No, whispered Tink, and then louder, that cannot be true. He walked out onto the end of my shoulder. No.
And I’m sure that’s exactly why she did it, too, to torture you. There was laughter in her voice.I nuzzled her neck. I was talking about you. Walking around my house in those lace panties, those tight leggings, driving me insane.
Because depriving myself of sex was a whole lot of fun for me, she refuted.Maybe I need payback. A little torture to get even.I pressed myself against her back, sandwiching her between my body and the bedpost, pushing my erection against her firm, perfect ass. I sank my teeth lightly into the shell of her ear. She sucked in a breath. Maybe more than a little.
Pushing away from her, I turned away to guarantee I wouldn’t see her. I had to honor that promise to her, after all—silly superstition or not.I made my way over to the ice bucket, where a bottle of champagne rested in a pile of fresh ice, replaced with the evening bed turn-down service. Perfect.
Grabbing the ice bucket and removing the bottle, I backed toward the bed until I was almost there, replacing the blindfold over my eyes before I turned and made my way to her.
Right where I left you, I said and landed a kiss between her delectable shoulder blades. Good girl.Apollo had asked me what I would do to protect Josie and our child, and I had said I would do anything.
Why this? I asked, voice hoarse.Because love is selfless, and an act of love is the ultimate sacrifice, answered Zeus.
Then what happens? I asked, dragging my gaze from Josie’s wide eyes. What happens if I sacrifice myself?You make that choice, and you will bear the same fate as her, Zeus said, referencing the woman he had once loved. You will be erased from history and your name will not be spoken among the gods, but if you choose this, then the Hekatoncheires will rise and we will fight beside them once more, entombing the Titans.