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"Absolutely. They will tease you and meddle in your business as much as possible like they do me," Eris replied with a grin.

Enzo took a sip of the beer in his hand for courage. "And they won't care if you bring home a mortal?"

Eris pulled her sunglasses down her nose so she could look at him with her velvety dark eyes. "Why? Do you have a mortal in mind that I should be taking home?"

Enzo placed the bottle of water in the cup holder. "Looks like this beer is going to be mine now." He took another large mouthful of it.

"I'll suck your dick for it," Eris said sweetly, and Enzo struggled not to choke.

Eris's smile turned naughty. She slid from the sun mattress to her feet and then slowly dropped to her knees on the polished wooden deck.

"I… Are you serious?" he stammered, his dick hardening.

"Of course I am." Eris stroked her hands up his thighs. "If you don't want it, now is the time to say."

"Of course I want it," Enzo said, putting the beer into its holder so he wouldn't drop it. He brushed his fingers through her hair and nodded. Her smile went even more wicked, and she nuzzled her face against the hard length of him through his shorts.

Enzo's breath caught as she gripped the drawstring of his shorts between her teeth and pulled them loose. With a gently tug of fabric, she freed his aching dick. Eris's fingers stroked him softly as she fluttered her long lashes at him.

"Don't look away," she said.

Enzo's fingers tightened in her hair. "Don't go easy on me."

"Never," she purred and licked the bead of pre-cum off his tip.

Enzo couldn't have looked away if he wanted to. Eris's soft lips and tongue on him were the most incredible thing he had ever seen or felt. He let her set the pace, which was gentle enough only until she got used to the size of him. Her dark eyeswatched every gasp and tremor and helpless sound he made. And then she used everything she had learned against him to blow his mind.

Enzo had both hands in her hair, giving himself something to hold onto. One of Eris's hands slipped under his shirt so she could drag her nails over his stomach and down to squeeze his ass. Her grip tightened, and she began dragging him against her.

"You want it harder, goddess?" Enzo said, rubbing his hand over her jaw. "You want me to fuck this perfect mouth of yours?"

Eris's nails dug into his hips, and she nodded as best she could with her mouth full of him.

"Tap out if it's too much," he panted, already struggling not to blow. Eris somehow managed to give him an incredulous look. Enzo gripped her hair. "You're very sassy for someone with their mouth full of dick." He didn't give her a chance to sass him again as he thrust hard into her mouth.

Eris groaned and sucked him harder than anything he had felt in his life. She took everything he gave her and then heightened it. Her hand dropped to cup and squeeze his balls, and he was done for. Pure ecstasy shot through him, setting his whole body alive with light and blissful agony. He came down her throat until it was leaking out the corners of her mouth. He loosened his grip on her, but Eris hung on and took her time to lick him clean.

"Was it worth the beer—" she began and squeaked in surprise when Enzo hauled her up to sit on the edge of the raised platform. He kissed her hard and deep.

Eris moaned against him, her tongue flicking against his and her long legs wrapping around him. Enzo pushed aside the hem of her bikini bottoms and stroked her drenched pussy.

"Oh, fuck yes, faster," she whispered against his neck, her arms pulling him closer.

Enzo thrust two fingers into her in a brutal rhythm, his large thumb moving to circle and tease her clit. Eris cried out and sank her teeth into his neck as she came on his hand, her gorgeous body shaking against him. Enzo kissed her harder and more possessive than he had kissed anyone in his life. Eris's tongue found his as she deepened the embrace until they were both breathless. Her lips were so red, her eyes fucked out wide, and her hair a messy tangle.

"You are so perfect in every way." Enzo kissed her softly once again. He slowly removed his hand from her. His fingers were glistening with her come. "That beer is yours, but this is mine," he said and licked them clean of her musky, sweet taste.

"A great deal," Eris replied with a satisfied chuckle before draining her well-earned beer.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Castro was a coastal town packed with people eager to cool off in its blue-green waters. They pulled into the port alongside smaller boats filled with snorkeling gear and teenagers eager to explore the coastline.

Eris took it all in with a relaxed smile. Maybe it wasn't because the curse wasn't affecting anyone around her, or because Enzo had given her some of the best orgasms of her life, but the thought of dealing with people didn't bother her as much as it usually did.

Enzo organized their docking for the day and helped her off the boat, just like he always did. He was also wearing a lazy, relaxed smile whenever he glanced her way. Eris had always been a fuck-and-run sort of person, and her lovers had never fought to stick around longer than that. Enzo didn't seem to want to go anywhere, and neither did she.

They hadn't moved past kissing and mutual head jobs, and Eris was okay with that. Enzo hadn't pushed her for more either. Was this what people meant by taking it slow? She had never been sure because she had never tried to have a relationship before.

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