Page 81 of Poseidon's Island Flower

The room was dark, only the slightly glowing fish that swam on the ceiling gave off any light. And as the fish glowed, it lit up her tanned skin, making her look like she was a goddess already. Her soft, tousled hair and her inviting, pouty lips made me long to kiss her all over again.

As much as I enjoyed making her come and her doing the same to me, kissing was my favorite.

“I care about us. I care about what we do together, not what all your big god friends think.” Lani rolled to the side and pulled my head into her chest.

I really like breasts. I think I like them as much as kissing.

I rubbed my beard against her nipple. She gasped and laughed against the tickle of my hair against her sensitive skin.

“And I hope for as long as I am alive on this earth, you will want to keep me,” she whispered to herself.

I was about to close my eyes until they burst open when I felt a pang of pain in my heart. I rose to my elbow and pushed my mate on her back. Unshed tears welled in her eyes.

“What do you mean, as long as you are alive?” I growled.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Lani

WhenIlookedintohis eyes, I was surprised by the intensity. A fire that I had never seen before exploded brighter than when Cory had dared to put his hands on me. The soft creases around his eyes and gentle smile he had displayed since we’d met was long gone. Now in their place was an intensity, a desire, a fire that went straight to my sex.

It was hot as hell, this fierce god that now hovered over me. His grip around my arms tightened, my clit pulsed between my legs while his ragged breath filtered down my neck.

“What do you mean, while you are alive, Lani?”

All playfulness gone, I swallowed, baring the most vulnerable part of me. I let his eyes sink deeper, further than I had ever let anyone in. I was a strong woman. I didn’t let anyone in easily, but he had crawled underneath my skin and took hold of my soul.

It was a feeling I couldn’t explain. The tough exterior I exuded had weakened beyond repair. This wasn’t just a fling for me like when I was younger. This was real, but how real was it for him?

He was a god. Gods lived forever, or at least that was what the legends said. I’ll turn old and wrinkled while he continues to stand the tests of time.

Would I be a blink in his journey through the ages? Would he forget me as the years passed? Would I make an imprint on his heart like he had on mine?

Tears welled in my eyes; endless pools of questions remained unanswered. He was a god; I was human. There was no question about that. I would soon die, returning to the earth as dust. My soul would float to the Underworld, which I now knew to exist, and float unattached to anyone else while he continued to live.

Would I be able to watch him from afar? Watch him fall in love with another human after years of me being gone? The thought alone enraged me, and I gripped his biceps with my fingers, digging into his skin.

“My Flower,” Poseidon pleaded. His forehead touched mine, my heart quickened at his ability to show affection.

He’d grown so much in just days of knowing him, and so did my heart. It was allowing another person in besides my brother, but of course, this time on a more romantic level.

“I’m human,” I choked out. “I won’t live forever like you. I should be grateful to know you. You’ve already given me so much happiness in the weeks I’ve known you.” I smiled and brushed one of those crazy red curls from his face.

He was handsome before in his human form, but this big, thick muscled and red-haired god-form was amazing, too. He was the gentle giant I loved.

Hell, love. Surely I couldn’t love him so quickly?

“But I guess knowing you will live on without me, that I will grow old, makes me sad. Is it crazy to think I want to spend the rest of my life with you, after knowing you for such a short time?” I chuckled nervously. “I have these overwhelming feelings I just cannot explain.”

Poseidon let out a breath, his lips tracing from my forehead down my face and onto my lips. “You will not die, Lani.”

“But I’m human, it’s inevitable. I will die and you will move on,” I argued.

Our naked bodies became flushed with one another, his cock straining against my thigh. My fingers entangled in his hair, and he forced his lips on me.

Instead of me taking the lead, he did so himself. He prodded my lips open with his tongue and pushed my wrists above my head and pinned them there. I withered beneath him, his kiss becoming more frantic.

Yes, have your way with me.

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