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“Why?” I was shocked he’d ask.
“I want to try them out on you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, really.”
I rolled out of bed and went into the bottom of my wardrobe, producing a shoebox full of toys. I wasn’t sure they still worked; I hadn’t had them out in a while. Caelan had never asked if I had toys. Or if he might use them on me.
“Hmm, interesting,” said Eric, picking through the box.
He pulled out a wand and pressed the button. Mysteriously, it still held a charge.
When Eric used it to peak my nipples, I arched off the bed and cried out at the sensation of milk leaking free. Eric was there to quickly drink it up, and then as he moved the wand to between my thighs, he didn’t stop kissing my breasts.
It went on like that for ages, him alternating between different toys, as one and then another ran out of battery. It was intoxicating but not quite as satisfying as his tongue or cock or fingers.
So when he lapped at my entrance, then dragged his tongue back to my clit, I clawed at my own hair and gasped, “More!”
Eric pounced on me, drilled his rigid cock into my body and groaned into my mouth, “Fucking love you, woman.”
He held me in his arms, fucked me violently and cawed in my ear as he came, again, shooting into my depths unencumbered. I came so hard that time I drew blood from his back and thought I would never walk again. I was drained, utterly drained and depleted.
Eric hovered over me, stroking my face and kissing my lips softly as I dozed a little. He rubbed his nose to mine and licked under my top lip. That was a different kind of caress. A loving, tender, playful one.
I rolled him onto his back and kissed his throat, nibbled his earlobe, his nipple, then kissed his face, gently tugging at his hair from the roots. Meanwhile his hands didn’t leave my back once, holding me gently as I enjoyed his beauty for once.
We looked into one another’s eyes across the pillow and he said, “Will he ever accept me?”
I inhaled sharply, almost at once coming to terms with it. Honestly, my life without Caelan would never make sense. Maybe loving two people was possible? In that moment, I couldn’t imagine saying goodbye to either of them.
“I don’t know, Eric. I would like to hope so.”
“You think he might?” He almost looked childlike with hope.
“What would you do, if he agreed? Would you try to steal him away from me, like you’d always planned?”
He gazed upon me without maliciousness or jealousy. “Maybe he should count himself lucky. He has two people who love him. And those two people also love one another. It could be harmonious.”
Deep down, I doubted Caelan would ever agree to it. However, they were both right about my sexual needs. I only wanted more… and now I was thinking about what it’d be like… having both of them.
Eric read that in my eyes and grabbed the one vibrator that still worked, buzzing my clit until I came screaming into his mouth, the image of him and Caelan worshipping me at the same time having taken me right over the edge.
Chapter Twenty-Three
~ Eric – Past ~
When he first set eyes on Flora, he hated her with a passion. No matter how many times he told himself he was over Caelan, he wasn’t. To finally meet this woman—beautiful though she was—who’d so quickly wedded the man he’d loved nearly all his adult life was soul-destroying. He would never truly be able to love another person, not while Caelan still lived. Breathed. Existed.
One night, unable to sleep, he’d bumped into her at some ungodly hour in the castle kitchen during one of their lads’ weekends with the other guys. Why the wife had to be present he didn’t know. Maybe Caelan had turned over a new leaf after all and needed her close. Maybe it was real. That remained to be seen.
She quickly got the measure of Eric and impressed him with her shrewdness. Then she got down to brass tax about the strange trauma they were undoubtedly bound by—hence such a quick marriage.
Pretending she wasn’t scared witless, she said flippantly, “He’s worried for my life. He won’t tell me the details, but I think, someone wants me dead.”
Was she for real this person? He wasn’t sure. “What do you need me to do?”
“You need to find out everything you can about my father’s widow. And you’ll extinguish the threat. Do you hear me? That’s how he and I really met. He knows something… he’s trying to protect me… from something.”
