Page 21 of Sequel to the Easter Bunny

But some part of me had thought that maybe I’d misremembered. Maybe his cock wasn’t as enormous as I remembered.

“I’ve missed you.” I remind him, looking up to meet his eyes.

Heavy in my hand, I stroke him as I drag his face down to meet mine.

Kissing him relieves some of the tension that has held him upright. “What do you want of me?”

“I want you to forget she’s here. I want what you would have given me if this hadn’t happened.” I nod down to the scratch on my arm.

“I will try, for you.” He kisses me one more time, his fingers hard on my jaw before he eases me back and relaxes into his throne.

It doesn’t matter that his posture is a lie. The way he looks at me…. I shiver before I brush my lips over the tip of him. I trail my tongue along him, sugary sweet.

Monstrously long.

Dangerously thick.

I can only imagine what it looks like from someone else’s perspective.

My own personal god has a cock most women could only dream of… and most likely wouldn’t dare.

Trailing my tongue along his sugary skin, I shiver at the memory of how sweet his come is.

“What does he taste like, Lily?”

Her words are an unwanted interruption, so when I answer, I look up at him, not back to her.

“You’re my favourite flavour in both realms.”

She chuckles lowly behind me, the rhythmic thrum of her purr rising like a wave and ebbing just as quickly.

I could suck his cock for hours, but our audience feels like the type to be easily bored.

“It’s a treat I don’t plan to share.” I say, my lips brushing his head with each word, and Jack’s smile twitches.

Lako’s purring cuts off, and I flinch at the sudden silence, but I ignore her, focusing on the sweet taste of my Easter Bunny.

“I want to see her.” It’s almost a growl and when I glance at her, the tip of Jack’s cock still in my mouth, she’s closer than I expect. More feline than she was before, too.

Thumb to my jaw, Jack gently presses my mouth open and draws back before he raises me, lifting me off the platform he created and setting me in front of him.

He’s all hardness and warmth at my back, and I lean against him.

His cock makes me arch before my shoulders touch him, and I imagine Lako thinks I’m presenting myself for her inspection.

“Ester was kind to you, wasn’t she?”

Lako may have been speaking to me, but it’s Jack who answers through gritted teeth.

“Was she? She gave me perfection and then snatched it away again.”

His hand brushes against my jaw and I look up at him, smiling because I have no idea what to say to that.

“I suppose that would be its own punishment.” She sounds bitter, and the sharpness of it makes me turn to her.

Lako is alone on her throne now. But I know Calico and Minx are still here.

I don’t have time to wonder what punishments the other old gods have given her.

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