“Lomasi,” Merrick whispered against my skin. “I love you.”
A feeling of the most profound pleasure and rightness filled my chest. I couldn't stop the words if I tried. “I love you too.”
Merrick shot up on his forearms. “You do?”
Chuckling, I said, “Yes, I love you.”
His grin was magical, but not as wondrous as the way he instantly dropped back down and started licking hungrily at my sex, drawing his tongue up to circle my clit. I cried out and pulled him closer, hands on his hair. Making blissful sounds, Merrick licked and licked and licked. He sucked at me and slid a finger into me to pump gently. Moisture dripped lower. He circled my bud with his tongue as he shouldered my legs further apart, then drew his finger out of my sex to rub lower. I pressed down on him, encouraging him to do more than just circle that ring of muscles. With a possessive growl, Merrick pushed past the ring and slowly worked his wet finger into my ass. All while still sucking at me with expert abandon.
“Merrick!” I shrieked, my body going into a rolling orgasm that wound up my stomach, then back down again.
As I came down from it, Merrick lurched up. His arms came under my thighs with the movement, hooking my legs. I opened my eyes to see him posed like a victorious warrior, his shaft lying atop my curls—a sword ready to take its prize.
“Lead me home, Lo,” Merrick said.
I reached between us and guided him to my opening. Arching my hips, I angled him to the right spot, drawing his tip through my wet sex. Then I drew him forward by his cock, and he took the hint. With a triumphant shout, Merrick plunged into me. He was long but not as thick as Braxen, and my body was so ready for him that he slid nearly to the hilt with that first thrust. A second one quickly followed, joined by a softer but no less joyful sound.
“Lomasi,” he said. “Gods, I love you. You're so fucking incredible. You feel incredible.”
Merrick leaned down, bringing his forearms to either side of me, my legs still hooked over his arms. It opened me further, and his next thrust went so deep that he hit places that had never been touched before.
“So do you,” I gasped. “Merrick, you fill me perfectly.”
Groaning, Merrick bent his head to mine and kissed me. I tasted myself on his lips and the musk of it combined with the wet sounds of our bodies coming together to ramp up my desire. He set a steady tempo, grinding his pelvis against mine to tap my bud. Zings ran up my belly and it finally hit me that this was Merrick. I was making love to Merrick. They were mine. All of them. No going back now. The thought sent me over again, and I fell into a bliss both emotional and physical.
“That's it,” Merrick murmured against my neck as he continued his steady thrusting. “Come for me, love. Clench that pussy around me.”
Shocked by his sudden crudeness, I trembled again, reaching an even greater height.
Merrick chuckled in my ear. “Oh, you like that?” He churned his cock in me as I came down. “Then let me tell you what else I'm going to do to you. After you finish coming, drenching my cock with your pussy nectar, I'm going to suck on these glorious tits and grind against your little clit until you start dripping again. Then I'll speed up. I'll fuck you hard and fast until your tight cunt milks me dry. And then, you're going to suck me back to life, Lomasi. Aren't you?”
“Yes,” I panted, already getting hot again even as my climax ended. “Oh, fuck yes, I'm going to suck your cock.”
“Good girl.” Merrick groaned. “And when you get me hard and wet enough, you're going to ride me. But you'll face my feet and bend forward so I can finger your ass while you pump that wet pussy on my cock.”
“Oh, fuck!” I screamed as I came again.
“That's my girl,” Merrick said in pure male satisfaction. Then he bent his head and did exactly what he said he would.
Chapter Thirty-Three
“Lomasi!” a god's voice vibrated through the house.
I jerked upright and looked toward the front door. A booming came next—a fist upon that door. The divine fist of the Messenger God. No one ignored him.
“Oh, fuck,” I whispered.
“Is that who I think that is?” Rune asked.
“Yes,” I said.
After our amazing first sexual escapade, Merrick and I had come downstairs to find the other men gathered in the kitchen. We got teased a bit, but then we settled in around the kitchen island and the platter of nachos Dominic had made. We were almost down to the plate when Hermes interrupted.
The men looked at me, toward the door, and then headed for the front of the house. All six of them.
“Wait!” I cried and raced after them.
“We knew we'd have to face him eventually,” Rune said.
