Page 9 of Sequel to the Easter Bunny

Babel.

Reunited & it Feels So Good

Heads turn my way, eyes glittering dark behind a dozen different masks.

They congregate in groups, like to like, and only those wearing golden bull masks let their eyes linger.

Those gazes trace over me and a part of me wishes I’d pulled my shirt back on.

But it’s gone now.

Standing in the dim purple light in heels, slacks, and a bra that leaves me on display, I feel the covetous stares like claws against my exposed skin.

But the thought of putting clothing on…

The lingering heat from Juun’s domain caresses my skin and I hold myself against the wall, fighting the waves of warmth.

But it doesn’t abate. It grows warmer with each glance and titter that passes over me.

The dizziness that strikes the moment I stand makes me close my eyes.

But the long breath I blow out does nothing for me.

This isn’t morning sickness… this is something else. I don’t need to look at my arm to know what’s causing it.

A door somewhere opens and a chill breeze hits me, but the wash of air doesn’t provide any relief.

I need to find water or maybe just…

“Jack.” His name leaves my lips with more relief and more longing than I expect.

My personal old god stands in front of me, impossibly tall, muscles coiled….

He doesn’t give me a chance to say anything more.

I’m in his arms, against his chest, a moment later.

The tufted walls are soft at my back and Jack is all heat against me. Despite how I felt moments ago, I melt into that warmth and take hold of his face, drawing him to me for the first kiss I’ve had since I left this place.

It sears through me.

A fire that ignites me so brightly I wouldn’t be surprised if what remained of my clothes smouldered to nothing. I rub myself against him, a creature of pure need.

His soft fingers trail down my stomach and the front of my pants opens as his hand traces over me.

“Do you know how often I’ve thought of you, Lily? How much I wanted to find a way into your realm to have you?”

I shake my head on a gasp as his hand snakes inside of my underwear and his fingers find the wet seam of my body.

Those fingers press into me, Jack reclaiming my body—as if there was a chance I’d forget I belong to him.

I gasp against him, and then my body moves on its own, arching to press my shoulders back against the walls.

“I’ve missed you, my Lily.”

Each moment I’m with him, the haze of that heat fades, but my mind doesn’t clear. It’s replaced with a different veil. The sharp lust for him.

I rock my hips against him. Needing more of him.

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