took Diana's hand. "I'll meet you in the shower. I just need a minute with Bruce."

"Okay." Diana kissed his cheek. "Don't be too long."

"I won't." Clark smiled proudly watching Diana walk away.

When she turned the corner, he flew off quickly to the monitoring room.

"Alright, Bruce. Let's make this quick," he said folding his arms.

"You two are…happy." Batman still in the monitor chair checking the fire in Vietnam through the radar. Flash and Impulse were on it.

"We are." Clark nodded his head agreeing.

"Just make sure your focus isn't swayed." Bruce watched the fire being put out one place to another at a rapid pace by the speedsters.

"Careful, Bruce. Your crossing the line of hypocrisy. I never questioned your relationship with Selina so why question mine with Diana? We know what our responsibilities are but for far too long we've put so much ahead instead of our happiness."

"I understand that. I'm just thinking of-" Batman paused abruptly knowing him well. Clark is smart enough to catch his mind.

"The team? What's between me and Diana is just that…between me and Diana. That's it," Clark said ending the argument.

Bruce sighed. "Clark, I am happy for both of you."

"You have a funny way of showing it," Clark followed immediately.

"I'm serious. I am. We just don't need anything compromised. You two are in the public eye. It's a risk. A weakness to exploit. I've already told you, if anything goes wrong, especially with Diana. Can you make the right choice?" he turned back to stare directly into his eyes.

"We seem to be in the same boat with the women we love, Bruce. It's a risk I'm willing to take. Whatever sacrifices Diana and I have to face, we will make the right choice and get through it together. As I said, it's me and her. That's it. So are you done? Is that all?"

"That's all."

"Later, Bruce." Clark left out taking a deep breath.

---

Wonder Woman's Quarters

Clark smiled hearing Diana's voice as the door slid open. She was already in the shower, singing a beautiful melody. As his suit degenerated he walked into the bathroom. He was now completely naked and he could see the wavy outline silhouette of his girlfriend's body through the glazing marbled glass sliding door of the shower. He stops just before entering to take a moment to just look at her... to really look at her.

Diana rolled her head back and let the hot water pour over her chest and neck, then turn to wet her hair and back. Steam boiled over the top of the shower and enveloped the room. The gathering steam distorts the view but does not obscure it completely. He entered quickly and secure the door behind him to retain the heat.

She must have heard the door close because he saw her head turn ever so slightly with a smile to acknowledge the clicking of the latch, and indication she knew of his presence.

"Sorry, it took longer than I expected."

"It's okay, Love. Work before pleasure."

Clark sensed a change in the room. The air became charged with an almost palpable sexual energy. He waited and watched for her next move. Her demeanor had changed. Where once she was standing still and letting the water cascade over her, now her hands have begun to dance over her body. This was no simple lathering as part of her daily routine. No... this was deliberate. This was salacious. As she turned her back to him and ran her hands down over her hips, bending ever so slightly to accentuate the swell of her perfectly round backside.

Clark felt a stirring in him, a thirst only she can slake began. His heart rate increased and beat hard in his chest. He watched as her hands traced distinct tracks over her body. Her hands cupped her breasts. She pinched one nipple between her finger and thumb and compressed delicately. She bit her lip, all too aware of what she was doing to him. He watched as one of her hands descend from her breast, sliding down her abdomen and beyond.

His heart was pounding now, and he felt it lower than his chest. The tick-ticking of his pulse was now evident in his rapidly growing erection. His face was flushed. In all his years, he had not known a lust greater than that which he had now for her.

Diana smiled to herself and bit her lip again as the fingertip from her middle finger traced a line straight down her stomach and to her center. She enjoyed seeing how hot she made Clark. She pressed a finger between her lower lips and drag slowly vertically, sliding easily due to her excitement and she shuddered as she grazes the nub of her clit. She uttered the coup-de-grace to this temptatious game and let out an unstifled moan knowing full well that Clark wouldn't be able to take any more.

He heard the audible release of her desire and he stepped closer to her, wrapping his arms around her and kissed her shoulder.

"You are so damn sexy," he whispered in her ear.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she let out a soft moan as his hands ran slowly up and down her sides. He then cupped her breasts, cupping them and giving a gentle squeeze.

"Love, what's wrong?" Diana asked snaking on his chest.

"Nothing," he said in a muted tone.

Diana slowly turned around to face him. "I can feel it in your hands. Now I can see it all over your face. What was said?"

He sighed. "Let's talk about it after our shower."

"Kal…?"

He smiled reassuringly and cupped her face bringing up into a passionate kiss. Their tongues swirl together. He held her close and kissed her harder pressing her against the side of the shower as the hot water rained down upon them. Diana could feel his erection pressed against her stomach and this increased the heat of her own lust.

They kissed deeply, with the warm water falling upon them. The fire in that kiss was hotter than anything that could have come out of the water heater and in an instant they knew that this shower would be like nothing they had had in quite some time.

As the kissing continued, Clark started letting his hands explore her body getting slick as the water ran down her sexy curvaceous body. Moving across her back they quickly found their way to her voluptuous ass and pulled her closer to him. In doing this, her amazing breasts pressed against his chest and he could feel her hardening nipples pressed into him. Feeling this, kissing and being with this goddess, Clark knew it wouldn't be long before his body began to show her just how turned on she was making him.

But he wanted more of this woman, and without pause one hand slipped between her legs and he felt how wet she was, and not from the water, this was the hot sticky liquid that only comes when a woman is getting aroused. Moaning through the kiss, he knew she enjoyed his touch and wanted more.

Her hands were doing the same, running her nails up and down his back and giving him that shiver that only a sexy woman can do. As his hand started exploring her center, he felt her hand as it made a bee-line for his manhood. Slowly at first, she began to stroke his manhood. She broke the kiss for a brief moment and stepped away to admire the object that she made stand at full attention, smiling at him all the while with so much unspoken passion and wanting.

Clark took this moment too, once again admiring her body, her smile, and her utter sexuality. But she was insatiable as her hand reached down again and wrapped around his member as they breathed into each other's mouths. Diana could feel him quiver and smile at her touch. She slowly started to stroke him, squeezing at the base and pulling up the length.

Clark kissed and bit her neck and moan as she dragged his foreskin down and slid her thumb over the tip. Diana could feel his moan originate deep within him and resonated through to her throat where his lips were.

Clark bent his neck to her breasts, surrounding a nipple with his mouth, taking her between his teeth and suckling gently. His teeth apply pressure and dug his bite to the peak. Diana's hand stroked up and down his member faster now as she felt it throbbing in her hand. She pulled his mouth back to hers and stood on her tip-toes, parting her legs slightly. She bit his lip as she rubbed the head of his length between her wet nether lips. Clark sucked air in through his teeth, barely restraining his overwhelming desire for her. Diana had been leaning into him and they were now two steps from the wall of the shower. Clark pressed one hand to her hip as the other cupped the back of her head, his fingers wound into her wet hair. Clark then pushed her back slightly to create some space between them and they both look down to watch as Diana jerked his member. Clark glanced up as Diana licked her lips hungrily.

Watching the water run over Diana's breasts. He picked up the body wash, squirting some onto the washcloth, and smiled.

"Time to get clean."

"Only to get dirty again at the same time."

He answered with a mischievous smile.

He switched places with her, moving her out of the water stream, and went to work lathering soap all over her body.

Diana closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Clark's hands on her body.

"Your hands feel so nice..." she told him.

He started at her neck and making his way down, not letting any surface go untouched, paying extra attention to her breasts and womanhood. As he cleaned her, he lightly ran a finger over her slit, feeling the wetness that wasn't just from the water.

Next, he put a pile of shampoo in his hands to massage it into her scalp.

"Oh by the Gods…Kal-El…"

Clark pushed her up against the shower wall and kissed her deeply. It was like heaven to feel his fingers on her scalp, his mouth connecting with hers, his body pushing up against hers in a soft restraining way.

Thinking that he had used enough soap for the two of them, she pulled Clark out from the water, turned around, and started rubbing her soapy ass over his length. Once she felt him starting to move with the motion of her hips in enjoyment, she turned around and began to run her hands over her breasts and then used the soap to clean the rest of Clark's body. She pushed him lightly back under the water and joined him there in an embrace, allowing the water to run over them both, clearing the soap and shampoo away.

Clark's hands began to roam over her breasts, lightly at first, rolling the nipples in between his fingers, pinching occasionally to change the sensations. As she began to squirm a little in pleasure, he bent over and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking vigorously, and increased the pressure and tempo on the other nipple. When she began to moan softly, he switched the attention between the two nipples, continuing until her moans became louder and he knew she was thoroughly aroused.

Clark looked into Diana's eyes and said, "you are so incredible. I can't get enough of you."

The steaming hot water was hitting both of them, and combined with their bodies being so close together, they were both red and hot.

Clark turned her around, his manhood now pressed up against her firm ass. He reached down and began to tease her clit gently, all while kissing and sucking on her neck up to her ear.

"Gods..." she moaned, pressing her ass against him. "Beloved you are such a tease..." she whined.

"It's just something about your reaction," he told her, kissing right behind her ear.

She moaned in response, and he kept rubbing her clit. She gripped his wrist as he kept going at it. Her voice has grown more hoarse and aroused, slipping two fingers into her wet center.

"Oh..." she moaned, her head tilting back. "You spoil me, touching me like this," she told him.

"My beautiful Goddess deserves to be spoiled. Every chance I get," he confidently told her.

"Oh, will you?" she teased.

"Promise."

He began to rub her g-spot, using the ever so famous "come here" motion.

She loved it, obviously, and moaned loudly.

Using his free hand, he reached up and cupped her large breast, groping it all while his manhood was pressed up against her ass. She began to grind against it as well.

"You're so... gifted...beloved," she said, biting her lower lip.

"Super in all ways but this is a gift for you," he teased back.

"Mmhh…I'm so in love with my incredibly sexy gift."

Clark smirked and began to pinch and tease her nipples, and she pressed back against him even harder.

She gripped his wrist tighter, her nails digging into his skin.

"Clark..." she moaned

"Diana..." he moaned back.

She slowly turned to face him, and he kissed her deeply.

All the while, she pressed down against his hand now, letting him rub her g-spot even easier now. Her moans were getting louder. He pinched her nipple hard, and she moaned excitedly into his mouth.

Clark fell back against the wall, taking her with him, and her moans were becoming more like whines now, pleading him not to stop.

And he doesn't.

Her body begins to quiver, and she was practically sucking on his tongue. Using his thumb, Clark began to tease and rub her clit as he fingers her, all while not taking his other hand off of her breast.

With one last push into him, her moans became louder, only muffled because his tongue was in her mouth, and he felt her body start to shake and rely more on him holding her up rather than her own legs.

Finally, she broke the kiss, and leaned into him, relying on him to make sure she didn't fall. Her breathing was heavy, and she didn't speak, only moaned and panted.

He smiled, kissing her.

Then he turned her around and bent her over. He admires how sexy she looked, her body dripping wet, flushed from the heat of the water. His eyes traced her hourglass figure and focused right on her perfect round ass. He rubbed the tip of his length against the entrance of her.

He slowly pushed the head of his member inside of her.

"Oh!" she exclaimed in excitement. "Yes, Beloved!"

He laughed, grabbing her hips as he pushed more inside of her.

Instead of moaning, she lightly squealed in delight, making his member twitch in excitement.

As he pushed farther into her, she yelped out in response but started to giggle.

"God...you fill me up in so many ways!" she said, her hands against the wall.

He continued groping her ass, her breathing getting heavy again.

Clark spread her cheeks apart, pressing them together, and then finally, giving her a firm, hard smack across the ass.

"Hey!" she said.

"I had to," he said, spanking her again.

She laughed and moaned out in response.

"Gods, this feels so incredibly naughty..."

"That's the fun of it, though?" he replied, slowly beginning to move back and forth.

She grunted and gritted her teeth, but quickly began to moan, her knuckles clenched against the tile wall of the shower.

He began to up the speed of his thrusts. He grabbed onto her hips and slid out to where he was barely inside, and then pushed back inside of her as deep as he could go, savoring the feeling of her tightness gripping onto him all the while.

"Oh! Gods…" he heard her whisper.

He pushed deeper inside her for emphasis.

"Oh! Gods!" she moaned louder.

