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I don’t hesitate to obey. Especially since there is no possible way I could sit in a chair. Besides, he knows how much I love it when he feeds me. My anal muscles squeeze around the plug, and I wince from the pressure.
“How long have you been here, Aradia?” Longing asks, lowering his chin while tapping the side of his chair. I prefer their titles, which are like my pet names.
“Um…” I look to Eros since time has been relative lately.
“Four months and ten days according to human allocations,” he answers.
Desire whistles low. “And she isstillunridden? Brother, I knew you’d lost your point, but I didn’t know you’d lost your edge, too.”
Crescendo deepens the music to ominous tones as Eros brandishes his eyes like a weapon. “One more word about my “edge”, Himeros, and I’ll have my point shoved so far down your throat, it’ll clean out your fucking colon.”
Desire chuckles and tips his glass to Eros. “Dionysus blend. My compliments, brother.”
The gargoyle lowers a glass of wine to me while drinking from his goblet. I sip heartily, loving how the sweet wine oozes honey in my blood, warmed from a hot summer’s day.
First, I glance up at him, but then at the twins. “I’m a little confused. How are you all brothers…? The way you look and speak at one another, it’s way too intense for—”
Longing chuffs a laugh and selects a cluster of grapes. “Oh, how I love the little minds of mortals!”
The other men, including Crescendo, share his laugh, and I pinch my lips.
“Better wipe that sass off your mouth, Butterfly,” warns Eros, “before I give your pretty lips something else to occupy them.”
I roll my eyes. “You should know that’s not a threat.”
He smirks, thumbing my lower lip. “Ball gag, little darling.”
“Shutting up.” I make the zip sign over my mouth.
“Good girl.”
Leaning back in his chair, wings relaxing, Eros is far more like the alpha lion to the cats across from him. While plucking an oyster, fire-roasted in pinot grigio sauce, he lowers it to my mouth and tenderly tucks the edge upon my lower lip.
Closing my eyes, I part my lips and allow him to ease the oyster inside, savoring the taste as it slides across my tongue and slips down my throat. “Mmm…” A little whimper escapes.
“Ahh, Juvenal!” Desire says, lifting his delicacy. “The wanton ways of a woman after drinking wine and eating oysters.”
“Trust me, brother. My little Aria needs no such aphrodisiac aid in the ways of wantonness.”
“Aww, you’re so sweet.” I bat my eyes at Eros. And blow a kiss at Crescendo from across the table. He catches it, our little game, and blows me one back.
Crescendo might not swing my way, but he still appreciates being present for my discipline and rewards. I’ve discovered it’s less libido-related and more relational. Just like here, he’s quiet and unassuming, playing his music. Crescendo is simply happy to be present, to be included, to be part of…a family. Emotion wells up in my throat. We’re so similar.
“To answer your question…” Longing gestures to the gargoyle.
Eros offers me a couple of grilled asparagus, seasoned with basil and garlic. Hands at my sides as is proper, Ismile and gratefully munch on the phallic-shaped vegetables, remembering how garlic stirs sexual desire.
Tucking his fingers beneath my chin, Eros lifts my face, meeting my eyes. “The ways of the gods are…complicated, Butterfly. While we may not have outright incestual relations as we did in ancient times, or keep a custom of everyday nudity—”
“Hey, now,” Longing interjects and nods to his twin. “Don’t forget the half-century Himeros spent among the nudist colonies around the globe.”
“Good times.” Desire takes another drink.
“Regardless, many practices are not considered culturally taboo,” Eros continues, feeding me morsels of sweet and gamey carpaccio with mustard sauce. “Especially for the Erotes.”
“The Erotes?” I lift my brows while chewing.
“No talking with your mouth full applies to multiple scenarios, Butterfly.” He taps my nose, and my cheeks turn beet red. “There are eight of us,” he explains. “Six were birthed by Aphrodite and her lovers.”
