Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP-Chapter 377: The Reunion (2) (R-18)

Ash spent a few days around the palace with all the women doing many menial things. But it was all meaningful as they were able to be with him again after cycles of not being able to.

Currently, he was walking through the palace towards the chambers of Aphrodite, as the women had come to a consensus.

They wouldn’t be having some orgy, but rather he would take his time with each and every one of them.

His bare feet made no sound against the cool marble.

As always, he wore only loose black sweatpants—no shirt, no shoes. With all his tattoos gone except for the one beneath his eye, his full physique was on display.

He pushed open the double doors to Aphrodite’s chambers without knocking.

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The room was vast, with high ceilings painted to reflect the stars. All around, her pale pink walls were covered with paintings of Ash.

They covered the walls, leaned against furniture, stood in stacks on the floor. Some were old, edges curling with age; others looked painted yesterday, colors still vivid and wet.

Aphrodite sat in the center of it all on her enormous bed.

She wore only a thin black and pink robe that slipped off one shoulder, barely tied at the waist, hair cascading in soft waves down her back.

She had been looking at one of the paintings—a small one of him sitting shirtless on a cliff edge, with the wind drifting his hair—when the doors opened.

The moment her eyes fell on him, her breath hitched for what felt like the millionth time.

For a heartbeat, she just stared—afraid that if she blinked, he might vanish again. Then her lips lifted into the softest, most heartbreaking smile he had ever known.

"You’re really here," she whispered.

Ash chuckled low, eyes sweeping the room once more.

"You really didn’t hold back on the art, did you?" he said, voice warm with amusement and something deeper.

"You don’t like painting me... more than you like me myself, do you?"

Aphrodite laughed—soft.

"This was all I had," she said simply. "Especially after the children left years ago...."

Mentioning that, her eyes slowly widened as if remembering something. But before she could speak, Ash had already crossed the room.

He leaned down first, bracing one hand on the mattress beside her hip, the other gently cupping her cheek.

"Shh, don’t you worry about another thing," he said quietly.

Mwooch!

He kissed her slowly, savoring every moment.

From her lips to her cheeks, then to her forehead, he left gentle kisses all around.

As he did, he moved onto the bed, adjusting himself with steady care. By the time he was settled, Aphrodite was seated on his lap, their foreheads resting together.

For several long heartbeats they simply existed like that—letting their breaths mingle.

"Hmm, you seem more beautiful," she whispered, fingers tracing across his chest. "Or maybe I just forgot exactly how good you looked~"

Ash’s hands settled on her waist—thumbs stroking slow, soothing arcs along her lower ribs.

"Nah... I’ve definitely grown better looking" he chuckled back, lips curving. "And you... my living beauty. I’ve missed your smell and every touch."

Aphrodite’s breath hitched at the words.

She leaned in and kissed him again, this time with more depth.

Their tongues met in an unhurried dance, exploring gently, tasting the salt of dried tears mixed with the faint sweetness that always lingered on her.

Her hands slid upward to cradle his face, thumbs tracing the sharp line of his jaw while her fingers wove into his hair.

He answered with equal tenderness, his hands gliding slowly up her spine beneath the robe, not missing a single inch as he caressed her with deliberate care.

When his fingers reached the nape of her neck, he held her there, tilting her head just enough to draw her into an even deeper kiss.

The robe slid from her shoulders, gathering at her elbows.

Ash broke the kiss just long enough to trace his lips along her jaw and down the curve of her neck, pressing soft kisses—once, twice—before lingering there, sucking gently as if to leave his mark.

Aphrodite let out a quiet moan, tilting her head back to grant him more access, her fingers curling tighter in his hair.

"Ah~ Yes... I’ve dreamed of this," she breathed. "Every night. Every painting was me trying to remember how your touch felt.."

He hummed against her skin, the vibration traveling straight through her.

"Then let me remind you."

He kissed lower—slow, deliberate open-mouthed kisses across her collarbone, then down the gentle swell of her breast.

When he reached her nipple he circled it with the flat of his tongue first—before drawing it into his mouth with gentle suction.

Aphrodite arched, a soft whimper escaping her as she rocked forward instinctively, pressing herself closer.

Ash kept his mouth on her nipple, tongue flicking slow circles while his hand slid down her stomach, fingers dipping between her thighs.

She was already wet, slick enough that his fingertips glided easily along her folds. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He teased her clit with light strokes—but those light strokes caused pleasure like no other.

She shuddered as she sat on his lap, and Ash only continued while switching to her other breast, sucking harder this time, teeth grazing just enough to pull a shaky gasp from her.

