Page 16 of Eternally Theirs

Finally, Deo spoke. “I didn’t mean for you to see that. Either of you.”

“No. But that is how it works sometimes,” Ever said, still shaken by the depth of emotion he felt. In Deo. In Mercy. In himself. “There was an intense connection between us. Perhaps because you and Mercy are so bonded.”

“Maybe,” Mercy said, her voice muffled against his shoulder. “Or maybe it’s you too, Ever. Maybe you’re a necessary element.”

He couldn’t quite believe it. He hadn’t had that sort of bond with anyone since Vérún. Perhaps not even then. He’d loved her, but her mind had never been solid.

A sharp pain thinking of her now, with Deo’s sorrow so fresh.

How was it he was feeling so much? After the way he’d been these last months. These last years, if he thought about it. And he hadn’t ever come upon anyone, mortal or vampire, who touched him the way these two did. There was a purity about them. Even their wantonness in bed was pure, as though they hadn’t been tainted by the world. As though they could wash him clean.

His heart thundered in his chest. He didn’t understand it.

Mercy’s arms enclosed him, and Deo’s joined hers. He was held between them, these two sweet bodies. He wanted to leap up, to leave them, to leave behind this jagged, tearing sense of vulnerability. It was something he’d never felt before. Never. But he couldn’t force himself to move.

“Ever,” Mercy whispered. “Stay with us. Be with us.”

His heart surged once more. It was pleasure and pain, but of an unfamiliar kind. “Yes, Ever. Be with us,” Deo echoed.

Mercy felt Ever’s body tense, as though he would spring from the bed. Her tears for Deo’s past had dried but new ones sprang to her eyes. So much pain in Ever, so much sadness. She wanted to heal him. The only way she knew was with her body—with hers and Deo’s and the love they shared.

After several long moments, Ever relaxed, bit by bit.

“I will not leave you,” he said. “I find I cannot.”

She smiled, and he turned onto his back. Mercy raised herself onto her arm and bent to kiss him softly on the mouth. She drew back to let Deo do the same. And felt lust squeeze deep in her body, pussy and belly and breasts, watching their mouths join.

“Ah, seeing the two of you kiss… I’ve never seen anything like it,” she whispered in awe. “I’ve never seen anything more erotic.”

Ever smiled even as he pressed his mouth harder to Deo’s. He reached for her, his hand finding her breast. He squeezed her nipple hard, making her gasp, making her laugh. Deo growled, pulling his mouth from Ever’s.

“Come here, love.”

She moved in, kissed Deo’s soft mouth, her body going hot all over. And absolutely soaking wet when Ever slipped his hand between her thighs.

“You’re more than ready,” he said.

She pulled away from Deo’s mouth, looking into his ocean eyes as she answered Ever’s question. “Yes.”

“But you need more.” Ever suggested.

Without taking her gaze from Deo’s, she said, “I want to see the two of you. I want to see Deo’s beautiful mouth on your cock.”

Ever laughed. “So do I.”

Deo grinned at her, and she sat up on her knees to watch as he knelt next to Ever’s beautiful body, which was all sleek planes and angles. Deo bent his head, his dark curls falling over his cheeks. He stroked Ever’s long, pale cock with his fingers.

“Suck me, Deo,” Ever commanded.

Deo licked his lips. Her pussy clenched as he leaned in and took just the swollen tip of Ever’s cock between his lips. Ever groaned softly.

“Ah, God,” she murmured.

Deo lifted his head. “Is this what you wanted to see, Mercy? Ever’s cock in my mouth? Down my throat?”

His blue-green eyes were sparkling. His own cock was a thick shaft of rigid flesh between his muscular thighs.

“Oh yes. I want to see you take command of him. To see you render him helpless with desire, as you do to me.”

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