He slapped her ass hard, watching it bounce.

"Yes, Clark! Yes!" she screamed out.

He smirked. "Louder, Diana," he told her, spanking her ass one last time.

He felt her quiver once he said that.

He began to pump in and out of her much faster now, the sounds of their bodies slapping together echoing through the bathroom. He grabbed a fistful of her raven hair with one hand and gripped her perfect ass with the other.

She had gotten even tighter, each thrust felt like a warm hug trying to stop him from leaving. Her moans had gotten wilder, with her only being able to say his name.

She reached back and grabbed her ass cheek, pulling it back while she looked over her shoulder at him, biting her lip.

"You are so good, Beloved!" she told him.

"You, Diana. It's you."

"Mm!" she squealed.

"Everything about you, I can't resist," he admitted in between his groans.

"I…know," she responded with a smug smile.

He laughed.

"You're a wild woman, you know that Diana?" he teased.

She giggled. "I'm well aware of that now because of you. So what are you going to do about it?" she asked as if he wasn't already inside of her.

"This," he answer.

He pulled out of her, turning her around in the process, and grabbed her ass, lifting her as she wrapped her legs around him instinctively.

"Mm, I like this," she smiled seductively, looking deep into his eyes.

Clark with a cocky smile back, slid into her, holding her up the entire time. While he does that, she doesn't stop looking him in the eyes once. As he slid in, she opened her mouth, only closing it to bite her lip once he got all the way inside of her.

Clark leaned forward and kissed her, slowly sliding his member in and out of her.

To their surprise, the water was still as hot as it was when first stepping in.

As he was sliding in and out of her, she dug her fingernails into his back, moaning into his mouth at the same time.

As he gripped her ass tighter, Diana moaned, throwing her head back and closed her eyes.

She grabbed onto him tighter. Clark felt her warm and soft breasts pressed up against him. Clark couldn't tell what was warmer, Diana or the water, but he doesn't want to get out of either one.

He hits to thrust faster.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ah, Clark!" she screamed, which quickly transformed into moans of pleasure.

She dug her nails into his back again, this time enough to hurt a little. Her moans were turning hoarse and rapid in his ear, and she was even tighter than before.

He started to thrust even faster, and her moans got louder in response. Thank the Gods, the WatchTower Quarters were soundproof though that didn't stop slight shudders.

"Yes, Beloved! Gods, yes!"

"God, Diana," he moaned out, tilting his head back.

She wrapped her legs around him even tighter as he was practically slamming in and out of her. He kept slamming into her again and again. Her moans were getting more erratic, and her body was starting to shake again.

He knew what was coming.

"Love..." she whimpered. "I- take me…more…more," she said in a begging tone.

That alone was what made him feel like he was close to the edge.

He pushed her upper body back down and held her hips as he picked up the pace again. Her nails dug into him once again, and he gripped her ass firmly, holding her steady. Their moans both getting louder, with hers turning into screams and squeals of pleasure. Watching her body convulse with pleasure and hearing her moans, it did not take him long.

"Beloved…pleaseeeee..."

And with that, he came with her. Hard. Shooting rope after rope inside of her, filling her up. All the while, she was wrapped around him so tight as if she was going to break him, screaming his name and saying things he could barely understand.

And with that, Diana came down from orgasm she leaned her upper body forward against his, feeling his breath in her neck. His mouth biting her ear lightly before telling her how much he loved making love to her.. feeling her on him... around him.

After holding each other for what felt like forever, Clark let her down gently, though still held her with her legs shaky.

After a couple of minutes of silence, they begin to clean off again. Admittedly, with plenty of groping while doing so.

Diana turned the faucet off as Clark got their towels with the last of the hot water being used. Stepping out of the shower, they playfully dried each other off.

Clark wrapped the blue towel around his waist then wrapped Diana's marron towel around her body.

Walking out of the bathroom, Clark sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Diana down to straddle him.

Diana wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him softly.

"I don't want to ever take another shower without you. I know that's impossible. But it just feels so wonderful."

"I know. Having me get you all clean and dirty at the same time," he teased, pinching her firm ass through the towel.

Diana giggled.

"Now will you tell me?"

He sighed. "I really don't want to, Di."

"Clark…just tell me."

"Okay…okay…" he sighed again. "Bruce is just acting like his paranoid self. He said he is happy for us but still didn't stop him from questioning whether or not you and I can handle our relationship being public, responsibilities, and priorities. How will it affect the rest of the League? I honestly think it was mostly projecting how his relationship with Selina has been. I told him what's between you and I is just that."

"Darling, of course, there will be questions about us. But you're absolutely right, it's between you and me. We've already gone through so much together, Clark. We can make it through anything. No matter what, even when it seems like we're at a breaking point which I don't think we ever will be, you and I are bound to each other."

"Not to take away from the seriousness but by bound…is there a double meaning that you hinting at wanting to tie me up?"

Diana laughed. "Hmm…maybe."

"I knew it," he grinned and kissed her neck. "But seriously now, Di. I just…as you said…we've gone through so much. This is our happiness. We are building our future together."

"It's not easy, Beloved. It never will be. But our bond is stronger."

"I love you, Diana." He placed kisses all over her face.

Diana smiled as he did so responding, "I love you, too, Clark."

Clark then descended her neck and his hands glide up her thighs under the towel to grope her rear.

"Mmh…how about we go to my home island this weekend?" she asked.

"Will your mother be okay with me staying? Your sisters?"

"How many times have you accompanied me?"

"That was different. We are dating now."

"No difference to me. You are still the man I introduced my mother to as my best friend. Still, the man my mother knew I would eventually become romantically involved with. In her own way, she adores and trusts you. The majority of my sisters do as well. It's fine."

Clark grinned. "This weekend it is then. And we need a getaway anyway."

---

4 days later: Themyscira Library Temple

"Queen Hippolyta?" Torra, the Amazonian Guard bowed.

Hippolyta looked up from her book. "Yes?"

"Princess Diana has arrived."

Hippolyta smiled and stood up. But seeing the expression on Torra's face, her smile quickly dropped.

"And?" She questioned.

"She has brought her…companion. The Kryptonian."

"Ah…I see." Hippolyta sighed in amusement and shook her head.

She knew the moment Diana had introduced kal-El to her 5 years ago, he would be the one her daughter would give her heart to. No matter how much Diana tried to deny, she knew it was only a matter of time.

Kal-El has shown his honor, respect, and loyalty to Diana, but she will still protect her daughter as her mother.

"Have a feast prepared" she instructed.

"Yes, Queen Hippolyta," Torra bowed again.

Queen's Royal Palace

Clark looked around nervously making Diana giggle.

"Clark, calm down."

"I am calm."

"Terrible liar," she teased.

"Di, your mom is going to walk through the door and when we tell her we're together she's going to have my neck."

Diana laughed and latched onto his arm. "Stop it. No, she will be happy for us. I told you, you've been here with me more than enough times and every time I'm sure my mother has taken note of how close we are. She won't be surprised at all."

"I can only hope-"

"Diana, Kal-El. What a lovely surprise."

They both turned and smiled.

Clark bowed. "Your highness."

"Don't be so formal, Kal-El," she said sternly with a raised brow.

"Oh… Uh… yes… yes ma'am."

Diana giggled. "Hello, Mother." She embraced her. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you, too, Dear." Hippolyta pulled away slightly and cupped Diana's face with both hands. "You are glowing. Is there something you want to tell me?" She asked with a raised brow letting go of Diana's face.

Diana smiled and blushed. "It's nothing like that. But…" Diana looked at Clark and reach out for his hand.

He grabbed her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"Ah, I see…" Hippolyta turned her back to them. "I can't say I'm surprised. However…" she quickly turned back to them, sword in hand pointing it directly at Clark's adam's apple.

Diana gasped. "Mother! Put the sword down now!"

He gulped. "Told you…"

"Fret not, Kal-El…for now at least. This is only a warning. Hurt my daughter and I will have your head."

"Yes ma'am, your highness. Understood."

"Mother…"

Hippolyta placed her sword back into its sheath. Clark sighed of relief.

"You two go ahead and freshen up, a feast will be prepared for the both of you."

---

Diana guided Clark to one of the hot springs areas

"Here, you will be alone."

"You aren't staying with me?"

Diana smirked. "No, my Love. We'll get distracted."

Clark gave her a look of disappointment. "But I like bathing you."

Diana giggled and kissed him sweetly. "It's just for now. Relax a bit. You'll have me all to yourself later."

"Fine…Fine," Clark slapped her ass as she was walking away making her squeal.

Clark chuckled and looked around. It was certainly such a majestic atmosphere. He took off his clothes and stepped into the hot water with a sigh. He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes, relaxing.

All he could think about was was Diana.

After 20 minutes Clark got out of a hot bath. The room he was offered is built around an open-air courtyard. It has pebbles, timber, and clay bricks. The room was sturdy and comfortable. It has a big klismos bed by the window confronting the ocean. No electricity or WiFi as such. The room is coated with white limestone in the wall and dyed indigo blue on the roof and pillars. Diana was sent to her room which he predicts in the palace to freshen up but still, his room is not that bad. Its simplicity and refinement captured Clark's heart.

He steps to a three-legged round table that has his clothes neatly folded. He is presumed to wear their traditional outfit for the feast. It is two pieces of clothing. Themyscira clothes were mainly based on necessity, function, materials, and protection rather than identity. Thus, clothes were quite simple, draped, loose-fitting, and free-flowing. Clothes were homemade and cut to various lengths added with ornamental clasps or pins, a belt, or a girdle.

The first piece of clothing was a loincloth. He ties it around to cover his genitals. The next piece was the tunic. He draped and fastened it as chitoniskos. His strong physique looks spectacular in that short gown. His right shoulder is free to expose until his heavy chest and tunic edges bear his athletic thighs.

He joined his escort Artemis outside. She welcomed him in Ancient Greek. Clark returned the salute. Guard Women standing behind Artemis giggled at the glimpse of Clark in a chiton and the way it revealed his muscular frame. He was quite on par with their Greek God statues.

Artemis acquainted him, "Κύριος, our highness is waiting for you."

He met Diana in the hallway. She was wearing a knee-length white toga draped by her right shoulder. Diana appreciated his frame and their eyes roamed over each other's assets.

"Ah! umm..." They both turned around to see Queen Hippolyta looking at them, "Shall we?" the Queen asked.

Diana and Clark followed Hippolyta quietly to the temple where the feast was held. When they entered the temple, the fellow Amazon sisters were already gathered, sitting at long large tables filled with food and loudly socializing.

Their attention was immediately brought to Clark. He noticed the stares and whispers. Some welcoming, some questioning.

"The Princess's mate."

"He is not of man's world, you know."

"Diana chose to be with a pale imitation of a God?"

"Clark?"

He snapped out of focusing on them and looked at Diana.

"Don't do that. You are here with me not only because I want you to but you should be as my love."

Clark smiled and leaned over kissing her cheek. "Thank you, Diana."

While Diana and Clark sat down, Hippolyta still stood and raised her goblet.

"Tonight we celebrate my daughter's return home as well as our guest, Kal-El. Kal-El has shown his loyalty and worthy of our trust, fighting alongside Diana to protect this island many times. Let the feast begin!"

They spent hours of eating, talking, and laughing. Diana was proud to see the man she loves be accepted by her mother and sisters.

---

Later that night… Amazon living Quarters

"Tomorrow morning Clark and I will be taking a stroll to the science complex."

"I'm sure it will be to your liking and quite fascinating for you, Kal-El. Quite on par with Kryptonian science and technology."

"I look forward to seeing and studying it all…if allowed, Hippolyta."

"Of course."

"Thank you," he smiled.

Hippolyta gave a slight nod. "Good night, Diana, Kal-El."

"Good night," Diana and Clark said in unison.

When Hippolyta walked away, Diana took Clark's hand, pulling him into her room.

"Woah?! Di?"

"Come here and look at this with me."

Diana walked over to her balcony and sighed leaning over it. Clark wrapped her arms around her waist from behind and kissed her shoulder.

"I used to stare up at the moon for hours hoping and wishing for the day I would be able to leave and explore the outside world. I just knew there was something more for me," Diana started to explain. "I have been guided into the right path. I wouldn't want this any other way to be with you. You are my best friend, Clark. The man I love, the man…the one I trust the most."

