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the back of his head and he nodded. We’d made love so many times in so many ways, and he knew me. Even before I seemed to know myself. Instantly I felt him shift and then I felt a blanket of heat above me.

The tip of his thick, heavy cock slicked against the corner of my mouth and my response was automatic. I opened for him. And he slid right in. Deep. I loved the taste of his flesh. Salty. Sweet. I laved my tongue up and down and he hissed but then I shoved my hips upward, the movement completely involuntary, but he understood it. Soon we were both pleasuring one another.

I gasped, this position (while scandalous) was also one of my absolute favorites. We both got to taste each other at the same time. That feeling of giving and taking, it was explosive. Incredible. I felt like I was flying when we did it.

I was so inexperienced and it had been obvious to me from the beginning with Phineas that he’d known far more of carnal delights than I ever had.

If I thought of all we’d done and experimented at I would sometimes blush. I’d been raised to be a good girl who understood her needs were never as valuable as her husband’s needs. And yet…I gasped, rolling my hips in a circle as I felt the grip of orgasm begin to ride me.

“Come with me,” he squeezed out, “I’m so close, my love.”

I nodded, working my throat, stretching it out as wide as I could so I could take him up to the hilt. He groaned, the sound one of pain. And I smirked, slamming my hands on his perfectly rounded buttocks and digging my nails into his flesh as I forced him in even deeper.

“Fuck me,” he growled and then he was an animal, rutting on me even as he buried his tongue even deeper into my previously unplumbed depths.

The spiral of lust rode higher and higher and then…I keened, arching upwards as the most powerful orgasm I’d ever known ripped through me. He joined me just half a second later.

I felt his cock thicken and then…he came. In me.

I’d never thought I would like the taste of a man. But Phineas tasted like rain. Like clouds. Like the air. He tasted of life.

He stirred first. “My gods, I should say yes to you more often.”

I snorted. And then I laughed. And then he laughed. And it was so good. So…so good.

Psyche

I’d been so excited and happy to see my sisters this morning. But they’d been acting strangely from the first moment they’d stepped foot into the palace grounds. And even now, sitting in my glorious garden, they were acting strangely. Looking over their shoulders every couple of minutes, wringing their hands.

I’d just finished pouring our mint tea when I’d finally had enough of Rose looking over her shoulder for the fourth time in less than a minute.

I slammed the teapot down. I’d been so excited to see them and now I remembered why I’d been happy to leave them behind in the beginning. “Rose, what is it? You’ve been fidgeting like a dancing baboon all morning, what is it?”

“I do not fidget,” she hissed, twisting back in her seat and gently smoothing down her dark hair.

I lifted a brow. “And yet I’ve been your sister all my life, so tell me what’s the matter. Because I know something is.”

Rose and Adelia shared a long meaningful look and I did not like it. Suddenly the delicacies that my sweet Phineas had set out for us no longer felt so sweet in my stomach. I felt like I’d eaten a stone. One covered in horse manure.

I rubbed at my stomach. “What? What is it!” I snapped with more force than I’d intended.

Adelia sighed, she’d always been the most forthright of us. “Michaelle, one of the fishmonger’s sons, you know him, muscles for days not much brains. But a pocket deeper than father’s.” She smirked and I nodded.

“What of him? I thought you did not care for the Konstantopoulos’s?”

“Oh, I don’t. But father does of a sudden.”

“They discovered sunken treasure, rumor has it,” Rose hissed, “they’re richer than Midas now.”

I lifted my brows. I was growing bored with this conversation already. My face must have shown that, because Adelia rolled her eyes and flicked her wrist.

“Not really the point, Rose. Anyway, Michaelle told me something very disturbing indeed. And as a sister, I thought I should warn you.