Blue noticed my flushed cheeks and smiled. “I prefer your lush figure to Aphrodite's slim one.”
“These are Aphrodite's clothes?” I asked in shock. “I'm literally trying to fill the Goddess of Love's shoes?”
“Speaking metaphorically, you would do a far better job at it, if you did try to fill her shoes,” he said. “Aphrodite is a cold-hearted creature; the love magic is wasted on her.”
I gaped at him. “That's disappointing.”
“Indeed,” Blue agreed as he pulled a stretchy, bodycon dress out of the closet and held it up to me. “Try this one.”
It was the perfect length, and the thick, gold knit stretched to fit my curves. I turned to look in the mirror over the dresser and heaved a sigh. Aphrodite probably looked amazing in the dress, but I looked obscene; my breasts pushed up into massive cleavage, and my ass outlined to the point where clothing almost became pointless.
“You look magnificent,” Blue growled as he slid around me from behind and began rubbing his hands over the slick material.
“Hey, now.” I pushed his hands away. “We have to go, remember? Someone is waiting for me.”
“Let him wait.” Blue bared his teeth as he shoved me down over the dresser.
“Blue!”
But he'd already rolled up the hem of my dress and was inside me. I moaned as he leaned over my back and bit my neck; right over his last bite. Ecstasy burst through me as Blue took up a rapid tempo. The dresser began to shake with the strength of his thrusts, perfume bottles rolled to the floor, and the sound of flesh on flesh filled my ears.
Huitzilopochtli released my neck and licked the wounds closed a moment before he straightened and cried out with pleasure. His hands were on my breasts; massaging and pulling on them as he used them for leverage to go as deep as he could. I glanced up and caught his gaze in the mirror. Blue looked wild and glorious; his muscles tight with exertion, and his face set in possessive lines. He licked the blood from his lips and held my gaze as he slammed into me.
“I can't get enough of you,” Blue growled. “It's as if my body has been craving you for years.”
And then he was taking us into rapture again, and I was wondering how I could ever give this up.
Chapter Thirty-Six
“I have one more stipulation,” Blue said after we were both dressed and about to trace out of his palace.
“What?”
“When you're with me, you're mine,” he said softly. “I'm a possessive man, Vervain, and I can be very controlling. I'm willing to let that go for you, but only outside of these walls. When you're here, I want your submission. Can you do that for me?”
“Submission?” I lifted a brow. “I'm not really into that.”
“And I'm not into sharing,” he said pointedly.
“Valid,” I muttered. “All right, Blue; in the spirit of compromise you can have your way when we're here.”
“Thank you.” Blue pulled me into a wild kiss. When he finally released me, we were both breathing hard. “I look forward to bringing you home again.”
“But I've already kept Re waiting far longer than I should have,” I said gently.
“I know.” He sighed. “Where should I take us?”
“Take us back to the rally,” I said. “They'll probably have someone posted there in case we return.”
“So be it.” Blue drew me in against his chest and traced us through the Aether.
As soon as we appeared in the park, a falcon came swooping out of a tree and landed before us. The large bird glimmered, and his form blurred and stretched until it became a man; Horus.
“Vervain!” Horus exclaimed. “Are you all right?”
“I am, thank you,” I said and then looked at Blue. “There have been some developments.”
“I see that.” Horus scowled at Blue. “We were afraid that Huitzilopochtli killed you, but Re was certain that you lived.”