Clark kissed her shoulder again and trailed up her neck.

"Thank you, Diana, for opening up and sharing this with me."

She turned in his arms to face him and caressed his cheek.

"I love you, Diana," he said as he captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

He lifted her and Diana instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

Catching his lips again, she slid her hands up to his neck, letting him curl over her. His tongue swept through her mouth, and his teeth nipped across her jaw, his breath panting over her collarbones.

Clark floated over to the bed and gently laid her down on the edge of the Handcrafted and pleated royal 5.4" ft tall bed with her legs hanging in the air.

He slowly stripped her from her toga continuing their make-out session.

When he cupped her sex with one hand her hands clutched the sheet.

His erection through his chiton rocked into her thighs and she widened her legs to give him better access. She gasped as he slid through her folds and circled her clit, threw her head back as his other hand palm her breast.

Her eyes shot open feeling his lips latched onto her neck.

She moaned as he worked her closer and closer, rubbing himself against her as his fingers tweaked her breast and rubbed her clit. She had to lean heavily on the bed when he slipped one finger inside of her.

He raised her to face him, she quickly caught his lips and kissed him until he moaned. Clark released her lips and kneeled on the floor. His hands rubbed her inner thighs, encouraging her to open wider.

"Lay back," he whispered.

She frowned, her sisters or mother might hear them.

Swallowing, she allowed him to push her down on the bed. Once she was resting on her elbows, he tugged her hips to the edge and started pressing kisses to the inside of one knee. He met her eyes as his mouth trailed higher and higher.

"Oh, Clark," She felt her cheeks flame red. "Are you sure? Mother and Sisters...?"

"I'm very sure. I mean I think I'm in the clear. I hope I am." He smiled and placed another kiss an inch above her knee. "Can you hold your screams?"

She let her head fall back, cupping her hands over her face. "Yes," she mumbled. "Um, I guess...yes."

"Tell me, Princess, being that this is your bedroom…did you ever think of this happening?"

She dropped her hands and tilted her head to gape at him as his lips moved closer to her core. "What?"

"Diana, Princess of Themyscira," he murmured against her skin. "You told me growing up, you read books about love. The entanglements of lovers."

He wrapped his arms under her thighs, curving his hands over her knees and staring up at her face.

"Oh." She cleared her throat. "Well, yes."

He dipped his head to kiss her hipbone, and the muscles in her stomach jumped.

"So did you dream of this?"

She blinked at him as he watched her, letting his tongue swipe across the skin he just kissed.

"Yes! I mean…not exactly this. Of course, it's different. But this is…you are so much better! Oh!"

He pressed his lips directly on her core. Her legs instinctively tried to close, but he held her open. She grabbed the sheets tightly, taking a shuddering breath. She squeaked as his tongue slid into her folds, gliding through her most private of places and dragging up to her clit. A moan escaped her, and her back arched off the bed.

His breath was hot on her cunt and he spilled a drop of saliva on her core without breaking his eye contact with her. He flicked his tongue over her clit, swirling and licking as she keened.

Diana was squirming when he continuously lapped at her, slurping up all the drops that drizzled from her lips, reveling in the sweetness of her taste.

Her thighs fought against his hands and she reached above her head and held onto the sheets, screwing her eyes shut "Clark!" She yelped as his tongue flattened against her sex, moving towards her entrance. "Don't stop, Darling."

He moaned as he dipped inside, and she whimpered when he did it again, and again. She was pulsing against his mouth and he stiffened his tongue feeling her heat clamp around it. Her hips began rocking against his mouth, and her fingers raked down her face, reaching down to cup her breasts.

"Just like that, Diana." He licked up to her clit. "Touch yourself…" Not letting her get away as he continued to lavish her with swirls and licks, backing off just enough every time she got too close to the edge.

Her lips parted as he kissed and sucked at her. And then his finger pressed against her entrance, and her toes curled as he slid inside. His lips never left her clit, sending her scrabbling at her chest.

He pulled away momentarily, "You taste better than the fruits from the feast!" he said licking his lips.

His tongue found her core again, and she jerked up on her elbows when he circled her clit. His finger began pumping into her, slow and steady.

Diana rolled her eyes back, and she strained upright to bury her fingers in his hair. He moaned into her cunt before she collapsed.

His lips locked around her clit and sucked as he added a second finger inside of her.

She shattered with a scream, clamping down around his fingers and holding his face to her core as her hips rutted against his mouth. She felt like she'd never stop coming, her orgasm tearing its way out of her as Clark refused to relent on her clit. His fingers curled inside of her, and she jerked up, holding on for dear life as he rubbed at her.

"Clark..." she tugged his hair tightly until his lips released her.

His eyes were dark and on fire, and she whined as he slowly withdrew his fingers.

"I am sure they heard us," He laughed and kissed her thigh before rising from his knees.

"You seem very relaxed about it?"

"I'm trying to be. But if your mother comes in hear with something sharp in her hand, I'm flying out from the balcony."

Diana laughed and shifted to face him, "Honestly, it's fine Kal. I don't mind, really of them hearing." She kissed his lips, wrapping her hands around his waist. Her nipples tightened against his chest, and her belly swooped at the feel of him stiff and warm on her stomach. "I've heard things before so it's nothing."

"But you're their Princess."

She smiled into his chest and reached the end of his chiton, sliding her other hand down to cup him through loincloth. He blew out a sharp exhale, dropping his head on her shoulder and moving his hands to her hips.

She quickly lifted his chiton, untied and dragged down his loincloth. The sight of him sent a rush of heat through her core as she began stroking him pressing her forehead against his chest.

"Well…You're here with me after all. It should be expected. Now it's your turn, Kal-El."

Clark reached his hand down and drew his chiton off in one fast action. He stood there bare in front of her and Diana's eye roamed all over his naked self before she reached down to grab him again in her hands. She peeled him open and his erection jumped again, and a drop of pearly liquid escaped from his purple head, rolling into her fingers.

He groaned and mumbled something into her hair. With the hand still stroking him, she staggered backward on the bed on all four and swept her hair off to one shoulder, and leaned forward to feather kisses down his happy trail to the patch of dark curly hair right above his pubic bone.

He was rock hard and standing at full attention, jumping slightly in anticipation of her mouth. She continued to massage him lightly in a teasing manner dropping kisses on his pubic bone.

Clark looked at her in awe and she raised an eyebrow at him as she licked her lips.

Diana reached out to wrap her other hand to play with the head of his member, running her thumb over the bead of moisture that appeared there around his length before humming in appreciation. She squeezed his shaft tightly in her fists. He closed his eyes and groaned in satisfaction, getting lost in the moment of being enveloped completely by her. Before he could respond, she leaned forward and kissed the seam, her hot breath blowing over him. Clark stood there no longer able to form coherent sentences. Diana circled his tip with her wet tongue, then kissed her way down his shaft, her mouth and hands moving in tandem. He fisted his hands into her silky hair, needing something to grip onto as he grits his teeth and watched her.

She poked her tongue out and licked the underside of his member, flattening it out to give him slow, wide strokes that had him crossing his eyes in delight. She continued with slicking up and down the length, those seductive eyes smoldering with want for him.

Her free hand moved down and cupped his balls. She fondled them gently with her palms before tasting her way down and sneaking one into her mouth. She hummed as she licked the sensitive skin, her mouth creating a buzzing vibration.

He bit down on his lip hard, suppressing the groan that wanted to break free as she worked him over. Clark wondered how it was she was always able to continually bring him the most pleasure he'd ever experienced.

He watched intently as she worked the other one into her mouth and continued to lick at them for a few seconds before moving back up. She gave him a mischievous smile.

"Don't hold back," she whispered and he could only nod his head.

She opened her mouth wide and closed them around his thickness, swallowing as much of the length down as she could fit. He hissed out a breath and rolled his head back, his hips automatically pumping up to greet her mouth as he tried not to explode at the sensations she was creating inside of him.

"Just like that," he panted in encouragement as his hips moved in rhythm with her. He wanted to prolong the moment, but her mouth was too hot and too wet and the slurping noises she made had him clenching his teeth tightly together.

Her eager mouth was tugging on his skin hungrily as she sucked him down her throat. He opened his eyes and saw her ass waved in the air seductively and he can see her dripping core in the reflection of the mirror in front of him as she bobbed her head in and out.

"Diana," he grunted out. "This is so good," massaging her scalp. He knew he was close now. He could feel his whole body tingling, the tremors rumbling like waves. His heart was palpitating and his breaths started coming out in panting quivers.

Clark moved his hands up into her hair, pushing them that had fallen around her face back and fisting them in a ponytail with one hand. He wanted to look at her beautiful face as she took him over the edge.

The visual she made with him inside her mouth was another one he wanted to be seared into his memory.

She was really bobbing now, her swollen lips wrapped tightly around him and he could feel his member pulsating. It was flushed red, the veins popping and he watched as it disappeared again and again into her mouth with every pass she made. Hallowing her cheeks, she swallowed him down even further. He hit the back of her throat and before he knew it, his climax detonated like a bomb, a fury of an explosion that rocked his whole body and he shoved the crook of his elbow against his mouth as he let out a torturous groan.

Clark could feel the fluctuations of his seed spilling forth and her mouth devouring it all with every pull. She continued to suck him and he rode it until he absolutely could not take another second and finally pushed back from her.

Diana released him with a pop as she sat back on her knees, panting heavily. She reached up, primly wiped her smirking lips with her fingers.

Diana stood up and Clark wrapped his arms around her yanking her closer. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Clark's hands trailed down to her ass groping and lifting her. Diana immediately wrapped her legs around his waist. Clark then kneeled on the bed, moving up the middle and layer Diana on her back still on top of her.

He kissed her softly then trailed her neck, down her chest, and licked between the valley of her breasts.

"Mmmhhm…Beloved, you are so good to me," she moaned.

Clark laid his head against her breasts, soft like pillows.

"I love you, Di."

"I love you, too."

Clark and Diana fell asleep in each other's embrace tired.

3 more hours had passed...

Clark awoke to Diana with her back facing him snuggled against his chest. He craned his neck to kiss the back of her neck. In response, she let out a soft moan.

He grinned knowing she could feel his hardness against her soft ass.

Without any hesitation, he slowly burrowed his arousal between her plump asscheeks.

"Mmh…Kal…" Diana whispered sleepily.

She reached back and grabbed his hip and started rubbing her plush bottom on his throbbing length harshly. His leaking tip left a smear of wetness on the naked swell of her ass. Clark sucked in a sharp breath from the sudden stimulation and she smirked.

He nipped her neck punishingly.

"Raise your leg," he ordered with a growl and her right knee goes up obediently.

Clark gripped her inner thigh and adjusted his hips before pushing. His bulbous tip wedged between her slippery lips, pressing the tip to her opening.

"Oh Gods," she uttered breathily.

Her heart pounded with excitement.

"Now we can't be too…" she gasped. "Gods!"

"Hn…"

Diana's loud cry of pleasure is muffled by his heavy hand over her mouth.

"Shhh," he hushed her. "You were just about to say we can't be too loud now," he teased.

"Why must you tease me in such predicaments?" She asked through the pleasurable haze.

"Because you are just so damn sexy with how you react in such predicaments. So now try to stay as quiet as possible."

Clark plowed into her without mercy. His furious thrusts into her jostle her whole body.

Soon, the force of his thrusts turned Diana almost completely on her stomach.

"Shhh..." Clark grunted like a beast in heat as he pistons, in and out, in and out. His hips made wet smacking noises when they hit her soft ass.

Diana bit her lip trying not to cry out.

"Clark!" She gasped gripping her pillow.

"Di," he rasped, switching from long strokes to deep jabs and grinding.

His hand wandered up and cupped her breast, rubbing the underside.

"Darling, I can't..." Diana whined, grabbing at his hand to stop him. "You tease..."

Clark chuckled and kissed her neck. "Right."

He rolled her nipple between his fingers making her moan.

When they were both ready to climax, Diana reached back and grasped his thigh as she raised her leg up just a little bit more. Clark pushed in deeper and that was all they both needed. Clark enjoyed how the velvet heat of her inner walls convulsed wetly on his throbbing hardness only for a moment before his own release hits. He leaned over her, resting his head between her shoulder blades, and groaning loudly with his release.

Diana smiled and cuddled back into Clark. He locked his arms around her.