Aphrodite’s breathing turned ragged. She tugged at his hair, pulling his face back up so she could kiss him again... in a much messier and needy kiss.

It was all tongue and her quiet moans swallowed between their lips.

When they broke apart, she was panting, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy.

"Lie back," she whispered, voice thick. "I want to taste you too... let me sit on your face. Please."

Ash’s smiled as he shook his head. "You still won’t stop acting as if you’re begging me, will you?"

She flashed the most beautiful smile he’d seen.... the same one that stole his heart cycles ago.

He let her push him down onto the pillows.

The moment his head hit the silk, Aphrodite swung a leg over him, straddling his chest first, then scooting back until her knees framed his head.

She braced her hands on his abs, looking back and down at him with that soft, hungry expression that caused his already hard cock to throb even more.

Ash gripped her hips and pulled her down until her pussy hovered right over his mouth.

The first slow lick dragged from her clit all the way to her ass hole— it was a slow lick as he savored every bit of it.

"Oooooh fi..nally~" She moaned as she whimpered, hips rocking instinctively.

He moved his tongue again and he sealed his lips around her clit and sucked gently while his tongue flicked the underside in quick little circles.

At the same time, she leaned forward, her gentle hands wrapping around his cock.

Mwooch!

She gave the head a soft kiss—before taking him into her mouth.

After so many cycles of feeling the one man to ever make her overwhelming beauty feel like nothing.

The first to truly love and not lust after her.

It was no way possible she would rush this. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then sank down slowly, hollowing her cheeks as she bobbed in long, wet pulls.

Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

And in moments, they found a rhythm without words.

Ash groaned low against her pussy every time she took him deep.

He alternated between sucking her clit and fucking her with his tongue.

And while doing this he moved a finger in and out her ass hole simultaneously, causing Aphrodite to moan around his cock.

Even despite the overwhelming pleasure... she never once broke rhythm. Even after having multiple small orgasms.

And long minutes eventually bled into hours of them just savoring each other.

[A/N: #True Eaters... lol]

SPURT!!!

Before long Aphrodite had her first major orgasm.

Her body locked up, thighs clamping around his head. She rose as she moaned loudly.

"Ash! Ohhhhh!"

All of her love juices flooded his mouth like a downpour; And he drank every drop, licking her through the aftershocks until she was trembling and oversensitive.

Afterwhile, she leaned back down and began again.

This time however.... Her head bobbed faster—countless times sloppier— using both hands stroking what her mouth couldn’t reach.

"Mmm... please cum for me—please" Ash’s hips lifted in shallow thrusts, fucking up into her throat hearing this.

"Ugh!" He came with a low grunt. "Fuck!"

And Aphrodite swallowed greedily, moaning at the taste, milking him with her mouth until he was spent... well more like until she was spent.

They stayed like that for a moment—her cheek resting against his still rock-solid cock, his face still buried between her thighs.

Both were breathing heavily but had smiles lingering on their faces.

Aphrodite then rose from him, turned, and made her way back up his body.

She straddled his hips again, this time facing him. His cock easily slid between her soaked folds.

She rocked slowly, coating him in her wetness, eyes locked on his.

"Please....," she whispered. "I need you inside me, my heart....."

"My Aphrodite, I adore it when you speak like that~."

He grabbed her hips and met her as she sank onto him in one long, smooth glide.

"Ahh~ Yes, I’ve mi...ssed this so much" She moaned as he bottomed out.

She paused as she leaned and began to lick his face before kissing him deeply.

Then she started to move.

She began with slow rolls of her hips at first—grinding in deep circles that dragged him against every sensitive spot inside her.

Ash matched her pace—thrusting up gently, hands sliding up her sides to cup her breasts, pinching her nipples in time with each roll.

PAH!

PAH!

PAH!

They kissed again— tongues sliding together while their bodies rocked in perfect sync.

Aphrodite’s rhythm faltered—hips stuttering as another big orgasm built. She clung to his shoulders, nails digging in, forehead pressed to his.

"Harder... please fuck me harder my heart!""

PAH!

PAH!

He thrust up harder once, twice—hitting that spot—and she shattered again, walls clamping down around him in long, fluttering pulses.

SPURT!!!!!!!!

"Ooommhhhh!!!!!" Her cry was muffled against his lips; he kissed her through it, swallowing every sound.

Only when she was trembling did he finally let go—hips snapping up once more as he came deep inside her, groaning low against her throat.

"Ugh.... I love you—"

In the next moment, they collapsed as Aphrodite’s pussy began to overflow with his cum.

Aphrodite curled against his chest, ear pressed over his heartbeat.

"I love you more," she whispered.

Ash kissed the top of her head.

"Haha, I doubt that dear."