“I'm kind of disappointed by that,” I admitted.
“You and me both, sweetheart.” Re chuckled. “But there are lots of ways to find pleasure without using restraints. And I happen to know all of them.”
Re's smile turned sensual as he picked me up and carried me back to his round bed.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
“I've never done that before,” I said to Re over breakfast the next morning.
“What?”
“All of it.” I laughed. “Well, not all of it, but most of it. The thing with the silk; that was amazing. And then your bed lifting up into the ceiling so we could...”
“Make love within the sunrise?” He finished for me.
“Yeah; that,” I whispered. “This is unbelievable.”
“For me as well,” he said softly. “I haven't felt this way in...” His face fell into shocked lines. “Ever. I had a wife, Vervain. I loved her very much, and I haven't loved another woman since the day she died.”
“I'm so sorry,” I said gently.
“You don't understand.” Re shook his head. “I love you more than her.”
“This isn't possible,” I said.
“And yet, here we are.”
“Eating breakfast on the balcony of your palace,” I added.
“In the God Realm.”
“In the what?” I asked as I gaped at him.
“You thought we were on Earth?” He asked in surprise.
“I thought we were in Egypt.”
“It's similar,” he said. “But this is my territory; Aaru. Anubis lives nearby; in Duat.”
“Aaru,” I murmured. “This is where the dead go?”
“They journey past my palace,” he explained. “But there is another section of Aaru where they find their eternal peace.”
“Wow,” I whispered. “I'm in Egyptian Heaven.”
“Heaven,” Re said as he looked me over. “Yes, indeed.”
“When did you stop being annoying and become charming?” I shook my head in wonder.
“I believe it was sometime between your second and third orgasm.” Re smirked.
“And now, I'm annoyed again,” I said teasingly.
“Grandfather, are you in here?” An Egyptian man strode into Re's bedroom. “I hope you're not indisposed.”
“We're clothed; you may join us,” Re called out to him.
The man had short brown hair, golden walnut skin, and dark eyes. He was trim and athletic, with a long, nearly-pointed nose. His clothes were casual business attire—dress pants with a collared shirt—and he had a serious air about him. His gaze fastened on me with interest.