For a while, they lay there in their post-orgasmic haze, the only sound in the room was their panting before Clark pulled out of Diana and rolled her over so she was facing him. He smiled at her boring into her beautiful eyes. Diana leaned up and kissed him softly.

---

Early the next morning…

"Wow, Di! This really is amazing! It's better than the Fortress!"

Clark looked around in awe at everything Diana had in her private science lab.

"I told you Themysciran technology is on par with Kryptonian technology. I want to share all of this, Clark. What if we combine it all to be something world-changing in the best of ways."

"I know what you mean, Di. I wish we could but some of the Kryptonian tech is just way too dangerous. We don't need any of this getting into the wrong hands."

"I know," Diana sighed looking down.

"Hey…" he cupped her chin making her look up at him. "We'll just take it to step by step, ok? There's so much we can and will do together."

"Having our own experiments?" Diana grinned.

Clark chuckled. "Lots and lots of experiments."

"Are we still talking about scientific experiments?"

"Yeah….yeah we can definitely go with that," he kissed the tip of her nose.

After a while, Diana and Clark took a stroll to the stables.

"I used to wake up at Dawn and come here before Mother. I would ride out to the cliff to watch the sunrise." Diana beamed. "I love riding horses!"

Clark grinned cheekily. "Oh yeah, I know first hand how you like to ride."

Diana gasped. "Clark!"

Clark groped her ass making her squeal and giggle. He pulled her into a kiss. Diana moaned in his mouth, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"You are so enticing. As much as I want to go back to the temple, I have more to show and tell you."

"I know. I know. I just can't help myself. It's like your glowing even more than usual being here at home."

Diana smiled blushing. "You know the feeling of being home with your parents, that's how I feel with my mother and sisters. I had so many adventures of my own growing up!"

"Yeah, this does remind me of the farm. You know, it is something special that you and I grew up pretty much learning the value of nature's beauty. Having those adventures in the forest or woods. Becoming friendly with the animals."

"That's part of what I love about us. We have so much in common yet different in aspects, little details. Compliments so well."

Clark smiled. "Fitting like a puzzle," he said as he captured her lips again.

---

Diana and Clark left the stables walking along to the forest and cliffs.

"I used to run through here being chased by my sisters. I hid for hours while they were looking for me. Only Dessa and Umara knew where to find me. I wanted to just explore so many things on my own without hovering over my shoulder."

Clark was amazed as they continued walking through the forest.

"It's really beautiful, Diana."

"I love when we fly. But it's still something to be this close to all the unique plants and animals. This is another part of what made me long to leave to have my own journey. I knew there was more unique life to learn about." She smiled. "Like you…"

Clark chuckled. "Me? Nah. I'm-"

"A man from beyond the stars who uses his gifts for the greater good. Not a mortal yet not a god. Though both in your own right within your heart."

"Di…" he pondered for a moment. "Well, when you put it that way…"

Diana smirked. "My man is no ordinary man and I love you." She started levitating up pulling his arm. "A swim, Beloved?"

"Yeah, okay!"

---

Diana and Clark flew down to the shore.

"Oh wait, Di. We don't have a change of clothes?"

She looked at him over her shoulder and grinned. She reached back untying her dress.

She let her dress fall to her feet.

"Clothes off, Clark!" she said with a laugh before she started running out to the water.

"Hey! Wait, Di!" he shouted and laughed along with her, quickly taking off his close and ran after her.

Clark was in the sea and by her side in seconds. He felt perfectly happy as he heard her giggles disappear under a wave. He watched and waited for her to appear again and once she did she swam over to him and trod in the water, her hair wet and rivulets of salt waterer running down her face and dropping off her chin onto her breasts popping out. Clark let his eyes follow it down her body in crystal clear water, across her flat stomach, and to her center. Clark had an urge to follow that path with his tongue; maybe making a few detours on the way. He'll definitely get to that later. His eyes roamed up her body again. His hunger, passion, and want could be read in them clearly. As his gaze reached her breasts he sucked in a breath, his fingers itched to reach out, to touch them and his tongue flickered across his lips wanting to taste them. The hunger started to consume him.

He raised his gaze to her neck, her perfect smooth neck, he wanted to kiss it, lick it, bite her just a little. His whole body throbbed with need and all that need was for the woman in front of him. Clark's eyes finally reached Diana's and her eyes widened as soon as she saw the look in his.

Diana pushed him away playfully and swam ahead at her orderly speed. Clark followed her. Thunder started to crack and Diana paused to observe the dark sky.

There were dark and puffy clouds overhead, and they would not shift because there is no trace of the storm. However, more clouds began to form and waiting to rain.

Diana hovered in the water watching Clark reaching behind and his gaze wanders down her body. She could feel the heat radiating off him and a throb started between her legs. She wanted to slide her hand down and ease it and she wanted to do it in front of him in the pristine clear water. She wanted him to watch her as she pleased herself and see him lose control, her nipples hardened at the thought of Clark grabbing her and taking her hard and passionate. Diana wanted to feel him pulsing inside of her. She watched his gaze as it focused the top of her breast bobbing on the water, his jaw going loose as he took her in then up to her neck, she had to force herself not to move, not to bear any more of it.

She had to bite her tongue to stop herself from screaming 'take me' the way her body screamed for him. Her body wanted his touch. All of a sudden he looked into her eyes and her own widened in surprise because the power, the want, and the need in them were all for her. She was amazed and her need matched his. They stared at each other neither one moving; everything around them disappeared and it was just the two of them.

And it started to drizzle.

"It's raining. Should we go?" Clark questioned looking up.

"Unexpected I know but this time of year it does. It's okay, though. It's more fun for us."

Diana smiled in the rain as she saw the waves coming towards them. She dived back and swam a little bit then as one hit her, Diana smiled to herself as she watched Clark dive into the water again, then coming back up a moment later, running his fingers through his jet black hair. Clark's hair always looked too damned good when it was wet and she had every intention to make sure he was dunked beneath the waves a few times.

They halted swimming and enjoyed the new rain as it came down heavily.

She held her breath and turned around facing the sky to float like a log in the rain. Clark shortly catching her, notices her meditative stance. Clark copied her action but in the opposite way.

Clark and Diana floated like yin and yang in the rain. The rain kept pouring hard on them and they both anchored facing each other.

Diana turned away and glanced over her shoulder at him, scooping up a handful of water and throwing it back at him. Clark started laughing, dodging the water narrowly.

"No! Clark! No, don't!" She laughed as he picked her up. She squealed and grabbed his wrist refusing to let go. "Don't you dare!" She begged him trying not to laugh. She blinked at him knowing when he had that grin on his face he was up to something.

"You look good with your hair like that."

Clark shook his head, shaking the water from his hair. "Oh, you like the wet look?"

Diana rolled her eyes playfully at his smug expression, "Don't get cocky, Mr. Kent." She reached up and brushed a wet lock of hair off of his forehead, biting down on her bottom lip as she looked up at him. "But I can't deny how sexy of a man you are."

"You, Diana, look very sexy all wet."

The pounding of her blood rang in his ears, the smell of her arousal overtook his senses so he pulled her to him and kissed her hard. The rain running down their faces added to an amazing sensation. Their mouths seemed to be punishing each other. This hunger had to be satisfied and there was no stopping them. They were going to touch and taste every inch of the other.

Clark flashed a devilish grin and Diana narrowed her eyes knowing exactly what he was going to do.

"Clar-"

He dipped her sideways into the water, going in with her when her leg caught the back of his knee and he toppled.

Water splashed and limbs flailed as they fought beneath the waves to get out of the water first. Diana came up clinging to his back, arms curled around his chest and legs curled around his hips. She laughed and panted as she tried to catch her breath, her chin resting on his shoulder and her hair clinging to her shoulders and his neck.

Clark reached his arm around behind her, his fingers playing over her bareback. "You are on the wrong side of me."

"I'm comfortable here," Diana retorted, clinging to him a little tighter when she felt his weight starting to shift backward. "For goodness sake!" She gasped out as he dropped her backward into the ocean, causing her to lose grip of him.

Clark surfaced again, his hand scrubbing over his face, wiping the water away. "Diana?" He questioned as he looked around in the softly rolling waves and didn't see her anywhere. "Di?" He could hear her heartbeat.

And then he gasped when her hand made contact to his manhood. She came up out of the water in front of him with a grin on her face. Her free hand brushed her wet hair off of her face, while her other hand palmed him.

"Are you going to play nicely now, Clark?" she asked sliding her fingers up to the head and slid his foreskin up and down the glans before gently dragging it back.

Clark narrowed his eyes, inhaling sharply, "no..."

Diana smirked, fluttering her lashes, her fingers wrapping around him, and slowly started to stroke him.

Clark's gaze fell to her lips and within a second his lips were pressed against hers. His fingers curled around her waist, the tips of his fingers rubbing tiny patterns against her skin as he pulled her closer. His left hand cupped her womanhood, caressing her slick lower lips.

Diana moaned in his mouth, fingers gripped a fistful of his jet black, wet, hair – tugging sharply on it and continued stroking him as she kissed him back. This was what she wanted - the fight of their lips to gain dominance in the kiss, the taste of saltwater clinging to his lips as he kissed her hard enough to leave her lips bruised tomorrow.

Releasing their lips the two of them laid their foreheads against one another with their eyes closed as she worked her hand over his length, causing low, growling groans to rise up from deep within his chest.

He slipped two fingers inside of her quite suddenly and began to slowly and softly push them in and out gently. She clenched, already feeling the wetness pool between her legs. mutually, the two of them moved in sync. He stiffened in her stoke like steel and she flowed like a river in his fingers with wetness.

"Clark," she breathed, eyes fluttering closed, her walls tightening against him.

Cold rain ran down their bodies. "This feels amazing..." he whispered, his voice going hoarse from the incredible movement that she was making with her hand.

"Look at me, Diana." She opened her eyes and gazed up at him to see pure pleasure pulsed through him. Touching each other intimately for a long moment, Clark and Diana trembled together. The friction they were creating for each other adds soothing contrast to the cold rain pouring down at them. The rain had ignited their passion more.

Clark reached and grabbed her bottom hauling her up to his body. All the while their mouths never left each other. Diana wrapped her long, lean legs around his waist and he moved closer to the shore. He lowered her to the ground. Diana laid down, letting her body be caressed by the clear rain and Clark sat back on his heels as his eyes raked down her body he knew there was no stopping now. He couldn't, he didn't want to.

Crashing waves blanketed them with a regular rhythm; soft white sand everywhere washed off from their bodies as the rain pouring down.

He slowly climbed over her and covered her soft body with his own, kissing her face, soft, gentle kisses. His mouth went back to hers and their tongues dueled with each other, her hands coming up and wrapping around his neck as kissed his way across to her ear where he nibbled, sucked, and blew on it. Diana's whole body shuddered the need and want to course through her.

"More, Clark… Please." Her voice begged softly, and a masculine chuckle was made in her ear. "Oh gods," she muttered and raised her body against his.

Clark kissed down to her neck, he licked and sucked at her there pulling the skin into his mouth and sucking hard. He saw the redness of the skin and grinned, He carried on down until he reached her breasts where he took one into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it and sucking until the nub became hard. Clark's remaining hand took the other breast and rolled it between his thumb and finger.

He reached between her legs again and running a finger through her slit. She was already wet and swollen for him, and he went even harder as he viewed her, making her thighs shake with anticipation.

Diana groaned arching up trying to get more, the feeling of his mouth her body calling out for him, for the connection, to finally be one with him.

With his hard body laying over her soft supple one again, Diana wrapped her legs around his waist, and with one strong push he was inside of her and they both groaned in unison, loving the feeling of being whole and complete. Clark pulled out so just the tip of him was still inside of her and then with a firm push he was deep inside, he did it again and again but so slowly that Diana dug her heels into his bottom wanting more, wanting harder, faster and deeper. She couldn't form the words. Clark's pace picked up he couldn't hold back anymore and he pounded into her. It was a struggle to hold back, he was moving so fast and hard she felt him all the way through her being and her body screamed for his touch.

Clark seemed to be in control enough to lean back up to her and kiss her. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, exploring every inch. He moved his hips so fast and she moaned into his mouth before her hands were on his shoulders, fingernails clinging to his skin. He ran his hands down her soft sides until he reached her hips. Diana groaned again when he tightened his hold there so that she stayed in place as his hips flexed, sinking further and further deep inside of her.

