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They saw how eagerly he took Sorin’s tongue inside his mouth, how he sucked and nipped and demanded things in return.
Most of all, they couldn’t miss the way his entire body seized from head to toe when his orgasm blasted through him, the wild flush that bloomed all over his pale skin.
They couldn’t mistake the primal growl of completion that vibrated out of Sorin’s throat shortly thereafter, as the male flooded Ere’s insides with hot, creamy seed.
Three other gasps and groans echoed in the otherwise silent hall. No doubt, their audience benefited vicariously from the show.
Gotta love the ancient Greeks! They didn’t bat an eyelash at the joys and pleasures of sex, especially between two exemplary specimens of manhood.
Ere purred, closed his eyes like a lazy cat, and focused one hundred percent of his attention on Sorin’s languorous kiss.
Below, he clenched his muscles around the still-rigid column inside with rhythmic pulses, milking every last drop he could.
“Glutton,” Sorin rumbled into his mouth.
Ere took it as a compliment.
“Guilty as charged,” he agreed readily.
“Exhibitionist,” Sorin stated next.
“Mm hmm,” Ere concurred. “You liked it too. It was hot.”
He nipped at Sorin’s full bottom lip and reached beneath the water to grip a handful of Sorin’s perfect, muscular ass.
“I wanna go for round two. It’s been ages since you let me have you.”
Ere shivered with anticipation. It had indeed been weeks since Sorin let him do the fucking.
He understood why. The dominant male didn’t let down his guard easily. Even now, after years of being together, loving each other.
There was a part of him Ere wondered if he’d ever reach. Sometimes, it was as if Sorin was waiting for the other shoe to drop. As if he couldn’t quite believe in their happily ever after.
Ere didn’t blame the male. They’d spent millennia apart before their souls and bodies were finally reunited.
Point of fact: to this day, Sorin hadn’t said the three little words Ere most wanted to hear, not even in their joined minds when they possessed their full powers.
As if somehow, saying them meant relinquishing the last of the armor around the warrior’s heart. Or perhaps he feared it would jinx their time together and bring some great calamity upon their heads.
Ere didn’t mind really. Because Sorin saidI love youwith every beat of his heart, with every touch and lingering look.
“Not here,” Sorin said, his tone brooking no argument. “It’s time for you to do what we came for.”
“You’re no fun,” Ere pouted.
Painstakingly, Sorin pulled out and swatted his buttocks beneath the water.
“Go.”
With a reluctant sigh, Ere left his Mate’s heated embrace and approached the winter-summer pair to the left, carrying two jars of the newly-acquired scented oil that Divina was magnanimous enough to share.
“Greetings, good men,” he said cheerfully as he drew near, leading with his most disarming smile.
As if the incendiary performance of two minutes ago never happened.
“Good day, sir,” the young man replied in a voice that was still in transition, breaking at the end somewhat awkwardly.
Or perhaps his throat was still parched from watching the show.
