Page 9 of Eternally Theirs

“Yes. But I was talking about Ever.” She nodded.

“I could feel his desire for you like a lamp lighting up the room.”

“He wants you too.”

“Yes,” Deo agreed. “And he is the most amazing creature I’ve ever seen.”

She brushed his cool cheek with her fingertips. “What is it, Deo?”

“I’ve become used to having you to myself. But now… I feel different. I know you do too. My need for sex is so powerful. It’s not that you aren’t enough for me, my

Mercy.”

“I understand. I do,” she insisted. “It’s just that some of the others are so incredibly enticing. But Ever… I’m so drawn to him. I didn’t think I would want anyone as much as I want you. It’s more than his age and his great beauty. Aleron and Ramsey are beautiful too, but I don’t feel this immense, driving need for them. There’s something purely chemical about it.”

“Yes, exactly.”

“He’s so sad,” she said, as much to herself as to Deo.

“It makes him more approachable. And less so, at the same time.”

“Yes. But, Deo, how do you feel about this? The idea of us being with others?”

“I want it,” he answered. “But only with you, Mercy. Only if you’re a part of it.

And you? What do you want?”

“My desires are the same as yours. For others. For Calam, yes. But mostly my desire is for Ever. Intensely. I’m certain he knows it.”

Deo nodded, a slow smile crossing his features. “I have a feeling we’re about to discover something wholly new to us both.”

“You’ve been with other men before, I know. I’ve seen it in your head.”

“I have. But Ever isn’t like any man I’ve known before. I’m glad to know you feel as I do. I had some sense of it in your response to him, but I had to hear it from you.”

He picked up her hand to brush a kiss over her knuckles, and once more her body lit with need.

She smiled, and his eyes went dark and glossy. She reached down and found his cock hardening once more.

“Ah, I love this about you, about you being immortal,” she told him, stroking him with a light, teasing touch.

He laughed, arched his hips into her hand, and she fisted around his rigid flesh.

“Ah, yes, let me just fuck your hand for a moment, love.”

She tightened her grasp, loving the solidity of him, his moans and sighs of pleasure as she moved her palm up and down his erect cock. She felt the power in it, in the ability to bring him pleasure. Loved to see him close his eyes, his lips parting.

“Will you come in my hand, Deo?”

He laughed again, and suddenly he was on her, picking her up, then shoving her down on the Persian carpet next to the big bed and spreading her thighs with his hands.

“Maybe, love. But first I’ll make you come. Once, twice. I want to hear you come, my Mercy. I want to hear you scream your pleasure.”

He bent his head and licked her, his tongue slipping over her already wet cleft.

“Ah, Deo.”

He licked again, his tongue delving between the soft folds of her pussy as his fingers pushed inside her, one then two, then three. He angled his fingers, pressing against her G-spot.

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