Love and rain came in full force.

"Oh gods, yes!" she screamed.

Clark couldn't stop. He broke their kiss thrusting harder and faster continuously pumping his hips roughly into hers.

Diana arched her body, her head fell back leaving her neck exposed, Clark leaned for he felt his body tightening, he could feel her muscles clench around his shaft, he opened his mouth wide and bit into her neck.

His teeth marked her skin red. A sweet smile spread on his lips when he saw the mark of his love imprinted on her skin like love notes written in the flesh.

He palmed her breasts and squeezed lightly, she groaned into him and rocked her hips upwards. She was matching his thrust for thrust.

Clark teased her nipple with his teeth before sucking it deep in his mouth and swirling the tight bud with his tongue. She let out a cry and raised a hand to the back of his head, threading her fingers through his wet hair.

''Clark!'' she screamed in pleasure, he released her nipple with a pop and looked up at her. The sea and poring water made their bodies wet and slimy. He used his hands to pin her down above her head and flexed his hips at a new angle, hitting her clit with every thrust, and Diana back arched off the shore.

The rain drowned out her moans of pleasure and he grounded his pelvis into her, rubbing against her clit harder, the pressure building higher and higher. He picked up speed, doubled his efforts.

with a few more harsh thrusts, Suddenly he growled and leaned back on his heels. His posture gave her a chance to stare at his naked self breathing and panting, her eyes dropped to his thick and still hardness.

Clark flipped her over on the sand onto her stomach. His hands caressed her smooth and curved rear.

He squeezed her buns hard in his palms with rainwater dripping all over her curve and washing away the sand.

His hands reached beneath her hips and pulled up her body until she was on her knees with her ass in the air. Clark ran a finger through her folds and she arched into his touch with a moan, the roughness of his fingers causing a wonderful sensation along her slit. She was rewarded with a slap on her left cheek. The slight stinging pain sent more wetness between her thighs. Clark ran his fingers up her folds and circled her clit repeatedly.

She needed more of him, she moved her body to try to catch his fingers on her clit. He slapped her other cheek. "You like that, my beautiful Goddess?" he asked her with a small chuckle.

"Yes," she replied. without wasting a second, he thrust into her again with one swift motion. She dug the sand in her hands at the intrusion. In this position, the fullness was almost too much to handle. Then he started to move again.

"Oh, love..."

His hands were now on her hips, guiding her forward and back against him, his rhythm picking up the pace until his sacks were slapping against her clit with each thrust. He was in complete control of their rhythm and the movement of her hips, but she loved the feel of his legs against her thighs, as he pulled and pushed her hips against his.

"Oh, Rao... so good..." he murmured between thrusts as he picked up the primal pace. They made love in the pouring rain like how rain is mixing with the ocean; never ceasing.

Clark slapped her right cheek and she moaned, digging the sand tighter in her fists. She was so close. "Keep going-" she panted. "I'm so close beloved, please-"

He picked up his rhythm, they were like a fire burning in the rain. She felt him pushing roughly inside of her and he hit that sweet spot that she needed, making her scream out in pleasure as her head went back and he fisted her hair for grip.

They both screamed as their orgasms ripped through their bodies.

He had no idea how much time they spent like this, just holding her tight as they came down from their highs and caught their breaths lost in the waves of extreme bliss washing over him.

The rain ceased as they emptied into each other. Clark turned her back to face and they whispered into each other's ears, gently placing soft kisses on the other's face. They finally stared into each other's eyes. A smile lit Diana's face and he soon followed.

His hands moved expertly to the full, supple roundness of her breasts, massaging them gently and rubbing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

She rolled him around and moved her legs on either side to straddle him and right away she could feel him at her core, pressing at the wet opening.

His hand reached between them, then slid the head back and forth and she could hear the wetness as he coated himself. Her thighs here trembling and she could feel herself pulsing wildly every time he brushed up against her sensitive spot.

She positioned herself, then moved her hand to rub his chest, he kept his eyes fixed to where they were pressed lightly together. She slowly lowered herself down his shaft, felt him splitting her open again as she slid him deeper inside.

She started to ride him at a slow and steady pace and he lay his hands on her hips, sort of guiding them. As she rode him faster and harder, he tightened his grip on her hips and she moaned louder every time she trusted down onto him. Thrusting down on him harder and harder she felt herself reaching her climax and moaned his name and he did the same.

It felt so good. The waves from the ocean and the bodies meeting on the shore. The grip that he had on her and the force that she rode him with.

As her hips pounded against his, her walls starting to clench around him as the head of his member hit that spot deep inside of her that begged to be touched. "That's it, love, right there..."

Clark snuck a hand between them and his fingers found her clit as she rode him, running the pad of his thumb in small circles around it.

"Keep doing that, Beloved..." She panted, feeling like she was on the edge of something. "Yes..." Her eyes closed and her head fell back.

A few more thrusts and she felt him spill his hot seed inside of her, making her moan even louder as she came too.

They both collapsed and Diana laid on top of Clark as the small waves continued rolling in on top of them. She cupped his face kissing him passionately

"Ahem….Princess….?"

Diana looked up surprised.

"Baila?!"

Baila frowned slightly. "The Queen would like a word."

"Oh, alright. Clark and I wi-"

"…Alone."

"Oh…well I need a moment to get clothed, Baila," Diana raised her brow.

Baila scuffed and rolled her eyes turning around and started to walk away. "The Queen is in the Palace."

"Thank you." Diana got up from Clark and picked up her dress. "You should get dressed, too, Clark."

Clark watched as Diana was putting back on her dress.

He chuckled. "It's still a few of your sisters that still really don't like me."

"Don't worry, Love. They'll come around eventually."

"Really hope so. Especially because I want to mar-….." he quickly paused catching his words. "Uh…here I'll tie that for you."

Diana smiled and turned her back towards him as he reached to tie her dress.

"What were you going to say you wanted to do?"

"Oh…uh…I wanted to…I just want your mother and sisters to know that I'm going to take care of their Princess."

Diana turned around wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"I believe more than anything, they see I'm well taken care of and very happy." She gave him another peck. "I'll be back soon. Just relax. You can go back to my room if you want?"

"I'll stay here for a while. Watch the waves…think about you."

"When I get back we can take a tour around the culture complex and the coliseum."

One more peck before Diana flew off to the Palace.

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Royal Palace

Diana flew down being greeted by two guards, Yasha and Imani.

"Good evening, Diana," they said in unison and bowed.

"Yasha, Imani, good evening."

They opened the large doors.

When Diana walked in, she suddenly became nervous. What would Hippolyta want to speak to her alone about?

"Mother?"

"Diana." Hippolyta raised her brow immediately noticing a mark on Diana's neck. "I see you and Kal-El are enjoying yourselves."

Diana gasped and quickly placed her hand on her neck. She bit her lip trying to hold in her laugh and blushed.

"What is it you wanted to speak to me about, Mother?"

"Will you be baring Kal-El's children?" She asked bluntly.

Diana's heart skipped a beat and she felt butterflies.

"I…" Diana sighed. "I don't think that will be any time soon. We have responsibilities and bringing a child into this world right now isn't ideal. Right now, Kal and I are just enjoying each other."

"Do you want to?"

"I…do, Mother. I love him. I'm in love with him. There's no other man like him. He's my best friend and I trust him."

"I can see it in your eyes and the way you look at him."

"He has shown you how worthy he is time and time again."

"Yes, he has. It is still quite surprising actually."

"What is?"

"A man that wields such power is a man of humbling honor and respect."

Diana smiled. "His adoptive parents are incredibly sweet. I would like to bring them here. And his biological parents were warriors and scientists." Diana beamed. "His world is just as fascinating as ours."

Hippolyta caressed Diana's cheek. "You aren't that child I tried to protect from the outside world anymore. As much as it pained me, you made your decision to leave home in search of another life and your true purpose. You've met a man that has your heart and you have his. Though, I will not hesitate to behead him if he disappoints."

"Mother, no!" Diana laughed. "Kal is well aware of your no hesitation with sharp objects."

"Good. As he should be." Hippolyta smirked.

---

Clark sighed happily as he walked along the shore.

"Ah…so more cliche dabbling meeting the extended in-laws."

Clark quickly turned around with a frown. "Valeria?! The hell are you doing here?"

"I couldn't resist as you already know. I had to check up with my Lovers."

"Diana and I are not your lovers."

"Oh, don't be selfish, Kal-El. You and Diana have an abundance of love that can be shared more than a million times over."

"It's between us."

"Hm…sure. So tell me…How do you feel as a man about being second?"

"Second? What do you mean second?"

"Steven Trevor is the first man Diana had met and been here on this island."

"So what?"

"The first man Diana had ever laid eyes upon. The first man accepted on this island. It was fate that had Diana see him first. He still has quite the infatuation with her, you know? Why is that? Has Diana given him hope?"

"What are you trying to do?"

"You feel special, don't you? You said it yourself some of the Amazons still aren't accepting of you. Why is that?"

"The Amazons aren't accepting of most men for reasons. I respect that. But I vowed to show them all that they can trust me."

Valéria laughed. "You are not a man of earth. Not a god. You are nothing to them. A guard dog for their precious Princess, perhaps?"

"Stop it! You said you would no longer interfere."

"Kal-El, this is more of just showing the truth. Isn't that what you two are all about? What of the mortals you protect? What will they say of the union between these two brings they see as Gods? You want them to love you yet they will only fear you."

"I know our truth. We don't need anyone like you trying to cast doubt or whatever on what we have. There's no fear. Diana and I being together has nothing to do with our responsibilities. Leave us alone, Valéria. Diana and I are together now and no one else matters!"

"If ever another man catches Diana's eye?"

"Diana isn't like that. Other men can look at her all they want but Diana is with me. She has entrusted only me with her heart. Even still, as long as Diana is happy, that is what matters to me."

"Your devotion to Diana is quite admirable." Valéria looked off then smirked. "Though the temptation is always near."

"What?"

She disappeared without another word.

Clark shook his head and sighed.

"Dammit."

Clark walked a few more feet until he got to the larger rocks and leaned against one closing his eyes for a moment.

His eyes then suddenly shot open hearing breathing.

"Who's there? If that's yo-"

Clark paused as the Amazon stepped from behind the rock.

She was about the same height as Diana.

"Hello, Kal-El of Krypton. I am Maite."

Short chestnut color hair and green eyes.

"Oh, um…hi…Maite."

"Did you think I was the Princess?"

"Yes, I did. I'm waiting for her to get back."

"Well…how about I keep you company?" She smiled seductively and stepped closer.

Clark quirked his brow noticing she was staring him up and down. "No, I'm sure it won't take much longer. I should just get back to Diana's room."

"Hmm...I see why the Princess chose you as a mate. You are much more man than expected."

"Um…I don't think this is appro-"

Maite stepped even closer. "I'm sure the Princess won't mind. That's why she brought you here after all. Enjoy Paradise."

Clark frowned and stepped back. "I'm sorry, Maite, but I came here to spend time with Diana, getting to know how she grew up. I have no interest in anything other than that…or anyone else for that matter."

Maite smirked. "You dare deny an Amazon?"

"Yes." Clark backed farther away. "I think I should go."

As he was about to fly off, Maite grabbed his tunic, tearing his sleeve.

"Hey, there was no need for that!"

"Clark? Maite?!"

Maite gasped. "Princess Diana! Queen Hippolyta! Princess, you bring this horrible man here. He can not be trusted!"

"Wait a minute! What? You were coming on to me!"

"This man is like every other!" She looked at Diana. "Princess, you would put your sisters in danger for the personal selfish pleasure of a man?! A man with his own selfish tendencies?!"

"Enough, Maite!" Hippolyta yelled.

"My Queen?" Maite questioned.

"That's enough trouble from you, Maite. You've had your own little fun. You disrespect your Queen being untruthful?"

"He does not suppose to be here!"

"How dare you raise your voice?! You will be reprimanded."

"Please, your Highness…I don't mean to cause any trouble. I understand my presence makes things a bit uncomfortable. So reactions may be extra-"

"Kal-El, you are our honored guest and shall be treated as such. Maite, come with me back to the palace." Hippolyta ordered.

