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Calla

“It’s hard to concentrate when you’re in my bed,” I whisper.

“Is that so?” He leans in, close enough that I can smell his warm, masculine scent. A vixen wakes inside me with just that one note of Morpheus in the air.

“I’m good at reading people, Calla.”

He trails a fingertip up the crook of my inner elbow.

“The good ones, the bad ones. When they lie, when they’re scared, when they’re happy, when they’re frustrated.”

He dusts his nose along the shell of my ear.

“When they’re turned on.”

“You sound like a talented man.”

I shift against him, my body always so drawn to his like a gravitational pull exists between us.

“I am a very talented god.”

His deep voice strums every single one of my nerves and leaves me in a constant state of desire.

It’s exhausting, being horny for Morpheus all the time.

“Let me show you.”

Before I can reply, his hands are at my waist, fingers tracing soft circles around my hips. Even through my nightgown I can feel the heat of his fingers.

My breathing hitches, my breasts suddenly tingling with the desire for him to touch me there, the peaks of my nipples painful.

I clamp down on my lips, crossing my arms awkwardly before he catches my wrists and yanks them away.

“Don’t ever hide from me.”

I gasp when his fingers slip under the hem of my nightie and dance under my waistband. He moves me under him then, growling when our bodies connect, the length of his rock-hard thickness centered over the seam of my hot core.

I groan when he slowly rocks against me.

I clutch at his biceps, my lips open and gasping for air as he kneads tenderly, teeth cutting into his bottom lip and driving me closer to the edge already.

“Tell me how many men have been here before me. I’ll want to kill every one of them for touching what’s mine.”

My gaze hangs with his, silence suspending us before I shake my head and look away.

“Sweet girl.”

He catches my chin, forcing me to watch him.

“Whatever words come out of your lips next won’t change anything. I know you better than you think, it’s my job to read people, and you’re the most honest and true person I’ve ever known to walk this Earth. I wouldn’t have believed you were out there, that anyone was out there for me, but that’s all changed now. I’m with you, no matter what. I’m not an easy god to love, but I plan on showing you exactly why I’m worthy of yours.”

“Morpheus…” I stare up at him, wide-eyed and enamored by him. “I... I don’t want you to be disappointed.” I stammer, feeling insecure. “I’m a virgin, I’ve never been with anyone.”

“Oh, Calla, my sweet little mortal. Beautiful, gorgeous, girl...it took me too damn long to find you, you can bet I’ll never let go.”

And then he covers my lips with his, stroking his tongue against mine and causing a chorus of new sensations to pulse through me.

“I cannot tell you how much it pleases me that you’re untouched.”