"Yes…my Queen."

Maite walked slowly behind Hippolyta with her head down.

Diana walked over to Clark and latched onto his arm.

Clark sighed. "Diana, I'm so sorry. I was just waiting for you. She came on to me talking about you."

"I know, Clark. Maite and I haven't seen eye to eye since I was 12. What else happened?"

"Before this….Valeria showed up."

"She what?!"

"Yeah…I told her to leave us alone. She said before she wouldn't interfere."

"What did she say?"

"She…she brought up Steve. He was the first man here. Wanted to know if I would get jealous if you wanted to be with someone else. She also brought up the public reception of our relationship."

"Clark, you already know my feelings in regards to Steve and any other man. Steve was the first man on this island but that was only because of the plane crash. Fates answering my prayer for a way to man's world. I wasn't looking for any kind of romance. My priority was on my mission and my desire to explore the world. But then I met you. You are the one that had my heart right at that moment, Clark. You are the only man I trust to give all of myself to. I love you, Clark. You are mine." She pulled his arm. "Come on. I changed my mind about the tour. That can be tomorrow. There's something else I want to do."

"Where we are going, that's what the bag is for?" He questioned.

She smiled and nodded as they flew off.

Diana and Clark flew to one of the smaller islands.

"This is Bloomadour island. The name means the blooming of love. This is Aphrodite's temple. My Amazon sisters come here to pray to Aphrodite also for a…pleasured experience."

Walking into the temple, Diana held up a torch. "Will you?"

Clark smiled, using his heat vision to light the torch. Diana walked over to light the other torches that were spread around the temple. Clark looked around the now-lit temple.

It was an ancient bathhouse where small built tubs were put along the north and east side adjacent to the swimming pool of mineral-rich hot spring water. The pool had a decorative mosaic floor depicting an Amazon driver and chariot pulled by four horses, and a dolphin below.

At one corner, there was a large 5 inches tall and 25 inches wide glossy black pebble-like stone bed. Clark let his hand caress the stone bed and wondered how smooth it was for a stone. It was carved in edges smoothly and chiseled in a way to add comfort and it was warm and firm in the center but as soft as a feather bed. Must be some kind of a magic stone Clark thought to himself.

Diana opened her bag and pulled out towels and several bottles containing massage oil. She spread a very large towel over the stone bed and the other kept folded as a pillow.

"Clothes off now, Clark."

Clark quickly undressed his remaining cloth clinging to his frame.

Diana took a purple potion and walked to the spring. She dropped few droplets from the potion and the musk from the hot spring smelled like Aphrodite in the surrounding air.

Diana eyed his naked frame, his body reacting to the potion. Diana lit aromatic candles around the edge of the bed. She decorated the bed with flower petals all without breaking eye contact with him. Clark can feel his rush in his lower stomach.

Diana bit her lip and smirked, deciding to give him a little seductive show. She turned around and reached behind and untied her dress letting fall into a puddle at her feet. She bends over so he could see her soft ass and part her legs so he could see her dripping wet womanhood and her rosebud. she heard him give a soft little groan. His thoughts were submerged beneath a deluge of erotic images. Full pouting lips; eyes gleaming with lust; ripe, round voluptuous breasts with perky erect nipples; glistening pink lower lips—all calling out to him, hungry for him.

The bath was steaming up with the essence of Aphrodite released in the air.

She moved to the hot spring and stepped inside the pool slowly and seductively swaying her hips. And then he heard a small splash and realized that she had got into the water hiding her delicious body from his view. She came swimming into view with the water reaching her chin, she dipped in and out cleaning her completely.

Clark was frozen just standing there and feasted at the sight in front of him.

Diana in a hot stream washing her body sensually and calling him in the eyes to join her.

Clark climbed down the spring, "Oh! It is hot as lava, Diana." Clark started as he finally submerged himself and she walked over seductively to kiss him hard, her tongue tracing his lips and thrusting deep in his mouth.

Diana dragged the water from steam and washed his pectorals and dragged her hand on his abs and washed him thoroughly everywhere and completely.

Pausing the kiss, she gave him a smirk and continued to wash herself, dipping them back into the stream and wetting their hair.

The smell of Aphrodite was hitting his senses. He slid further into Diana, holding her firmly against him, she groaned, placing her mouth gently against his, savoring the taste of his warm, soft lips. He curled his hands around her back even tighter, pulling her closer to him.

He lifted her and climbed out of the bath dripping from steam. Diana took a towel and dried them both fast and step back. She loved the cocky grin that was on his face.

"Full body massage, Di?"

"Yes, Beloved, but I will be the one giving the massage."

"You sure?"

"Lay down on the stone, Love," she gestured.

Obediently, Clark laid down on the stone on his stomach with his head on the folded towel.

Suddenly, a warm weight settled on Clark's back as Diana climbed on top of him and straddled his back.

"Now, my Love just relax," Diana explained confidently.

Snapping the lid open, she poured the warm liquid onto his shoulders and he sighed as she rubbed it into his skin. Diana started expertly working Clark's neck and shoulder muscles, kneading them with her deft slender fingers. The fragrant aroma of the massage oil tickled his nostrils. Clark sighed happily, amazed at how good it felt. His body started to relax and unwind more. Diana also massaged his scalp, ears, and the sides of his face. He pushed his forehead into the towel to stretch the back of his neck and as she rubbed the tension from his neck and shoulders.

"The oil is called Aphrodite's tears. With its divinity, you will be able to feel the soothing of any tension."

Diana poured more oil onto his back and danced along his spine with her thumbs. She pushed her hands up either side of his spine and then across his shoulders, spreading a pleasant little buzz in her wake. Diana loved the way his skin glistened with the coating of oil. With long, gentle strokes, she pressed down with her palms and slid them out to Clark's sides, smoothing out the flesh beneath them. A nice feeling of warmth permeated through the muscles of his back.

"Damn, Diana. This feels incredible," he said in a low tone.

"I know, Beloved. You've never had a massage like this."

"Never had a massage at all."

"Really?!"

"The joys of having invulnerable skin. But I'm lucky enough now to have an incredibly talented sexy Goddess. To be able to feel your touch. To touch you. No holding back…yeah." He let out a satisfied groan.

Diana smiled and bent down low, sniffed the back of Clark's neck, and murmured contently. Clark felt the wetness of her sex where it rubbed against the small of his back.

"Well, Darling, you deserve a relaxing massage for all the things you do," Diana whispered in his ear.

Diana drizzled oil along his arms and massaged them slowly, working her way to his hands, where she rubbed each individual finger before concentrating on his palms. More oil was then poured along with the dip in his spine and she smoothed it into his skin, kneading his back and sides with more long, firm strokes. She shuffled down the table and began working on his feet; pushing her thumbs into his insteps using a circular motion, before repeating this action over his heels and around his ankles. She used her knuckles along with his brawny calves and the backs of his thighs, releasing the tension from his muscles to leave him feeling lax and stress-free.

"Have I ever told you how much I love your buns of steel," she giggled.

Clark lifted his head slightly with a quirked brow. "Really, Di?"

She laughed softly. "The buns of steel and junior are my weaknesses."

The oil rolled down over his cheeks and she kneaded them soft. His manhood twitched with anticipation of what was to follow.

He suddenly felt Diana climb on his back again and spread her naked body flat on top of his. Her arms went around him, her thighs squeezed against his sides and she squashed her soft breasts against his back. Clark's mouth gaped open and he released a little sigh. The pleasant tingle of skin-to-skin contact was all around him. He felt a pleasant buzz wherever she came into contact with him, a luxurious tingle which left the rest of his skin hungering to experience the same pleasure.

Ripples of pleasure ran out across his skin from where her nipples pressed against his flesh. Her skin felt so good against him—warm and smooth like silk. Her heat and lust enfolded him. He soaked in it, drew it in through his skin in a form of osmosis. Diana murmured. She held him tighter. The flow of pleasure increased. Clark felt trailers of fire race through his blood vessels. He moaned as he felt the heat settle in his balls. They felt bloated, overripe, and the desire to plunge his member into a soft, snug cavern of Diana and relieve the pressure growing overwhelming and shouldering aside other thoughts.

She grabbed his arms with hers, stretching them forward, and started gyrating her body along with Clark's naked frame, giving him a full contact massage. Diana's womanhood was rubbing against his firm smooth buttocks.

Clark felt his member hardening more.

Diana swapped rubbing her legs between his: she would have her left leg between Clark's spread legs and then her right. Her aroused womanhood would alternately rub up and down the back of Clark's legs. She was so wet that she was sure she was leaving a trail on Clark's oily skin. She was holding onto Clark's shoulders as she slid up and down his back. She changed her grip to his head as her breasts caressed the back of Clark's neck. She knew he was enjoying feeling her soft breasts sliding on his back. He let out a deep, hoarse moan as she wriggled bosoms around.

All too quickly, however, it was over and Diana slid from Clark's back. She sat next to him.

"Turn over, Love."

Without any hesitation, Clark turned and laid on his back, with his hands behind his head. Clark's fully erect member sprung up and was waving from side to side.

Diana smirked. "Hmm, Junior seems very very happy."

Diana turned the bottle over and spread around more of the oil on the front of Clark's glorious godly body. Diana poured it over his chest, his abdomen, over his length, and his legs. Clark gasped lowly when Oil hits him. He was loving the feeling of the warm oil running over his skin. Diana put down the bottle and massage the oil into him. She started with his chest, her hands moving in circles as she could feel his muscles twitching under her hands. She moved down to his abs and hears his intake of breath as she moves down lower but she skipped over his manhood at the moment and gave a good rub down to the top of his thighs, legs, and feet.

Diana loved the scent of the oil and how her hands can glide over his body. She moved back up and cupped his balls in her hand lightly squeezing them before she took his hard length in her hand and slick oil up and down it.

She looked down and loved the way his skin was so shiny and hard his manhood was jutted out from his body glistening.

Diana then climbed on top of his legs. She deliberately moved up his legs and allowed her womanhood to slide over his rock-hard member. His member poking between her legs. She carefully moved up and down so as not to let him penetrate her. Diana sat astride his thighs as he gazed lustfully up at her glistening body. Her whole front was covered with a light sheen of oil.

Her breathing had quickened as Clark reached up and caressed her breasts and she continued to stroke his length with her womanhood.

She grabbed his manhood, pulled it down, and inserted it between her outer nether lips, sliding them up and down along the full length of his member.

Clark groaned softly. He knew that a little more of this treatment would cause him to have an explosion. Diana must have sensed it too since she quickly ceased her sexy gyrations. Clark started to get up but she pushed his chest down, indicating that she was not finished yet.

Diana poured some more oil on Clark's torso and spread it around his chest and stomach, slowly caressing his well-defined 8-pack and his sculpted oblique muscles. Diana started sliding her body up and down his torso, with her breasts moving from his face to his stomach and down farther.

Her dripping sex leaving a trail of its wetness over his torso and Clark can smell her sweetness mixing with the intoxicating smell of the oil.

After a couple of minutes, Diana raised and moved to sit on his legs and grabbed his member with both her hands. She squeezed it between her palms and started slowly massaging his love muscle, moving her palms vertically upwards with slight rotating motions.

Clark was now breathing heavily, his chest steadily rising and falling. Diana's delicate persistent fingers continued to perform a complicated dance along the full length of Clark's member, playing it like a piano, feeling out all the veins and ridges on his throbbing love muscle.

"Darling," she said as she momentarily stopped her ministrations and looked Clark straight in the eye. She smiled with a mischievous gleam in her eye.

Diana liked the power she had over him.

She then leaned over and took the tip and ran it right under her right breast, Clark was watching her catching his breath with the barely-there sensation. And then Diana moved, achingly slow, leaving a trail of his pre-essence, until its right against her nipple. Then she rolled it over her nipple before gently pressing the tip to dip on her areola. His hips jerked against his breasts and she lets out a laugh.

She repeated the same manipulaion on her left breast until his head kissed the hard nipple there while their eyes still pierce into each other. When the head rubbed the underside of her breasts again he couldn't muffle his groan. His hips jerk up again instinctively, and she pulled her breasts back just a little. and runs it along her parted breasts.

They both were panting heavily and Diana squeezed her oily breasts completely around Clark's rigid member. He didn't need any further instruction, he started rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his hard length in her generous cleavage. She was moving them slowly up and down, gradually increasing the pressure. Clark's breathing got even harder.

"Di…Ah-a-a," Clark moaned softly.

Clark's mind was whirring with wonder and excitement. He had never imagined he would be in this moment with this gorgeous Goddess manipulating and stimulating him in such an erotic and sensual way.

His thoughts were interrupted by Diana leaning over his member, sticking out her wet tongue, and flicking its tip along the surface of Clark's glistening crown.

"Oh, good God!" Clark shouted as his pelvis jerked.

He looked down with heavy-lidded eyes. Diana could see Clark looking at his length sliding in and out of her cleavage. Diana leaned forward and took the head of his erect member into her mouth. Clark grunted loudly as Diana started suckling on his head, running her wet soft tongue all along the surface.

Releasing him from her nestle, She took him in hand and started running her tongue along the full length of his thick manhood. Clark was moaning and panting louder.

"Diana!" he groaned.

He lifted his head and looked at Diana as she was energetically sucked him. With the head of his manhood in her cute mouth, Diana looked at him confidently and smiled at him with a mischievous twinkle in her cerulean eyes. Clark grinned back and reached forward to caress Diana's long, loose raven curls.

She concentrated on his manhood again and in a quick decisive move deep-throated almost the entire length of him.

That was way too much for poor Clark. His chest arched, his body convulsed and he started shooting volleys and volleys of hot essence in Diana's mouth.

Clark finally stopped twitching and his eruption subsided. Diana lapped the rest of the seminal liquid from his member and her palm. She leaned forward and suckled the sensitive head of his member gently, swishing her tongue to clean off the remaining nectar. She then lifted her face and grinned at Clark again wiping her lips with back of her hand.

Clark sat up, leaned forward, and took Diana's smiling face in his hands, and kissed her tenderly, chewing on her soft luscious lips with his own. They both opened their mouths and felt the tips of each other's tongues, wiggling them lightly. The two lovers alternated suckling on each other's tongues and slowly exploring the insides of their lover's mouth. Clark savored the sweet delicate taste of Diana's velvety lingua, also tasting the remnants of himself in her mouth and on her lips.

"You didn't really think I was going to let you give me a massage without giving you one in return, did you?"

"I knew it was a matter of time…"

Feeling more assertive, Clark smirked and swung Diana's body on the table on her back, pushing her hands above her head. He then attacked her tender firm breasts, sucking on her nipples and lathering them with saliva. Diana giggled and squealed approvingly. After what seemed like an endless assault on her tender peaks, he released her nipple with a pop. Clark then started vigorously licking her entire curvaceous soft body, from the neck down, reveling in the delicious taste of her sun-kissed creamy skin, lapping on it like fresh honey, savoring the sweet raw taste slightly spiced with the oil.

Diana giggled, laughed, and thrashed her body, and grabbed Clark's head, caressing his ears. Clark laved her smooth flat stomach, feeling the lean muscles under the satin skin and marveling how strong her body felt. He bypassed her core and concentrated on bathing her strong limber legs with his tongue. He then sat on his knees and tongue-worshipped each of Diana's dainty delicate feet, licking the arches and the pads of her soles and suckling on each of her toes like on sweet candy.

As Clark was savoring Diana's tasty toes of her left foot, Diana moved her right foot up his body and started stroking his chest, pecs, and stomach with the soles of her feet, wiggling her fingers to provide extra massaging motion. Clark sat back enjoying the unusual sensation. Diana then moved her foot lower rubbing his length with her sole.

"Ah, kinky!" Clark exclaimed approvingly.

Diana laughed and proceeded to rub his manhood with her agile toes, stroking the length of his shaft.

"Wow," Clark thought to himself.

Clark sensed that he was getting hard again when Diana stopped her sexy footy ministrations.

"Turn around, Di."

Diana turned to lay on her stomach. Clark poured the oil all over her back and ass, his hands soon following the same path. His hands part her ass cheeks as he drips oil in her ass and she felt his thumb running over and over it in circles. She felt him lay down on her, his body sliding over and over hers. His length rubbing between her ass cheeks and the tip of it is entering her. It felt so erotic and so naughty.

"Oh, Gods, Kal-El…"

Diana ground up against him and Clark reached to tease her womanhood, feeling her slick with oil and drenched with her creamy juices.

He kissed a trail down her back to her ass, playfully biting her ass cheeks making her squeal. He took great care to pour a drops of oil on her puckered hole. Diana had never felt anything like it, she writhed in pleasure when his tongue snaked its way between her cheeks.

"Clark!"

Clark kept the momentum circling repeatedly her rosebuds. She could feel the tension building in her body. The massage clark is giving her had her moaning unlike any other she had experienced thus far with Clark.

Clark thrusted his tongue repeatedly following it with a motion carefully licking an ice cream cone to ensure not a drop spill. Diana screamed, her body going rigid and shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Clark continued until she was completely limp, and stopped panting.

"Needed to get a bite of my cake. Come here and let me get a taste." He gently kissed and nuzzled her cheeks, while rubbing her back as the quivering subsided.

"Oh…you know you are too greedy for just a taste," she raised her brow and smirked.

"You got me," he grinned boyishly. "Now come here."

As Clark laid on his back, Diana shifted her position until she was crouched above his face and facing his feet.

Clark got an extreme close-up view of the lips of her womanhood. They tugged at him with a primal urge and his manhood twitched as the image of slipping it between those cushioned lips entered his thoughts.

Diana bent down to caress his erection with her hand. Her labia twitched, gaping hungrily to reveal a glistening red tunnel. Clark shivered, massaging it gently.

Diana sat down, smothering his face in the soft luscious curvy flesh of her ass he just feasted. He felt the moist folds of her sex rub against his nose and mouth. Her warm juices dribbled onto and between his lips. Each drip set off firecrackers of sensation across his nerve-endings. Her fluids heightened the sensitivity of whatever skin they came into contact with. Clark's lips and tongue fizzed with pleasure. Diana laughed and wiggled her body on top of his face as Clark did what came naturally, and stabbed his tongue between her nether lips. She squealed as he dived in. He lapped at the entrance of her canal, drinking up her nectar, and probed with his stiffened tongue. Then he moved up to her clit, and gave it a long, slow, broad-tongued lap. She whimpered and her toes curled from his touch.

Clark tongued her feverishly, making her twitch and moan. Diana rode his face hard, smearing it with her wetness.

The scent was like a fine wine—the taste was smooth, warm, pleasant; something to crave. Tendrils of perfume twined up his nostrils and wrapped his mind up in soft cotton wool. He felt like he was floating up in the clouds.

The next time Diana raised her ass, Clark was eager to inhale more of her sweet smell. He felt it rush down through his body like a head of steam. The pressure built up beneath his manhood and it swelled up even harder throbbing with need.

"Mmm…yes," Diana purred.

She folded her body down on him until her breasts were resting on his midriff. Long, skillful fingers touched, prodded, and flicked his erection. Clark's sigh of pleasure was cut off smothered in the descending folds of Diana's sex. A soft hand wrapped around the base of his manhood. Soft, full lips kissed the tip. Just a light peck for the first, second, and third touch. For the fourth, the lips remained there, pressed against the swollen head of his member. They slowly sucked, drawing the tip into her mouth.

Clark groaned into her smothering core. His body twitched.

Diana pursed her lips and blew on the tip of him. Her warm lips enclosed the head of him and gave another teasing suck. Her warm breath flowed over and teased the throbbing head with maddening swirls. Diana dipped her head forward and took another teasing suck, going deeper this time, letting the head rest on her moist, fleshy tongue. One hand pumped the base of his length while the fingers of the other fondled and toyed with his balls.

Clark writhed and squirmed beneath her, battered by waves of sensation crashing through his body. He was helpless as she used her fingers and mouth to play him like a virtuoso musician.

Clark buried his head between her thighs again and he knew exactly how to use his mouth on her, within moments she began to convulse atop him and wail in orgasm, she quickly raised up arching her back. Her breathing quickened.

Her cries grew louder, and higher in pitch. She writhed even more energetically. Every bit of it drove Clark to even more enthusiastic efforts. Soon enough, her every breath was a gasp, expelled in a cry of pleasure. Clark dug his fingers into their thighs, holding her down against his mouth, and kept licking.

"Oh, Gods, YES!"

Diana screamed, squealed, lurched, and reached back pulling his hair as the throes of her orgasm took complete control of her body. Clark reveled in how hard she was coming, and did his best to prolong it.

She remained atop him — gasping and wheezing for breath — for quite some time. Clark absently stroked her back, feeling her chest heave, until her breathing began to slow.

Eventually, she shivered, letting out a quavering moan and shifted positions, sliding off him, and flopped onto her back. Clark smiled as he listened to her moan and watched her caressing her breasts with one hand, and her glistening womanhood with the other. He was lost in the moment.

He loved to see her flushed face and chest, her hard nipples, the look of bliss on her face. He took the oil bottle and emptied it all along her body, and then he knelt between her legs laying down on top of her, and rubbed this sex against hers teasingly. He grabbed the sides of her face and kissed her deeply as he moved his body around on her, until they were both even more soaked in oil and incredibly slippery. She started matching his movements, and ran her legs up and down his thighs, his ass, his lower back, while she tried to grasp his slippery back and pull him even closer.

However, suddenly, Clark pulled back and sat up. He spread her legs wide and gripped her ankles in her hands.

He drew her knees up over her shoulders.

"Oh, Goodness, Clark."

He smirked as he kneeled between her legs and raised her compact bottom and buried his face in her stretched-out core, once again inhaling the intoxicating sexy smell. Clark then went to work on her in earnest. He explored with his hungry lips all the folds and crevices of her womanhood, lapping up her delicious juices.

Diana moaned, said something in Greek, and started caressing Clark's head, hair, ears, and cheeks with her hands. She was also gently rocking her curved back providing a light rolling back and forth motion to her body.

As Clark was feasting on Diana's delectable womanhood, he used his lips to suckle on Diana's clit, teasing it with his tongue and gently biting it from time to time, eliciting louder moans and squeals from her. He alternated attacks on her clit, stabbing his tongue deep into her opening, flicking the tip of his tongue up and down inside, and making quick tongue-fucking in and out motions. Clark saw she was starting to contract faster and he realized that she was closed to the edge. He stuck two fingers of his right hand deep into her, suckled hard on her push-button with his lips, and bit it hard with his front teeth.

"Aaah!" Diana screamed loudly in a pitched voice, and exploded in Clark's waiting mouth, flooding it with her love nectar.

Clark lapped up everything like a man dying of thirst.

"Yes, my Love! Oh, Gods, you're so good!"

As Diana slowly came down from her high and her breathing started to slow, they again switched positions. Clark laying on his back with his hands gripping her hips firmly. Diana now straddling his hips firmly, sitting upright.

She lowered her body and they both tensed as her weight press lightly against the swollen head of his length. Her labia, those thick fleshy lips, parted around him and he felt the wet folds of her inner sex against the head of his member. His hips twitched seceding from the rest of his body. They jerked and flexed of their own accord.

Clark reached forward and began caressing Diana's breasts and slender stomach with his powerful hands. Diana grabbed his palms with hers and locked her fingers with his. She raised and lowered her body, rhythmically impaling her flaming womanhood on his rigid shaft. Diana laughed, low and sultry. She had all the control. She rode his upward thrusts with languid ease. She kept the head of his length pressed against her moist folds, but didn't permit him to go any deeper. She wiggled on top of him, teasing him as she ran his sex along the dripping groove of her sex.

Diana's fiery cerulean blue eyes were locked on Clark's ocean blue ones. She started gyrating her pelvis forcefully, making them both moan loudly. Diana grabbed the fingers of Clark's tight hand and stuck them in her mouth, suckling hard.

"Oh, Rao, Diana!" he exclaimed, feeling his body overwhelmed with lust for this fierce Amazon Goddess.

She leaned backwards, bracing her hands on his thighs. She pressed her hips downwards. Clark watched her plump labia swell out and engulf him. He let out a soft groan as he felt the muscular walls of her core contract around the tip of his manhood. Diana closed her eyes. Her cheeks were tinged with red.

"Mmm," she purred.

Clark's head also fell back and another involuntary groan of pleasure escaped him. He felt her juices. Warm and wet, they bathed him and dribbled down his shaft. Just as with his tongue and lips from when she'd sat on his face, her juices magnified the sensitivity of his skin. The warm folds of her sex swept across his world, sucking him and coating his skin in more of her body's secretions.

Diana looked down and met his gaze. Her eyes gleamed and she smiled. She started to sink down farther on him, slowly taking him inside her, inch by exquisite inch, hugging the length of his shaft. Sinking as far down on him as she could, she convulsed. Her walls undulated up and down Clark's erection. Inside her, his manhood was deluged in thick, warm fluids that sank into his skin and sent his nerve endings wild with pleasure.

"Diana…"

Calm and perfectly poised, Diana moved her hips up and down. Her full breasts bobbed with her movements, but the rest of her body was still and composed. The stone rocked and swayed beneath them and Diana incorporated that into her undulations movements, timing each downward thrust to match the rising crest of each wave.

Clark just stared at her. Her face was beautiful and radiant.

All his thoughts were being crowded out. The only thing left was the sinuous motion of her hips as she smoothly engulfed his cock within her silken sheath again and again.

Diana came down hard, pushing Clark's erection all the way up inside her. He was pressed against that soft cushion and came away with a nice tingling sensation and desire to bury himself even deeper into her. Soft, hot, moist flesh ballooned around the fleshy head of him and engulfed him absorbing him almost in a tight muscular grip.

Diana gave a sharp intake of breath. She paused. She contracted hard around Clark's shaft, trapping him in a tight, fleshy vice. Her eyes widened.

"Oh…Clark…Clark…!" She gasped. "Clark!"

Diana's head dropped forwards. Her lovely supple lips pouted in a cute little 'o' as a short sigh of pleasure slipped from her mouth. Her cheeks blushed deep red. Her womanhood pulsed again and a whiplash of breath-taking pleasure thrummed through Clark. His spine arched backward, pressing his shoulders back against the stone.

Diana lifted her head up and gave a loud cry.

"Mmm," Diana murmured.

She relaxed again and sank back down on Clark, letting his trapped erection be drawn up deeper into the smothering flesh of her womanhood. The muscular walls undulated and sucked, sending another blast of ecstasy rushing through Clark's body.

Diana looked at him with eyes full of fiery passion. She sang words in Grecian tongue. They sounded like the sweetest, purest notes, with angelic harmonies.

The liquid interior of Diana's womanhood slithered and tugged at him. She had full control. Clark felt she could make him come at any time, but instead, her motions were slow and practiced. She teased him with silken tugs that left him always just short of a threshold that kept rising a little each time.

She wriggled her hips, rubbing more of her juices into Clark's throbbing length. He couldn't move. The slightest motion and his over-aroused member would rub up against her walls, incapacitating him with a burst of intense pleasure. She had him completely helpless and she knew it.

After a couple of minutes of grunt-filled copulation, Diana shouted something else in Greek and Kryptonian as she re-enveloped Clark in her tight love canal.

Clark grabbed Diana's ass and the small of her back and started moving her body up and down, fucking her on his straining member. Diana clung to Clark closer, pressing her slick satin breasts against his heaving muscular chest. They both moaned and panted noisily.

Clark then leaned forward and planted a hungry wet kiss on Diana's mouth, his tongue fighting an intense duel with Diana's. As Clark came up for air, he planted kisses down her neck then buried his face in her breasts. He caressed the firm pillows, feeling the pliant flesh underneath the silky skin, and suckled on each of her nipples, chewing them lightly with his lips. Diana continued stroking his hair, neck, and shoulders.

Pure sensation overwhelmed Clark with Diana's motions only short, controlled thrusts of her hips. Clark heard liquid sounds as the thick, soft walls of her sex crawled over his erection. Her lust had engulfed him whole. Clark gasped through gritted teeth. His hips bucked upwards.

Clark maneuvered Diana on the stone, laying her on her back, and her legs hooked over his shoulders. He raised his hips, supporting his weight on his forearms, and started slamming into Diana like a jack-rabbit. She emitted a high-pitched scream and pulled Clark's face for a ravenous kiss. He felt her moist tongue forcefully enter his mouth and he started suckling on it like sweet candy.

Diana moaned, reached between their bodies with her hand, and started rubbing her clit furiously. Clark increased the speed and the urgency of his thrusts, burrowing deeper and faster in her core as if trying to reach her womb. One orgasm merged with the next as Diana abandoned control of her body to these unconscious reflexes.

Supporting herself with her hands on Clark's knees. She continued impaling herself on him, also rocking her hips backward and forward. Clark reached out with his right hand and started rubbing her clit, while caressing her stomach with his left hand. Diana's moans got louder, and she screamed something a mix of Greek and Kryptonian. Clark had no idea what that was but it sounded good!

She shifted position and leaned forward for a hungry kiss, grabbing Clark's neck. He returned the kiss and embraced Diana's nimble torso, caressing the sides of her breasts. Diana screamed again and suddenly made a 180-degree turn, with Clark now on his back, still embedded in her flaming womanhood. Clark thought that he saw stars but continued pummeling her. Diana threw her head back, with her right hand on Clark's chest and with her left hand working her push-button furiously. Clark knew that they were both about to explode at any moment.

She pulsed. A warm, thick fluid poured into her fleshy cavity and submerged Clark's trapped member. Diana closed her eyes and murmured. Her walls slowly undulated, stirring the fluid around his erection and massaging it into his flesh. Clark gasped. His hips twitched. His member surged and strained, eager to burrow deeper inside her. Diana leaned down over him and crushed her soft lips against his. She caressed the side of his face with her nails. Fires raged in the depths of their eyes.

His body convulsed. Her sex continued to throb around him. Her full breasts rested on his chest. Her skin felt so hot against his. A raging furnace.

The tide of pleasure rose up and claimed the last of Clark's thoughts. It was wonderful, the most natural thing in the world. He felt only the contentment of absolute release. His body sang with pleasure as if he wanted this to continue forever and ever.

With a loud grunt, Clark started spewing streams and streams of hot essence deep inside Diana. He felt her pelvis contact wildly, and with a loud scream, Diana exploded again too, her love juices flooding between their copulating bodies. His member throbbed, again and again, each time depositing another hot, sticky load into the Amazon's smothering grip. The ejaculation kept going, way past the point it should have ended as Clark pumped jets, streams, rivers of essence into Diana's greedy sex. The soft walls kept stroking and stroking, coaxing more and more juice from his straining manhood.

Diana relaxed around him. Clark went from feeling as though his manhood had been trapped in a vice to feeling as though it was sunk in luxuriously soft putty. A gasp slipped from his open mouth as more warm fluids swirled around his member. Diana's walls stroked against him in pleasant undulations. It didn't matter that their sexual organs were sealed together. She didn't need to move; the internal motions of her womanhood were friction enough. The flesh stroked and stroked up his shaft and teased the end with moist kisses.

Diana's hands caressed Clark's back and neck with tenderness, as she nibbled on his ear and his adam's apple. She lifted her head and Clark kissed all over her face softly before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Diana caressed his face, smiling at him.

They could feel each other's hearts racing as their deep breathing whistled in and out of their heaving chests. His member remained buried deep inside her.

"That was glorious," Diana panted.

"That was sensational," responded Clark with a huge grin. "I think we should have these kinds of deep tissue massages more often. The oil was nice. My beautiful Goddess all sexy and slippery."

Diana giggled. "Oh of course! Especially after a long battle, days away on out world missions, or Daily Planet, UN and University work. I'll get a few bottles of oil to take back home."

"Hmmm…?"

"What is it?"

"I think…how about we go to the Fortress instead?"

"The Fortress, the apartment, the Tower…anywhere we can have our time alone is fine with me, Love."

"I meant for…safety reasons…"

"Oh?"

"We made not just the temple shake but the entire island."

Diana gasped then burst out laughing.

"Mmhmm…we can't help ourselves in the throes of passion." Diana kissed him again. "I love you, Kal-El."

"I love you, too, Diana."

"Kal, Beloved..." Diana cupped his face staring deeply into his eyes. "It's only you." She said sternly. "No one will ever take away what we have. No one else will have my heart like you do. We tried holding back the love we have for one another but we couldn't. Yes, because of the meddling of a succubus it came about in a way we didn't intend but we are together now. Reveling in our unadulterated love."

Clark smiled proudly and cupped Diana's face. "You are so gorgeous. I'm so grateful for you, Diana. I don't know what I did to deserve you bu-"

"Being the most honorable, respectable, honest man, knowing all the right things to do and say."

"Diana, I promise you, I'm going to do my damnedest to keep that gorgeous smile on your face."

"I know, Love. I know," she said kissing him passionately.

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Early the next morning….

Clark woke up looking to his right side where his beautiful Diana was still sleeping. He smiled at the peaceful, happy expression on her face. Clark turned over on his side and propped his head in his hand. He gently brushed strands of hair out of her face and leaned overlaying soft kisses all over her face then a gentle kiss on her lips.

She moved slightly. "Love…" she mumbled.

Clark smiled and kissed her lips softly again before easing out of bed.

He walked over to the balcony and leaned over it. Themyscira was truly breathtaking. The sun was beaming ever so brightly, the cool breeze felt so good. Clark inhaled deeply taking in the fresh air.

Looking down, he saw Queen Hippolyta on her horse, taking her morning stroll on the beach.

He quickly got dressed and flew down from the balcony.

"Good morning, Queen Hippolyta," he smiled flying down to her.

She looked up. "Good Morning, Kal-El." She frowned and tilted her head. "My daughter?"

"She's still asleep. I wanted take this opportunity to speak with you alone. I have something very important to say and ask."

"Oh? Well, go on."

Clark took a breath and nodded slightly. "I wanted to thank you for welcoming me. Regardless of being with Diana, you had every right to still refuse me being here. The other Amazons have every right to feel how they feel about me. I don't want to cause any kind of rift. I love Diana. I'm very much in love with her. I want to prove that I can be trusted by all of you. I know that Diana and all of you can protect yourselves as the greatest of warriors. But I feel it is my duty to protect the home of the woman I love."

"Well Kal-El, I must admit that upon your first introduction a few years ago, I was quite skeptical of you. As a mother, my daughter's well-being is my priority. I'm sure Diana has told you of our history with the outside world of man. I myself have encountered powerful men, like you." Hippolyta raised her brow. "You can understand where the skepticism comes from?"

"Yes ma'am, I do. And like I said, I understand. It's why I'm grateful to be here like this. When I first met Diana, she too felt skeptical. That I would be just like the men she'd heard of. I made that my personal mission to show her my truth. That she can trust and open up to me. We've always known that our feelings were deeper but we set a boundary putting our responsibilities first. We developed our friendship and it was inevitable to take the next step to something more." Clark paused and took a deep breath. "Queen Hippolyta, what I'm trying to say is that I want what Diana and I have to continue to evolve and take further steps. We don't want to rush things. I don't want Diana feeling pressured. When the time is right and we're both ready, I ask for your blessing, Queen Hippolyta, to have your daughter's hand in marriage?"

Hippolyta raised her brow. "You want my daughter to bare your children? To cook and clean and be submissive to you? Conform to man's world domestication."

Clark's heart immediately skipped a beat. He shook his head. "No! No! Your highness, no. That never crossed my mind. Well except for children…" He paused seeing her expression. "But only if Diana wants to. I would be the one honored to be the father of Diana's children." He ran his hand through his hair nervously and sighed. "Your highness, I mean I know that the views of the Amazons are different than man's world when it comes to things like this…and I don't expect us doing things in a traditional sense. I just want to make Diana happy. Whatever she wants and needs, how she wants, I'll do my damndest to provide."

Hippolyta smirked. "You are a brave man, Kal-El. A man of truth, honor, loyalty, and respect. My daughter is quite fond of you and she speaks highly of you. You've shown your worth and I give you my trust. However…"

Hippolyta took out her sword pointing the tip to Clark's adam's apple.

Clark jumped slightly, raising his hands in defense and gulped. "Dammit, not again," he thought to himself.

"Do not disappoint me and make me regret my decision, Kal-El."

"Yes- I mean no...no ma'am. You won't regret a thing."

"As you said, when the time is right, you shall have my daughter's hand."

When she placed her sword back in its sheath, Clark sighed of relief and smiled proudly. "Thank you, Queen Hippolyta," he bowed.